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I am not sure why it happened and I also do not want to know why my body gave up out of the blue.
I am still alive now and I guess that's the most important. No point wasting more money on an untreatable disease that will never go away.
I am told that I blackout-ed for a few minutes, according to my boss.
I was in her office room and we were discussing the fucking unending godfucksaken client's project, that nobody in management team wants to be involved in (except for my dumbfuck boss who sank herself into it).
She sat behind her desk and I was standing opposite of her, explaining some updated project details on the glass board with an erasable marker.
She was irritating me with stupid questions: why like this? why like that? why cannot do like this and that? And what is this and that and so forth.
You know, the usual no brainer questions that bosses asked, which shamefully reflected on their lack of competence on operational matters.
Then all of a sudden, without warning, my heart started racing. My vision was instantaneously blurred and her voice seemed fading. I could also feel myself sweating and turning cold.
Everything went black!
When I woke up, the first thing I was aware of was I found myself in a half lying seated position, on my lady boss's office sofa.
Next was the extremely smelly stench of Tiger balm oil (or some other brand? I saw a green and white label on the bottle).
The oil was piercing and burning my nostrils, temple, side of my neck behind my ears, and the upper chest of my half unbuttoned shirt.
I felt my boss's soft, silky and warming right hand on my face. It felt really comforting. I mean, I really sensed the real care and concern, as opposed to those doctor or nurse fake type.
From her worried look, my half opened eyes could sense her genuine concern for me. I wanted to hug and kiss her, but at that point of time, my body felt really very weak. I could barely raised my arm (then).
I want to admit that I had a glance at her nice silky white breasts half covered by her lacy white bra.
I swear I am NOT a pervert.
But at that angle that she was bending down (towards me), I had really no choice but to have a good glance at her tantalising breasts. It's a compliment to her, not an insult.
Well, she then smashed my salivating fantasy by asking another colleague to call 995.
It woke me up to my senses and I mumbled, "Please Don't", simply because I did not want to be warded in hospital for observation. Also, I would end up in a different hospital from that of my cardiologist, and it would be a damn hassle trying to switch hospital.
Then, I noticed another colleague in the room. He's the corrupted China colleague, whom I talked about previously in my other posts.
I asked my lady boss what happened.
She said I collapsed while doodling on the glass board whilst explaining some project details.
She added that she was horrified and screamed. The corrupted China colleague heard her screams and immediately rushed into her room. They then propped me up, and brought me onto the sofa.
I asked her how long did I black out. She said about less than 3 minutes.
Apparently, another aged female colleague had a bottle of stenchy Tiger balm oil(? or was it Axe?), and my boss was applying furiously on me.
I guessed as much because she was the first one I saw and felt, when I was awakened by the horrible smelly oil stench.
But then again, the stenchy bottle of oil did help me to regain my consciousness, so I shouldn't complain how I now smell like a fucking bloody useless Kopitiam uncle.
I am safely home now.
My boss had asked me if I wanted to go to cardiologist clinic for an urgent consultation.
I said No.
I said I wanted to go home and take my medication which I had forgotten to take this morning, when I rushed out of my home to office,because I late for the client's meeting.
She immediately gave me the fucking KNN rolled eye white look. You know, the type of the crude hokkien language "SBDL" look.
But still, she had the heart to send me home in her car a while ago. She gave me a hug and told me to rest well for the rest of the day. She said she will take care of the project with the troublesome fucking godfucksaken northern barbaric clients on my behalf.
Really nice and sweet of her. I am beginning to like (or fall in love with???) her a lot.
I guess it's true when they say some dominant strong willed lady also has a soft and good heart.
I think she's like water.
Soft enough to caress the shores of my heart with gentle and soothing waves, but probably also strong enough to drown me, with a tsunami force if I betray her trust (or love?).
I am still alive now and I guess that's the most important. No point wasting more money on an untreatable disease that will never go away.
I am told that I blackout-ed for a few minutes, according to my boss.
I was in her office room and we were discussing the fucking unending godfucksaken client's project, that nobody in management team wants to be involved in (except for my dumbfuck boss who sank herself into it).
She sat behind her desk and I was standing opposite of her, explaining some updated project details on the glass board with an erasable marker.
She was irritating me with stupid questions: why like this? why like that? why cannot do like this and that? And what is this and that and so forth.
You know, the usual no brainer questions that bosses asked, which shamefully reflected on their lack of competence on operational matters.
Then all of a sudden, without warning, my heart started racing. My vision was instantaneously blurred and her voice seemed fading. I could also feel myself sweating and turning cold.
Everything went black!
When I woke up, the first thing I was aware of was I found myself in a half lying seated position, on my lady boss's office sofa.
Next was the extremely smelly stench of Tiger balm oil (or some other brand? I saw a green and white label on the bottle).
The oil was piercing and burning my nostrils, temple, side of my neck behind my ears, and the upper chest of my half unbuttoned shirt.
I felt my boss's soft, silky and warming right hand on my face. It felt really comforting. I mean, I really sensed the real care and concern, as opposed to those doctor or nurse fake type.
From her worried look, my half opened eyes could sense her genuine concern for me. I wanted to hug and kiss her, but at that point of time, my body felt really very weak. I could barely raised my arm (then).
I want to admit that I had a glance at her nice silky white breasts half covered by her lacy white bra.
I swear I am NOT a pervert.
But at that angle that she was bending down (towards me), I had really no choice but to have a good glance at her tantalising breasts. It's a compliment to her, not an insult.
Well, she then smashed my salivating fantasy by asking another colleague to call 995.
It woke me up to my senses and I mumbled, "Please Don't", simply because I did not want to be warded in hospital for observation. Also, I would end up in a different hospital from that of my cardiologist, and it would be a damn hassle trying to switch hospital.
Then, I noticed another colleague in the room. He's the corrupted China colleague, whom I talked about previously in my other posts.
I asked my lady boss what happened.
She said I collapsed while doodling on the glass board whilst explaining some project details.
She added that she was horrified and screamed. The corrupted China colleague heard her screams and immediately rushed into her room. They then propped me up, and brought me onto the sofa.
I asked her how long did I black out. She said about less than 3 minutes.
Apparently, another aged female colleague had a bottle of stenchy Tiger balm oil(? or was it Axe?), and my boss was applying furiously on me.
I guessed as much because she was the first one I saw and felt, when I was awakened by the horrible smelly oil stench.
But then again, the stenchy bottle of oil did help me to regain my consciousness, so I shouldn't complain how I now smell like a fucking bloody useless Kopitiam uncle.
I am safely home now.
My boss had asked me if I wanted to go to cardiologist clinic for an urgent consultation.
I said No.
I said I wanted to go home and take my medication which I had forgotten to take this morning, when I rushed out of my home to office,because I late for the client's meeting.
She immediately gave me the fucking KNN rolled eye white look. You know, the type of the crude hokkien language "SBDL" look.
But still, she had the heart to send me home in her car a while ago. She gave me a hug and told me to rest well for the rest of the day. She said she will take care of the project with the troublesome fucking godfucksaken northern barbaric clients on my behalf.
Really nice and sweet of her. I am beginning to like (or fall in love with???) her a lot.
I guess it's true when they say some dominant strong willed lady also has a soft and good heart.
I think she's like water.
Soft enough to caress the shores of my heart with gentle and soothing waves, but probably also strong enough to drown me, with a tsunami force if I betray her trust (or love?).
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