It was Wednesday, early in the morning, at the office.
Me : Can I borrow a car for tonight. I have to accompany our PD for an interview.
Tohari : Just fill in this form and write the time you'll depart and whether you need a driver or not.
Me : OK. (I filled the form with a red-inked pen)
Tohari : stared at the form and mumbled.
Later that day, wednesday lunch time.
ARD : Why did you do that to Tohari?
Me : What did I do?
ARD : Tohari told me that you filled in the form with red ink.
Me : Ya, I did. What's wrong with that?
ARD : You mustn't do that again next time. Don't you know, writing with red-ink is impolite?
It's a sign of mocking. Mr. Tohari didn't like you writing with red ink. He said, next time
you do it again, he'll just ignore you.
Me : I never knew that writing with red-ink such a big problem. Never heard of it. I didn't
mean to be impolite or to mock anyone. I used to write with red ink to my boss, as I give
him some notes on his letters or proposals. He takes it easy. Never complain.
ARD : Then, he doesn't know that red ink is impolite. For you, don't you ever do that again.
Me : chuckled in disgust and rolled my eyes.
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