72 Hours Love Affair

Currently playing:
"Why Can't I?" by Liz Phair


Disclaimer:
I don't want to talk about him,
but I need it as a therapy.


A couple of months ago,
I received an email from a stranger,
let's call him Weegee.

T's the email:

Hi!
I just wanna ask if you're on the same department or from the service?
You completed my transaction and I got the bonus.
I just wanna thank you for that.

I replied:

Hi,
I'm from the VIP dept.
I might've completed it last month.
But NP,
it's part of our job.
You're welcome!
(",)

Well,
it was just one of those ordinary emails that I get almost everyday in the office.

Three days after,
I received another email from him:

Hi!
So you're from VIP?
Wow,
it's an honor...
how long have you been working here?

Another agent trying to be friendly.
I just didn't know that the PETEBulls are also famous in their department.
Or should I say,
I have gone that far reaching the right wing.
Haha!

I got curious and it was the only time that I asked "A" to send his mugshot from the database.
And here he is.

Click! Click! Click!




(To be uploaded)