life shouldn't be so tiring. but i am tired. work is draining all of my energy. it's not so much that i have so many things to do, eventhough the pile of work seems to be mushrooming at a nuclear-experiment-gone-astray speed. what tires me is interaction with inefficient people. there are hundreds and thousands of things to do. you call people up, give some instructions, pass work handled to the next person, and you move on to the next work on hand. however, the next person in line doesn't get back to you for days, weeks on end. the work doesn't get done, or it gets done and is sitting in somebody's drawer cultivating mold for yet another evil experiment. after a while, you realise that there is no feedback on the work that is supposed to be done. in other words, it comes back to your court. you have been standing still, motionless for weeks without knowing it, not moving forward, eventhough you have done everything that you are suppose to do. you call up the other person and try your hardest best not to shout or even raise your voice. in your sweetest voice, you ask what happened to the work. in the friction of a second, they remember the piece of mold in their drawer. sigh. and things get moving again. if you are lucky. if you are not, the response is an 'ahhhh, i'll get right to it', followed by another prolonged period of amnesia and things are still standing on the same spot.

this, times ten, times hundred, times infinity gets a little tiresome. i don't want to call them idiots. heck, i WILL call them idiots!! why are they attracted to me like moth to a candle. i can't stand mediocrity. i do not expect professionals, i do not expect experts of the highest levels. i just want people who can get a simple job done. why aren't people doing their job? i think it is the sweet syrupy voice with all the necessary courtesy. i should substitute that for the screaming of the shrew and some kick-ass attitude. i'm going to collapse from aggravation very soon.