A BULLET WITH MY NAME ON IT
Twice now. Twice that a gun has gone off while I was nearby.
The first incident happened as I was waiting for my flight back from Boracay. I stepped out of the airport for a smoke. I was standing by the exit which was right beside the place where the guards check your ticket and ID before entering. After some puffs, I decided to sit my ass down on a nearby row of seats. Good thing I did because a few minutes later, as another passenger was checking in his firearm with the guard, the gun went off and the bullet hit the place I had been standing in just a few minutes earlier.
Fast forward to a week later, I was heading back upstairs from a smoking break and just re-entered the building. I walked through the back entrance and saw a delivery man chatting it up with the building security. He seemed to be pretty chummy with them I remember thinking. As I turned the corner towards the elevators, a shot rang out and the sound just reverberated throughout the entire ground floor. I went running into a nearby elevator whose doors just opened. It seems that while the messenger was checking in his piece with the guards, it went off and struck the marble floor and ricocheted.
God must not want me to smoke.
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Anyway, onto more pressing things, we are in need of Art Directors here in 141. Senior/ACD level. If you guys know anyone, could you ask your friends to send their resume over to jay.tan@141worldwide.com? Thanks!
The first incident happened as I was waiting for my flight back from Boracay. I stepped out of the airport for a smoke. I was standing by the exit which was right beside the place where the guards check your ticket and ID before entering. After some puffs, I decided to sit my ass down on a nearby row of seats. Good thing I did because a few minutes later, as another passenger was checking in his firearm with the guard, the gun went off and the bullet hit the place I had been standing in just a few minutes earlier.
Fast forward to a week later, I was heading back upstairs from a smoking break and just re-entered the building. I walked through the back entrance and saw a delivery man chatting it up with the building security. He seemed to be pretty chummy with them I remember thinking. As I turned the corner towards the elevators, a shot rang out and the sound just reverberated throughout the entire ground floor. I went running into a nearby elevator whose doors just opened. It seems that while the messenger was checking in his piece with the guards, it went off and struck the marble floor and ricocheted.
God must not want me to smoke.
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Anyway, onto more pressing things, we are in need of Art Directors here in 141. Senior/ACD level. If you guys know anyone, could you ask your friends to send their resume over to jay.tan@141worldwide.com? Thanks!
Hey, aren't you going to change your template?
And yeah, no smokes for you, fat-boy! ;-)
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banzai cat |
8:58 PM