The Return of the Queen (i.e. Me)

Right then I think it is time for another one of my blog posts. My Blog seems to be desolated and abandoned by its Queen… (HINT: Me) (Reminder: I am the Queen of Hamster the NiceLand)

Ok, before I move on, let me explain why Hamster is used to describe my area of rein. I wub hamsters. Thus I term every nice, cute and adorable thing as Hamster the something. Allow me to illustrate the Hamster family.

Hamster the First = A very good friend of mine… he looks like an adorable kid, even though he is like 22 or something. Wait, he looked like an adorable kid. Nowadays, he looks like … well… I don’t want to get on his bad side :)

Hamster the Second = It is a stuffed toy, a babe leopard. (Yes, I call a leopard a hamster, and I call a turtle a fish… I am retarded, you can say it.)

Anyhow, the list goes on…

Where was I? Yes, my blog post. I have been shifted to the Room of Eternal Stench. I have placed an air freshener at my table in an attempt of sparing my self from what seems to be a combination of rotten egg and damp sweat. Not much has changed since my shift.
- I still have burping in my room, not so much, but they are still loud. Thankfully, they aren’t forced out as much.
- I still have to see hairy legs. The only difference here is that the socks don’t match and the legs are fatter (why does this sentence seem so weird in my head?).
- I still have to read for 9 hours, which I don’t. Most of my time is spent talking to people :-). I am such a hard working employee :-)
- I do have a guy who talks to himself while he works, this was a bit freaky at the beginning, but I have sort of gotten used to it.

Ever since I have entered this room, I haven’t spared my self from the usual embarrassments that I bring upon my self.
*sigh* seriously, why do I embarrass myself so easily?! I am beginning to think that this God given gift should be utilized for some other reason… ooo may be I am the next generation’s superwoman!!!

Anyhow, this Sunday, Akl and I were to have lunch. I brought a flavored yogurt for lunch. My spoon was in the last drawer of my desk. Lunch time starts at 1 and lasts for an hour. Before lunch, I was at Kaniza’s until like 1:05 or something. Anyhow, so I dash down the stairs and head for my room so that I can take my lunch bag. As soon as I enter the room, I see everyone hogging on Pizza. There were giving this other dude a farewell party. I sneak in, quietly take my lunch and head out. On my way out, I remember I forgot my mobile, so, I sneak back and take my mobile. By that time, my supervisor sees me and says:
Supervisor: ‘Tahseer, come join us.’
Me: *embarrassed* “Umm, no Sir, it is alright. Thanks.”
Supervisor: “Oh come one, Fasting is over.”
Me: *speaking with confidence and in a loud voice* “Aaa the fasting has stopped but the diet begins!”
*every one stops eating and looks up and the lady with the big mouth (HINT: ME)*
Me: *thoroughly embarrassed * *walks out of the room, wanting to shoot myself in the head*

My office room is extremely small… and very quiet since every bloke here is too busy to talk. I, being the insane fumbles that I am, have lived up to my name and have done the most stupid things ever in just two weeks. So far I have managed to:
- Dropping my fone receiver while holding it in my hand
- Dropped books from my table
- Kicked over the dustbin of the guy who sits in front of me. (I wore those pointy toed shoes that day. And I wiggle my feet a lot to keep me awake)
- Finished nearly most of my tissue box, from cleaning my table.
- Unplugged the network cable of the guy who sits in front of me.
- Memorized the back of his head. He has a bald spot.
- Clean my drawers and table at least twice, if not more
- Laugh uncontrollably in a quiet room… imagine how noise I am!
- Get Chewing gum stuck on my skirt (this happened today… very disgusting)
- Bang the bathroom door on my face (I don’t know what I was thinking)
- Forget how to open a door


Right then, I need to get back to pretending to work, in the words of Preeti… Toodle!


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