Yay.. went back to camp today to collect my
IC and my barang barang from my bunk. which means i ord-ed a day earlier hehehehe... may only be 24hrs but its always satisfying to milk the saf! haha.. it wasn't all smooth sailing tho. i returned to find my cupboard locked!!! i nvr lock my cupboard, immediately knew someone new has taken over my bed. Unfazed, i simply headed down to the office to find out who the new guy was. I obtained his hp no and rang him up. Low and behold, he left camp for a medical appt!!!! wtf! he is an absolute idiot! i wud hav appreciated if he told me dat he'll be locking my stuff in my cupboard so i wud know better to check if he's ard before making the long journey down to camp! he could have left my stuff in the small wooden cupboard which has no lock! they say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. well i beg to differ. ORDing men like me, turn into hungry beasts when the fateful day of collection comes, so expect all hell to break loose when we're deprived! hell hath no fury like an IC-less ORD personnel, i say!
anyways, waiting for him to return was out of the question and im pretty sure he wudn't want to travel all the way back either. So he gave me permission to break his lock. His first smart move.
hell hath no fury like an IC-less ORD personnelUnfortunately, my unit doesn't hav a industrial metal cutter which wud hav made breakin the lock ABC. I started off with a fire extinguisher. tv makes it look real easy haha.. the locks r always rusty and can be broken with a couple of hits. I swung away for a good ten mins! ok, i didn't quick freeze the metal to make it brittle. Afterall, i was in a camp, and unauthorised use of an extinguisher is a chargeable offence. hey im a good boy. ok, so the extinguisher didn't work so i headed down to look for tools. Managed to get hold of a spanner, a screwdriver and a hammer. These r pretty able tools to break a lock. but his bloody lock is so thick and strong! (the beauty of english huh? a mere changed of a letter, say a 'L' to a 'C' , can change the whole meaning of a single line! hahaha) anyways, back to the story. Desperate times call for desperate measures. it was obvious the lock will nvr be broken with brute force. So i changed my focus to the latch. After a few swings from my trusty entinguisher, managed to weaken the metal significantly. Afterwhich, i applied my knowledge on what i believe is called, metal fatigue? haha juz tryin to sound intellectual, when infact we've all experienced it before with breaking paperclips into two by bending back and forth repeatedly. So there i was, twisting the ledge back and forth with my spanner for an eternity (ok la 3 mins?) when i finally saw a crack! the rest was academic. juz shaped the metal so i could squeeze the lock through. in tv land it takes 1 min.. in reality? 45. think i've been watching too much Alias. haha
oh ya, gettin back my ic has only reminded me of one thing. My photo looks like cock! the darn hair! my hair is oredi bad enuf.. they had to screw it up with bad printing.. sigh.. and i look so young haha.. i look ang moh too..hmmm...
anyways meeting up with bev and shirleen tmr! time for more gossip gossip gossip!!! see ya
