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hey girls,

y'know this blog is actually quite useful for me to bitch about stuff at work. i can't quite bitch about it on my own blog because i stupidly gave the CHAIRMAN's secretary my blog address. yes, i tried to weasel my way out of giving her my add, but she was persistent, and i caved.

so anyway, i finally did some real journalistic work yesterday, and interviewed my first CEO!! hahaha. this guy is from Epson, but more importantly, he's from JAPAN. my goodness i couldn't for the life of me understand a word he was saying! so i just sat there, in a beeeautiful room with a gorgeous view, smiling and nodding and scribbling whatever i thought was english, and trying to look intelligent.

thank GOD my boss was there with me, and she could ask him some really intelligent questions.

sheesh. i felt so so stupid, and when everyone started exchanging name cards i didn't know whether i should or not cuz i'm just sucha small fry! siiiiiigh.

but it was coool. i recorded down the interview so maybe one day i could play it for yall to hear.

needless to say, he was quite a typical japanese businessman... BLARDY HAAM SUP! it was like he was being interviewed by BOOBIES, i hardly think he remembers my face! and its not like i have big badangdangs lah, what is he looking at?! oh, and the managing director came in toward the end of the interview, and guess what? he was japanese too. sighhh. i ended up clutching my little notepad close to my chest, then i think they both got the message. especially when i started asking them questions then they finally looked at my face.

humph. excuse me, but i'm a journalist, not a free show, thanks.

Violently violated,
Angel

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  1. Anonymous Anonymous | 5:04 PM |  

    hahahahha!!! badangdangs??!! how long is this word ago?? u just caused a major laughing fit in my cubicle.