My Ex-Boss, JT

Was on my way to meet Mr. Gecko for lunch at Far East Square since I wanted to try the new but definitely overhyped and overpriced rotiboy.

Happily trooping down the lane when I saw M, this guy I know and am impressed with his baking skills. He can churned out one of the tastiest *and most expensive* cheesecake in Singapore; furthermore he's just under 25!

I wanted to wave a hi to him but that was before I spotted who he was talking to and I made the quickest U-turn I ever did in my life - my instinctive reflexes save the day!

Well, M was having a conversation with none other than that Mr. JT!, whom also can be known as my previous employer. I had quitted my previous post with this local, dingy and well-known-for-its-stingy-affairs firm just 3 months ago and the experiences over there, sigh~~ it's a long story. Gotta hear it from me over a cuppa and if you have half a day to spare.

Anyway, that fellow [Mr. JT!] is one of the most obnoxious, haughty-toity and brand toting QUEEN BEE I'll ever known in my life. Aaarrrrggghhhh~~, that mere thought of him, save me! Once you worked under him, there's no more tomorrow. Period.

I'm glad I've gotten out of the shadow and darkness. If you are interested to know more about him and those harrowing experiences, call me for coffee. Why coffee? It makes me feel better if I think it's the coffee that leaves the after-bitter taste in my mouth once I relate everything to you.