$5.10 for standard-issue garbage is an absolute crime against humanity. Handing over five whole dollars and ten cents just to get a plate of ice-cold, grease-soaked rice, one depressed cold chicken wing that looks like it died of sadness, and chili so weak it shouldn't even be called sambal? That’s not lunch, that’s outright daylight robbery.
Bad enough I gotta deal with the office drama queen testing my last nerve, now the food also wants to join in and disrespect me?
Drama queen chilling on leave while I inherit her entire circus for free.
Boss already trying my patience, then this lousy nasi lemak come and extra throw fire on the oil, completely ruining my post-Deepavali good vibes. Tomorrow MC confirm standard procedure purely as a silent protest for my mental health and stomach dignity!
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