Why Bosses Are Arseholes

Many people complained their bosses are arseholes. Some say they can’t stand their bosses. But you can’t run from the fact that bosses are arseholes and they are supposed to be one.

The line of fact reminds me of the story my late father objected very much when people started to call him boss. He kept on telling me until somehow or rather, it is engraved in my head and no doubt it has no truth in it whatsoever, but it explains very much why bosses are arseholes.

The Story

On one fine day the limbs and organ of human body had a meeting to discuss several matters. There were brain, eyes, nose, mouth, tongue, lungs, hands, stomach, legs and of course the arsehole. So they began the meeting with all the limbs and organ telling everybody their functions and what are their contributions to the human body.

Eyes started saying I see things and thus human are able to see, evaluate and enjoy the nature and beauty of the world and universe as a whole. The rest of the body says, yes, that’s true.

Then, the lungs says, I process the air human being breathe in and for that human being are able to have oxygen supply to the entire body. Yet again the whole body says yes, that’s true. On and on the entire body and limbs tell their functions and all of them agree that each of the limbs and organ have their own function.

Then the brain says, of all the functions, my contribution to the human body is the greatest and due to that, I will have to become the BOSS among all the limbs and organs in the human body. However, hand says, if hand refuse to follow brain’s instruction, then there nothing the brain can do. So human being are not able to grab thing or even feed themselves.

But, the legs say, “Wait a minute, I’m supposed to be the Boss among us”. He claimed, “If I don’t walk to the place human being wanted to go, then they are not able to go to the canteen or to work”. Then the lungs says, “if I don’t process the air human breathe in, then nobody can get oxygen from the air”.

Then the rest of them argued and tell the other limbs and organs their reasons why they are supposed to be the Boss until our little friend the arsehole says, “Hey, don’t forget me. If I don’t shit, nobody will be able to do things they are supposed to do”. All the human body organs and limbs laughed at arsehole. They say arsehole’s contribution not as great as theirs.

So arsehole says, “Okay then, from now on I will refuse to shit”. So days after days arsehole hold to his words and not shit. The whole body become weak, in pain so on and so forth. The worst is the stomach who came to the point until it can’t bear the bloated feeling anymore and that cause the brain to cease function because of the agony. When the brain stops working, the rest of the limbs and organs follow suit and finally the entire human body shut down because the arsehole refuse to shit.

At that moment, the brain says, “O arsehole, if you release us of this agony, we promise we make you Boss. Not any Boss but THE BOSS”, and arsehole agreed and went shitting. All the body limbs and organs went back to normal and thank arsehole. From that day on, the limbs and organs called arsehole “BOSS”.

The End

Moral of the Story

1) Bosses are arseholes; and

2) They are full of shit.

p/s.

Dear Staff,

Please refrain from calling me BOSS.

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Of Young Dato’s.

 

I stumbled upon a blog of a ex-serviceman, a Nuri pilot to be accurate who serves during emergency period. One of his post really got me in the head because from the post, I gather that some of those who serves the country did not even get proper recognition what more award (read monetary contributions/allowance) from the government although they give their lives for the country fighting the communist insurgency. Some lost their limbs and other lost their lives.

 

But having said that, we see more and more young Dato/Datuk running around here and there. What I am about to say here is not in any way being disrespectful to the Sultans/Rulers etc but once these young cikus being conferred datukships we wonder what contribution they give the country or at least he people? Like the datukships can be “arranged” when you are related to some people etc.

 

The latest young Dato’ I came across is the lawyer who is the main suspect in Sosilawati’s case and kid you not, came across many young lawyer Dato’ nowadays. They are not even 40 and they get the title which to me, they are not entitled to. Thus my question, “Beli ka?”.

 

Of course some justifications are forwarded that they are people who gives back to the people yadda yadda… but I don’t think compared to those who offered their limbs and lives, they deserve it. Can you imagine 27 year old Dato’? There are so many of them running around now. But when asked, most of them belong to certain quarter or connected to some quarters. Sadly, those who really deserve the honour failed to be honoured. Make you wonder, whether the rulers know who to give to or not but we all know before the ruler confer the title to a person, the list of candidates are vetted by the non-rulers (pegawai kerajaan most of them). So that’s why I’m saying I am not disrespectful to the rulers, Sultan etc but it keep me wondering until now.

 

Of Value of History.

 

I humbly think that the armed forces and the government should give and pay the dues to the servicemen first rather than these young guns and somebody should compile their stories and Filem Negara Malaysia should start having more ventures with Discovery Channel or NatGeo to educate the young on the value of the history so that they value the country more.

 

Failure to do that will result to what we have today. Yes, I don’t fly the Jalur Gemilang comes the merdeka celebration month but I am no less patriotic for that matter. I may appreciate more because I value the history of our country and I value those who sacrifice for our country.

 

But I guess, to the government, supporting Akademi Fantasia is more important than collaborating NatGeo. So, don’t blame the young when they value our independence less. My father in law, who was a history professor once told me, the budget given for historical research was way lesser compared to kebudayaan events.

 

So, history was left far-far behind and of course there are more and more Akademi Fantasia like shows on TV and to me the shows serve no purpose in Nation and Character building. No need to send young kids to BTN courses to make them love and appreciate their country. I know I love my country even I don’t go to any of the BTN courses which my brother went every semester I think.

 

So we can see where the priority is. Happy and less memory from our past. But don’t you think by educating our past to the young generation will make them more appreciative of what they have now? Recently during the merdeka period, I watched VAT69 (if you watch Band of Brothers this is a whisky brand and to prove it, please google), Emergency and some other documentaries on History Channel and Nat Geo and they were very informative and those involved are able to tell you their side of the story. How hard they toil to keep the country’s independence.

 

So let us do more and I urge the government to play greater role in educating and telling our young the struggle and the history. Our history good or bad. Let us treasure our most valuable assets (not only war time buildings) but also the stories. His and Her story*.

 

*Borrowed from Mr D’s class (School of Life starring Ryan Reynolds)

 

 

 

 

After a long absence

I know the last time I actually posted something here was earlier this year. In March to be precise. Since then, a lot of things had happened. For instance, the Hj Yahya clan has additional 5 members being Cucu Ndak (2), my newborn (who is actually going to be 5 month old tomorrow) and Memi’s cucu. I think there’s at least one more coming before the year end. Yes we being the very “productive” lots. Now is the month of Ramadhan and in couple of days time, we will be embracing Syawal and a lot of plans actually flew around ie. where to Raya etc.

 

But I am very happy to be able to be connected to my school mates after almost 20 years I left school. We plan to have a gathering and hopefully most of them are able to make it. Yes it is nearly 20 years since we left school and a lot of things had happen as well since then. Just wish to be able to sit with them and talk about old times.