祸不单行

Never underestimate the power of bad luck, once it starts, it doesn’t stop that easily…

Work yesterday was horrible, with me making loads of mistakes that I usually don’t make. Something as simple as copying down someone’s name and IC number also can make mistake. I actually copied the IC number of a person, and combined the name of two other people into one single entry, so its like this single entry has details from three separate people…

I was really contemplating on writing a 2000-word essay on my bad luck if it were to continue today. But thankfully it did not.

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Steven was doing the ECG for a guy and his heart beat was kinda fast, as as usual he asked him to relax and try to calm down…

Steven: “Your heartbeat is a bit fast, try to relax and calm down a bit”

Boy: “Eh… was it because I just ate lunch?”

Steven: “It’s not because of that… but what did you eat?”

Boy: “French Fries…”

I was trying real hard to prevent myself from laughing out and the guy whom I was doing his ECG was already giggling uncontrollably… [And I thought the JC batch would be less fun than the poly batch]

Jingle Bombs

More of Achmed the hilarious dead terrorist.

Dashing through the sand with a bomb strapped to my back.
I have a nasty plan for Christmas in Iraq.
I got through checkpoint A, but not through checkpoint B.
That’s when I got shot in the ass by the US Military…

[it's not funny!]

Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs Mine blew up you see.
Where are all the virgins that Bin Laden promised me?
Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs U.S. soldiers shot me dead.
The only thing that I have left is this towel up on my head.

I used to be a man, but every time I cough,
thanks to Uncle Sam, my nuts keep falling off.
My bombing days are done. I need to find some work.
Perhaps it would be much safer as a convenient store night clerk.

Oh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs, I think I got screwed.
Don’t laugh at me because I’m dead or I’ll kill you…

I KILL YOU!