Expiry on Stupidity

I’ve not looked forward to any day with more anticipation, not since I was promised the World would end at the stroke of Millennia midnight. While that great Apocalyptic prediction turned out to be less reliable than Whales safe guarding chocolates, I ended up realizing that NOTHING is worth anticipating. Unless it involves nudity and me.

Today, Reena marked her last day at work and she did it like every other day. Marking her presence by spraying a trail of stupidity.

Nothing beats her running to me, hysterically mumbling,

Reena: “My email cannot send! My email cannot send!”
Me: “Ya, the office server is down… “
Reena: “But mine cannot send mail you know?”

I don’t know whether to shout for a cab or for joy that the Era of Stupidity comes to full closure.

With her immediate departure, the company will hold a champagne party. Our quotient for logical interpretation will finally be above the nation wide average.

I’ll miss,

NOTHING ABOUT THE BITCH.

I feel smarter writing this already.

Prelude to KL13:

I’m leaving for KL in under 10 hrs. With the ENTIRE vice group. This will be good, if not, I’m lying that we had dinner with Santa Clause.