Pimply story

Before you read, please know that this is a story of a man and my pimples.

I have tried so hard (and still am battling) to eliminates my pimples through taking medication, topical creams and natural remedies. Nowadays I don't have as much pimples, but during menstrual macam ni, one or two will definitely break out.

Background info:

My cubicle at work is second from the last row. Behind my cubicle is the most eccentric man in our office, Mr. B. He is a not-so-tall man, large in the middle area, age 48, acne-scarred dark skin, has very unpleasant manners towards some people he thinks he can bully, disobeying orders from authorities at work and so on. Mr. B joined this office about 5months ago. He is overly friendly in the most displeasing way you could ever think of. He mencarut-carut loudly in the office once after receiving an assignment from his head of department. He took off for weeks without permission, he comes to work at 9am instead of 8am, he goes to his illegal minum pagi and lunch for hours and just comes back to the office to sleep and to clock out. (please remember, he is quite new to the office)

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Pimpling the pimple story:

Mr. B was walking towards his cubicle, which is behind my cube, then after passing by my cube for a few feet, he 'gostan' (English: go astern) to my cubicle and stared at my face intensely. I was a bit disturbed from my reading then looked up at him. Then he said,

"yiiii ape pasal muka banyak pimple ni? merah-merah tu"

I felt like slapping his face as an immediate reaction, but I thought twice and decided to laugh it off.

"hahaha, dah nak ada pimple nak buat camne kan?"

I thought that was it, but...

"tak taruk ubat ke? macam takde buat apa-apa pon kat pimple tu"

and that was the time I feel like screaming my bloody intestines out onto his face.

"MR. B, WITH DUE RESPECT, PERUT BUNCIT YOU TU, YOU TAK MINUM TEA DETOX KE APA-APA KE? TU KAWAH-KAWAH BEKAS ACNE KAT MUKA YOU TU, TAK PAKAI BIO-OIL KE? "

I screamed at him.

In my heart.

Shit.