Smell

Familiar smells invoke long lost memories.
Memories that put a smile on your face, memories that brings saddness to you.
Of course, those that you wish you could just press that 'delete' button and it will be gone forever.

On a lighter note,
Kacho, Edachan, Xiaomu and Rui are in China for work.
Quite a lonely sight for this part of the office.
And I'm getting a little irritated by this Chinese auntie sitting beside me.
She's a trainee from the government, or something like that. I really can't be bothered.

She has been rotated around various divisions and was actually here in October. I never saw much of her during that time because I was very busy and sick, remember? I think I only saw her 3 times for the whole month. So it was still OK......

She here again this month. Sitting beside me.
I only have an outstation next week for this month (with her, *faints* ,therefore I see her almost everyday......

She's not bad, she's nice, I think.
But that does not translate to everyone liking her.
In fact, she has won the title of 伝説の申さん (The Legendary Shin-san) to her honour.
I won't complain about her talking too much, fidgeting too much, making too much noise, making too much noise that sounds like her lungs are filled with phlegm and she needs to spit them out. Not too much, let's put it as WAY TOO MUCH....

That's still ok.
Just don't come near me.

I hate it when she coughs into my face, gets too close to me. For goodness sake! Don't touch me! I don't know you very well!
You don't need to follow me around like a puppy! God! You are over 40!!
Go to the toilet alone! DON'T FOLLOW ME! IT'S FREAKY!!!!!
Don't huddle close to me and buy the same stuff I buy for lunch!!!
Urgh!!!! *tearing my hair*


This is a classic case of communication between 2 people of different 'frequencies'.
And a totally shortened one, my friends... and it took place halfway through this post.

Do you know about**yadda yadda**korean**yadda yadda**cheating**yadda yadda**English?

Huh? I don't know.

**yadda**drifts into her own world**yadda**cheating**yadda**English that word?

Oh. You mean cheating? *keys in the word in the e-dict for her*

**yadda**oh**yadda**I pressed something!**yadda**Japanese**yadda**English***

At this point of time I really do not know what the hell she wants. So,
What are you talking about?????
You want it in English or Japanese???

**yadda**Japanese**yadda** Oh, it's so good to know English**yadda**Oh they have a lot of ******** Drifts into her own world again.

I am not listening.
Rui knows how I feel. She's getting pretty irritated as well.
At least I can pretend my Mandarin level is too low to understand her.

Our tables are joined, none of the personal cubicle stuff like Western countries. This is Japan. Even though there is a chest of drawers between us. She is able to get close enough for me to smell her. Geez, I wonder how she sits...
More importantly, I can't stand the smell. It reminds me of a cook who smells of stale perspiration. It opened a can of worms for me and I started getting pretty sensitive. I smell it the whole day. I want to die.

She has already disturbed me 3 times when I was typing this.
Asking me to look at this article about the 13th billion citizen of China or something like that just 5 seconds ago.
URGH!!!!!!
Looked at the screen of the PC for 2 seconds.. continue typing.
I can be worse I tell ya.

I hope she stays in her world and don't come barging into mine.
I'm running out of excuses for turning down her invitations....