The original meaning for a person being ‘臭屁’ is something like a person who is thick-skinned. My definition is that the people stinks like 5 weeks of shit. haha… Cos after reading xy’s entry (dunno can link a not, cos later end up the VIP sees it, ha!), I began to recall the shittiest persons I’ve ever met.
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5) Inconsiderate Fucker
She’s a recent thing. She’s here to make up the numbers (I have to make it seem as though the world is full of Shitty People to make this list compelling mah). Anyways, she looks like a piece of shit also.
Short and sweet (I mean this section, not her nor the shit she represents)
4) This Armourer in Brunei
The background of Brunei is below, but just know for now that while at Brunei, we had to take over this armskote from the armourer, who was in charge of all the armskotes in the Brunei camp.
He just had a shitty attitude. But slutty is a better word. He acted like a diva, and had that condescending attitude.
“Three magazines missing? Sign.” *walks away*
His actions were very diva-ish, machiam like *some slut’s name* who is good at guns tired of checking guns everyday.
He actually made me feel like puking more than slapping him. haha!!
3) Some Unknown Spec from another company.
We were at Brunei. We were about to leave Brunei. Alpha and Bravo came back the night before, and leaving the camp the next morning. My company (Charlie) just returned that night and only needed to leave the morning after next. So, logically, the guys in the company would take their own sweet time to return their stores (We had one whole day the next day). What’s more, all the de-briefing by OCs and officers were much more important (I may sound sore, but I am really sincere about the statement lol) than returning stores.
Armskote is independent of other companies, except for the fact that armskotemen are tasked to take care of signal sets (cos they cost a BOMB, and the armskote is the most secure room in the company), which were in turn, loaned from the Brunei camp by this spec from Bravo, for the whole company.
Oh, did I say Bravo was leaving the next day?
So the Bravo spec was urging us to return the Charlie sets so he could prepare to leave. I understood him and I tried to contact everyone in the company who loaned the sets (we were in BRUNEI, so I couldn’t use hp. I had to track EVERYONE down on foot, and they happened to have briefings everywhere in that bloody mountainous camp). By 9pm, I still couldn’t get all the sets.
Did I mention that they were leaving ONLY next morning?
Anyways, that spec was a nice guy. It was his fren suck-cock buddy (SCB, happens to be one of the parameters that gave me problems in my FYP) who was being an ass.
He screamed and screamed as though he had concrete evidence I didn’t do my best to get the stuff. BUT hey, I couldn’t actually interrupt my OC’s debrief and ask to have some of his specs leave the training shed to return signal sets for ME right? Or in any case, for a spec?
I tried telling him, “I did my best, but my company is…” (I remembered VERY vividly he didn’t give me a chance to explain)
“WHO ARE YOU TO TALK TO ME THAT WAY? YOU ARE JUST AN ARMSKOTEMAN!”*
Nabeh chee bai…
“YOU KNOW I CAN KNOCK YOU DOWN AND RECOMMEND THREE EXTRAS?!”
I know, but you are only a 3SGT, and I’m a CPL. YOU can’t punish a man only ONE rank lower than you.
Whatever.
I kept my mouth shut despite him throwing his weight around (my 必杀技 in army was to victimize myself cos then the whole company would be behind me) and just nodded my head.
I knew that whatever he did to derive satisfaction, he would not be happy for long. I had my value in the company (most experienced ’store manager’, plus my colleague was new to logistics management), so if I am out of work due to one reason or another (especially at a time when everyone was dying to get out of Brunei), he will get it when he returns home.
He then decided that we return whatever we had first. So we took everything out into the yard in front of the armskote (it was nothing, just a few hundred kg worth of sets) for his fren to check through (SOP mah). By ‘yard’, it implied the ‘oldness’ of the camp, where the armskotes were fenced, so we had to carry the sets around the fence (my armskote also happened to be far from the gate) to the space in front of the signal store like 20m away. When we were done carrying everything out, he wanted us to bring everything in.
What the…
That was not the last straw. That SCB must have taken drugs at dinner.
He started scolding his platoon’s soldiers, whom he had ordered to come and help clear the store. By soldiers, I mean those chiong sua ones who can’t really be bothered with stores. Who in the world have the mood to clean stores for the whole company when they just finished 3 rounds of shit in the jungle??
Anyways, that f**ker (haha… I’m using this when the rest of this post is the word in full glory, cos by law, I am not supposed to insult these people by virtue of their army roles) just insulted one of the soldiers and even made crude remarks about the guy’s mother. By that, I don’t mean the generic KNNBCCB. The soldier was crying and saying,
“People have mother one you know?” (come to think of it, he orh bi mention his mother)
“YOUR MOTHER BIG FUCK? I CAN FUCK YOUR MOTHER PUA CHEE BAI AND YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!”
hohoho! Too bad I was only a CPL. Even if I brought the CO here, he would be too late to witness everything (there were only the soldiers, the fucker, his fren and me and my colleague).
But according to my experience, hurling insults to a hokkien peng of a lowly rank only bring about 2 consequences. 1) An officer HAPPENS to pass by, heard it, and punish that f**ker 2) the insulted soldier complains and CO punish that f**ker.
But considering that was a hokkien peng (ie, he most prob won’t have a mother so enthu to make complains), we were left with 3) that f**ker would get marked and some day kena blanket. Serious blanket, not those blanket-for-fun-cos-we-know-each-other-so-well blanket.
