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Call me a prick, but I know I’ll be an ass when it comes to the spelling of the vocal artform.

Was telling a friend over FaceBook that “a cappella” meant in the style of the chapel, and “acapella” (or whatever common “alternative spelling” and misspelling used) meant in the way/style of goats.

Thank God for Google/Penthius (if you’re a Ghost Whisperer fan) for the purpose of education and for willing heart(s).

Both are Italian terms!

So now, I can’t imagine if anyone were to tell you that you’re singing “acapella” – because I’d be laughing my head off imagining someone bleating in harmony.

Alright, moving on.

The week was generally fine – minimum hiccups and I doubt the bosses care anymore about what we do, as long as the work is done and we all get to go home safely.

But of course, these people never consider the psychological damages dealt at one sleight of a hand beneath the public eyes.

As read from my Twitter (are you following me?) and some of the peeps would have known that the Dinosaur drove one of our equipment into a shutter pillar.

No big deal, until you consider that those things come under annual scrutiny. People on lower management (e.g. the regulars on a lower scale) or people who think they’re the ultimate big shot (like that Lubricant – no other way to nick him) since the real deal are training in the USA – they either close both eyes or open a third eye even over such things when the audits come.

There’s a myraid of personalities within these junior batch of technicians I work with – Dinosaur (CCL’s schoolmate apparently), the Lazy Blackmuffin, Taiwanese (no offense to Taiwaneses out there), “God”, Gambit, GayLawd – these are some of them only. Not forgetting Mr-Gay-Wannabe and the new 3rd Peg Owner.

Obviously I don’t really like to work with them. Every day, before I start work, I pray that none of these freaks of nature will play up to their antics.

Dinosaur hog tools, and at times, humps inanimate objects like tyres. And he has a tendency to have an overly-bloated ego. And I believe he hump bosses too – since they seem to often overlook his mistakes.

(Since Fanella likes to break into points and exclaimations and either I, or others have a bloated ego, I publicly decree that ahe has no right to say that anyone has a bloated ego unless she has met the Dinosaur.)

The new “God” of the batch is this HCI guy who doesn’t do any garage work and claim that paperwork is overly exhausting on his mental capacity – can anyone believe in that shit?

What more, if it interests him – he’ll get the job and then asks for off. If you’re God, why don’t you declare your own off?

Even I don’t claim to be god – people conferr it to me!!

Anyway, enough bitching about them. These two are screwed enough anyway.

And I should be enjoying time away from them as I go for field training forthe next 2 weeks.