sweet revenge
Today, Kermit organized a trip to a local R&D (Research & Development) lab to learn about some technology shit. There were 12 participants in total - Rob included.
Our host was a middle aged Malay chap, who seemed to be quite knowledgeable about the things he do. He’d walk us through the premise with detailed elaboration. It was an eye opener for most of us. Except Rob. Rob the motherfucker, saw it as an opportunity for him to get some attention…
As usual and expected, he would ask a lot of stupid questions (to the host). I don’t know why he always does that. Maybe he thought that by asking a lot of questions, people would think highly of him or something like that. But they always don’t. Instead, it is more like a reassurance (again and again) that he’s a real dimwit. Somebody that has the intelligence of a retard, but somehow, was able to control his movements like any normal person.
But today, I had enough of his antiques. Couldn’t stand that dipshit no more and decided to mock him. The opportunity came when we were all packed into the same elevator, and all of us heard Rob asking more obtuse questions:
“So Mr Fauzy … you’re from USM?” *USM=University of Science Malaysia
“Yes. I’m from USM” Fauzy the host, clearly wasn’t very comfortable with Rob.
“That’s great… I was from USM too. So, you studied mechanical there?”
“No. I majored in [some chemical shits which I do not remember]” Fauzy was trying to keep it short.
“Oh, interesting. I studied Minerals…” Rob responded. He said that with a smug on his face, as if that was the most important thing he ever achieved in his life, besides not being a biological retard.
That was when, I decided to add something to it. I uttered softly, but loud enough for everyone in the cramped elevator to hear, “Mineral water… he studied mineral water… by looking at them”. My remarks triggered simultaneous sniggers inside the elevator.
Rob attempted to redeem his image by correcting me - “No, no, not mineral water… it’s…” He could not even finish that last sentence… because everyone of us were too busy laughing at his ass. Some shed tears… and some were seen banging their heads against the wall. I made him looked like a kid who had shit in his pants that day and he kinda slowed down in firing his questions to the host.
All I can say is, ahhhh… what a sweet revenge. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect… as he will be leaving us next week. I would have gotten anymore chance after that. And he won’t be able to do anything about it now… but to live with this humiliation for as long as he can remember.