Since 1) and 2) didn’t happen, I was sad that I didn’t stay in the unit long enough to witness that.
Anyway, I also heard later that that f**ker was a common enemy in his company too.
lol
Sometimes knowing how to act tough is an ART.
2) Some athlete
He’s one of the shittiest person I’ve ever met, and I have NEVER known him before!!
I was doing carpark duty during 2003 NDP. And yours sincerely had the honour of guarding the driveway that only the PRESIDENT can drive through. I think NDP starts about 7pm (where you have all the National Anthem and Pledge taking stuff), and at 6.50pm, this car drives down the road and tried to take the President’s driveway pretending I was invisible (I had to guard the entrance with my life!!).
I managed to stop the car and it was a young man, wearing some red and white windbreaker, sun glasses and a shitty arrogant face. I told him that the driveway was for the President ONLY (come on, if any Tom, Dick and Harry goes into the driveway, we’ll have a serious security problem!) and that young guy (perhaps just a few years older than me) screamed:
YOU KNOW WHO I AM A NOT? I AM AN ATHLETE, I HAVE TO TAKE THE PLEDGE! WHO ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU TO STOP ME?!
This road is only for the President, I said. And I was OS: AND YOU DON’T LOOK THAT OLD, PLUMP AND DARK (sorry, but I only know the President through superficial qualities). And YES, I don’t know who you are (and 4 years on, I still do not fucking know who you are, it just goes to show how much a loser/failure you are).
YOU KNOW WHO I AM A NOT? I’M VERY IMPORTANT! THE PARADE CANNOT START WITHOUT ME! WHO ARE YOU TO STOP ME? GET YOUR OFFICER TO SEE ME!!
You see, officers don’t work on the ground, so one of the division specs came and told him:
You cannot drive in, this is for the President.
AND THAT BLOODY MOTHERFUCKER OBEDIENTLY DROVE AWAY （不要脸的家伙！）.
Whoever that guy is, I don’t think he’s all that great. After all, he has NEVER once won an Olympic medal, if not, I sure will know him one.
So much for sportsmanship. He actually made me distrust the ‘promising athletes’ we spent all the money grooming. He made me feel that all the ‘professional’ athletes were nothing but ill-bred brawn machines (IBMs). Given his attitude, he must have now either 1) kena kicked out of SSC 2) killed by ah bengs who were very du lan with his shitty attitudes.
So what if you can run faster than me or something? It was precisely cos you don’t have the brains that you end up being an athlete! This world is the way it is not cos someone could play sports better, but cos of those with the brains and improve technology! Some more you are sponging off taxpayer’s money. SHAME!!!
1) Jacky Tan
He was one of the specs when I was in X SIR (machiam no one knows like that). I think the whole army hated him. He’s the representation of the lowliest life forms on earth. I mean, his aim every book out was to fuck his girlfriend. If he didn’t get to fuck his girlfriend that weekend, he would 1) go Geylang to have a romp, if not 2) book in and fuck (metaphorically lah) the men. But it’s usually 1) rather than 2).
Actually, he was from another platoon (FYI, armskotemen belong to Platoon HQ), so logically, I couldn’t be bothered what he did to his men. I only hated him cos he made me drop 100 in front of the whole company, when what I did was just to do my job to follow the official rules set down.
Worse still, that incident demonstrated the theory of ‘regulars only helped regulars’ (that a**hole was a regular, if not, he won’t be able to find a job outside). My CSM only listened to his side of the story and ignored the fact that he ordered 1) No one should take armskote equipment at will (people used to just come, take and go) 2) NO ONE ELSE except the armskotemen to step into the armskote, the day before.
And remember no one can mete physical punishments to men only one rank lower? My CSM ignored that.
So much for being ethically upright.
That guy also liked to throw the COS keys at my armskote counter, while I was deep inside and shout, “You stand in for me.”
No, he didn’t ask if I was willing to do that, and he wasn’t busy doing official stuff. He booked out to go chiong/fuckfest and never returned till after first parade next morning. Which means, I did duty for him, while he earned all the duty points. And my OC/2IC all closed one eye, which I don’t know why.
I think army really hungry for regulars to be holding on so tight to such idiots.
I also heard that he did more unethical stuff after I ORD-ed. Like betraying his platoon specs and stealing stuff from other people. I wonder if he has died from STDs already.
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I just realized that all of the idiots I met were from the army (Come on, Inconsiderate Fucker was just to make up the numbers). oh well, HC people are learned; they don’t do shitty stuff openly. They sneak-attacks. haha… And people in uni are clever enough to know how to keep images bah. At most, people whom I had arguments with made intelligent arguments. If not, their cause was noble enough (to complete projects etc) to shut me up.
Also, the shitty person I met while I was in my 1st unit (that No 2 guy) was not from my unit. In all, my department then was quite people-orientated. My supervisor didn’t even send me to DB when I shouted at him (for whatever reason, I forgot), but waited for me to apologize (which I took 2 weeks of cold war). I think he took into account what happened to me back then bah.
Oh… so I was a shitty person too. haha!
* Disclaimer: All dialogues were based on my fuzzy memories, which only remembered the context and not the exact words. They are, therefore, not liable for court testaments lol In fact, most facts are distorted, like the No 3 guy, all I knew/remembered about him was he came from Bravo
