Conversations with Grey

Ms. Dimwitt strikes again.

“Ms.Dimwitt (henceforth known as)! I hope that next time you will call and confirm that the cheque is ready, before you ask me to go and collect it. I went to the place just now and their accounts said the cheque is not ready. Their boss haven’t signed it yet. The doors were all locked and I had to call the accounts to ask. Lucky it’s nearby. What if the company was far away?”
“She said she will prepare the cheque. Did you give her the receipt?”
“How to give the receipt when I didn’t receive the cheque?”
“No no, that was the receipt for the older cheque. The accounts must be angry that you didn’t give her the old receipt, thats why she don’t want to give you the new cheque. She must be very angry. Why didn’t you give her the receipt?”
“What are you talking about? They owe us money! We are the one should be angry. I didn’t even get to see anyone! I had to call them to check if anyone was in, before she told me the cheque is not ready.”
“Their accounts is angry because we didn’t confirm that we receive their earlier payment through this receipt. When we didn’t confirm, they won’t give us the rest of the payment. Their accounts must be unhappy.”
“Are you listening to yourself? Why do you think so much? You called the accounts to confirm the balance amount right? That means they already know we received the earlier payment! Right? Right?!??! The official receipt is just for formality!”
“The other companies will be angry wan if we don’t confirm that we receive the payment by an official receipt. I will post this receipt to the company first. So that when they get this receipt, they will issue the rest of the payment to us.”
“They owe US money! We have every right not to issue this receipt to them because WE are the ones who should be unhappy! Whatever la, you want to post you post lah.”

This was one of the highlights of her cluelessness. Once, I faxed an enquiry to a supplier, addressing the supplier by name, “Attn: Jasmine.” Then when the supplier faxed the same page back to me with her reply written on it, Ms.Dimwitt took the fax around and asked who did it belonged to. When I said that the fax was for me, she asked,

“Oh, Ah Keong, your name is Jasmine ar?”

Words cannot describe my disappointment in the higher forces of the world to give her such a thinking capapability. You might wanna read more about her stupidity here. Dammit. I wish my dad would quickly come back and fire her, because sadly, I wasn’t given the liberty to.