One hour later. You tell the craftsman that u want him to go back to what he was doing previously. hello! you idiot or what? This time round the craftsman said this:
Actually all these are quite easily done. Why don't you go home first missus? I can manage better on my own than to have so many people around me.
Get the hint?No...You still ask him to do his previous craftswork. And he unwillingly agrees. Sometimes it's easier to finish one thing at a time than to jump from one project to another. i totally agree with the craftsman. I even pity him. Next you ask Indomee to plant numerous trees but to take them out again and drill more holes on the other site. So what is going to happen to those holes without trees? So smart of you. You tell Indomee to sand the balsa wood to powder *eyes rolling* and fill them up. *argh* rights, so the rest of us quietly goes back to helping you plant your trees. And because you keep walking up and down, checking on everyone's neck, you clumsily tripped over a whole glass bottle of ethanol. The glass broke, the ethanol sips through the entire floor underneath our model with lots of wires going pass and poor Indomee's rubber shoes were dissolved. Literally. We had to go downstairs, hunt high and low for a Mama shop to buy a pair of slippers for Indomee. How idiot can you get?
Now the whole room reeks of ethanol, making everyone dizzy and unable to work. We had to open all the doors and windows, on all the fans and stop working. We vacated the premise to downstairs. So you suggest bubble tea. Great. After bubble tea, you tell us...
Er...actually there isnt much for us to do aredi. I think we can go home soon. Dunno whether should we all go for dinner? Cos my other half is jamming, dunno when he will finish...i better call him first.
So just becos your bf is jamming so we are all stuck here to accompany you as spare tyres till your bf is free to meet you? *double argh* this i cannot take it anymore. I AM GOING HOME. But before i left....you started to find faults with the craftsman again and make him do another task. I can see that his patience was running dry.
Craftsman: I can finish these by tonight. No problem.
You: No no...can you do it now. I want to see it now.
Craftsman: ok...*he brings the model over*
You: No...this is too big.
Craftsman goes and measure. And wince. He suggests You come and take a look for yourself.
You: *Hesitate* ...er cant you just make it smaller? And can you finish up all these now. Cos i really want to see it now. The trees doesnt matter now.
Craftsman: Is it that i don't finish this now for you, you will not leave?
if it was me, my face will turn red. But YOU's skin must be seriously thick.