Bit of worry pricked me this morning on my way to post office to send an envelope of -what i called pieces of luck n pride- full of my identities and work experiences to one of telecoms company. hearing tompi song within my walkie, i just had saucy harsh scream shouted by old man about a step beside me. "Weeee hati-hatikow!!!.. sund**** iniee...!!!" blasted my focus off. thinkin i was just throwing ciggy away and strucked him straightly on his face, i realized it was just light slip between his honda and "angkot" due to my slickly move. Halah.. just saying sorry is still enough to overcome such this condition... after failing on previous test, im still figuring out other chances and supposing other obstacles merely just a small stone toward my success. weeekkksshh....
My cellphone rang with Jammie cullum's mind trick sound, i parked my bobby (that wut i named my motorcycle) and answer the call. Again and again, boring questions came on the beneath "gimana kabar? baik-baik aja kan? dah makan? koq ga nelpon-nelpon sih?..". i was annoyed again and stumbled back to unfocused mind. i was straight away to post office staff to have my envelope sent. worrying i didnt completely submit my proposal, i checked again all documents. I damned forgot to attach KTP copy on this folder and asked the staff where i can copy that.
Only two steps goin out this building, it was hard raining and caused me postponed to copy KTP.
However, for the sake of hunting this job, i took bobby and went toward two block near post office to complete all document coz i had to send this before this noon. After copying this damned small thing, Toekang Parkir came said to me "Bocorki ban belakang ta pak!..". Wahh!, what the hell happen with u bobby, why u did this to me hah??!! again, the small stone yak? hahayhayhay....
I took my bobby to the repairing service and keep it a while there to gotta rush to post office. Tough it was still hard raining, i kept running. Finally i arrived and had this sent away. walking back to the repairing service where i kept my motorcycle, i thought why this small thing looked so difficult to work out? is that just a small stone for getting better job or a signal i will not be passed again??
i met person repaired my motorcycle and asked him how much i should pay. "annang sa'bu ji pak, ka rua lobanna bela, allo2 na nibayaraka' sampulo sa'bu, passammi annang sa'bumo pak..".
then i take 10.000 and gave it all. just expecting may this charity ease my way to get this job hehehehe...
Lanjut?
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