Depression...
My operation manager, Arman, told me to help him by covering at a new workplace, a japanese restaurant named Saboten. I tried to help you, but when I requested to come back to my outlet, you sounds reluctant to help me. Who do you think you are? I'm just a part-timer. I decide when I work and where I work. You jolly well get this into your thick head that if I ever get nasty, it's not going to be nice. You better transfer me back before something happens....
[Another Person]
What's the matter with you? Everytime when I message you, you sleep. You called that being always there for me? Just imagine that at your lowest point of time, I'm away from you. How do you feel? Please, be considerate.
If things carries on to be like this, I guess the best way for me is to resign and just lead my life alone. No point all these just carry on and on.
With regards,
Alvin
