Am sick

Wa sick. Headache. Burning eyes. Sore throat.

Day off then? I wish! No such thing. Well it's not that bad, but I do feel uncomfortable. No wonder I was so tired yesterday evening that I had to take a nap, which is quite unheard of at about 5pm.

Going to work later in the evening will be a better option, as I won't be stuck in the house plus lesser chance of passing it on to Aidan. Good thing he is at school right now. And I was peeved at a couple of things when I sent him there.

Parents have been reminded time and time again never to park (45 degree angle parking) right to the curb as there is a zebra crossing by the sidewalk for sending or picking up children. Some are okay, like me *haha*, smart ones who get the drift from the first time the school mentioned it. But some are also stubborn asses who fail to do that and hence we had to walk behind the cars, which is dangerous. How many incidents do we hear in the news that children are squashed when a car is reversing? Heaps. And more to come.

Then there was a break-in at the school on Tuesday night, and money from the Fees Box were taken. I have always liked to pay cash because I think it's convenient for me, but for some reason this school made cash payment a hassle (thanks to it now!) so the next option was to transfer the fees to their bank account and print out a receipt as proof. And sad to say, those who paid cash and the money that was stolen, there is no compensation and fees will still have to be paid. And this term's fee is $290. Well, lucky for me but peeved at the burglars.

Just then I got my third peeving moment. Yet another phone call from Westpac asking for Wilkin. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL THEM TO CALL AT 6PM?! The same calls over and over again every other day, if not everday. You get irritated or not? So I said, 'Don't you have a system where you can leave a comment to call at 6pm?' They said they will do it, STILL..... !! That's it lar *roll sleeves* and typed up a long complaint letter lor. Sometimes sleep syiok syiok and get some idiotic phone calls like this.

And this morning pun, 8.30am the phone rang. Apparently calling from Toronto, Canada, asking for Wilkin and that they have this amazing deal where he got some free stuff. Insisted that I give the mobile number when I said Wilkin's at work. I said no, he said he needs the number to tell Wilkin about the great deal. I said my hubby is not interested, he still insisted. What the....? Hey, thanks but not thanks and have a nice day. *Click* And he sounded like an Indian.

There are dozens of these calls, all sounded like Indians, (sorry, no disrespect here, but I think it may be a call station in India, or perhaps, a telemarketing site employing them, just like Chinese here famous for working for restaurants and Middle Easterns driving the taxis) telling me I've won a great holiday to where and where, or a hotel stay at where and where, or a plasma TV. Read my lips... NOT INTERESTED!