16th Aug 2018: Zaim Destroying My Stationery

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The kind of love I have for stationery is comparable to an average person's love for their passion. While I am not a hardcore collector of stationery like I used to, I still value each and ever single stationery I own. From even an eraser to notebooks.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who hates it when people uses the eraser at the back of the mechanical pencil, when people don't cap back their pens after use, when people uses a marker to draw along the side of a plastic ruler and leave the ink stain there.

Yes, I'm super particular about my stationery. Which is why I dislike it when people borrow them. I would much rather share my food and drinks than to share my stationery.

The last time Z borrows my mechanical pencil. He used the brand new eraser at the back of it. The last time Z borrowed my ruler, he drew along the side of it with a blue marker without cleaning the fucking stain off. And today, he triggered me once again.

We went to a caterer the other day and she passed us the copy of her proposed menu. Because I didn't carry along any notebook with me, I took down notes black space on the menu. Today, Z wanted to scan the menu so that he can have a soft copy.

Instead of of using ONE piece of paper to cover up the notes, he decided to borrow my correction tape to TAPE AWAY the lines and lines of important notes I made on the menu. Zzz.

1. This is suck a fucking waste of tape.

2. It could have been simpler if he just covered that part with ONE single piece of paper. Or open with Word Document and crop away the unwanted part? SAVE THE EARTH HELLO?

3. He didn't even asked if I already transferred the notes somewhere else.

At this moment, I'm just appalled at how dumb he can be. I am taking home with me, all the stationery I brought with me. Lol. No one shall fucking touch my stationery anymore.

It's like. I'm trying to not get pissed off but Z just never failed to trigger me. Not the whole menu look so fucking unsightly.

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