When You Cannot Do Your Job Anymore...

SATURDAY...
Dope-eye: I've heard that the head office is looking to have you replaced.
Suzi: Yeah, seems that your performance has been dropping the longer you've been in this company.
Dope-eye: You've getting slow, old man.
Arramech: Heck with head office. My direct boss is satisfied with how I'm working and didn't want to lose me yet. My job is safe.
Hachi: Hmmm. You're lucky. But head office is pressuring our branch here. Sooner or later your job's in jeopardy.
Arramech: I'm good. Boss likes me. Anyways I've got to go - company medical checkup in the afternoon.

SUNDAY...
Dope-eye: Hey, head office has been doing interviews this morning. (singsong voice) Somebody's in trouble...somebody's in trouble...
Arramech: Please. Boss wasn't happy about the whole thing.
CP: Yeah, boss wasn't happy. Very quiet and actually snapped at head office at one point. Better not screw up around him today.
N'kai: You better watch yourself. Seems like even when head officed wrote off your medical checkup allowances yesterday, I overheard them telling boss to 'give you one week'.

MONDAY...
Hachi: There you go. Now you've done it.
Arramech: IT WASN'T MY F-ING FAULT OKAY? IT COULD HAVE HAPPENED TO ANYONE!
Dope-eye: (singsong voice) Somebody is fired...somebody is fired...
Arramech: OI! YOU EXPECT SUDDEN ORGAN FAILURE TO BE EASILY DETECTED KAH?
N'kai: Sorry to tell you this, but head office is in the process of getting your replacement. Someone named Ivy or Ivan.
Suzi: It's rather embarassing, isn't it? Just as you were trying to protect your job.

Right. After the whole 'time to get a new car' bit, our car broke down on Monday on the way back after choir. As we were nearing TTDI Plaza (thank goodness it happened near home!) we heard a noise and we thought the tyre tore or something. Turns out the tyres were all right but the car engine wasn't. Various lights on the dashboard indicated that the battery and engine was 'not okay' as far as we comprehended.

Bloody hell, we just had the car serviced on Saturday. And now this?

Better yet, we were stranded right in front of a traffic light junction at 11.30pm. Again. There's not gonna be a bloody mechanic opened at the hour, but thankfully there was no traffic at that hour too. Only the occasional speeding car to stir a wind to keep us cool. Called a few people for AAM's number (even though we didn't have a membership), and dad came by to keep us company while waiting for AAM to arrive.

When it was diagnosed that our car's timing belt had snapped and can't be repaired there and then, we all had the car pushed to the car park near TTDI Plaza to be towed the following morning. Then we went home and had our dinner-cum-supper while watching Les Miserables 10th Anniversary Dream Cast Concert (which, being a concert, had everyone just mainly singing and none of the acting that was in the musical).

So yesterday we had the car towed to the mechanics, then headed to Mage Cafe to crash (where we were Bin's third victim, according to Ryan), only to be informed later in the afternoon that the car will take a couple of days or more to be repaired.

And now we're getting the paperwork ready for a new Myvi. Sigh.