Gæð a wyrd swa hio scel

吼～

杜爛，早上跑去統一證券開戶順便換領新身份證，

開完去中國信託開證券戶頭，

結果中國信託說找不到我身份證的資料，

我問櫃臺小姐真的沒辦法嗎？

她跟我說沒辦法，說金管會規定兩個工作天之內要能查到身份證的資料，

我就打去問戶政事務所，負責人跟我說他們24小時內會更新資料，

於是乎我跑回去問那個小姐（因為我長得很兇惡，

所以值班經理也來了^0^），請那個小姐打去戶政事務所的負責人那邊問，結果那個小姐給我裝死隨便問不知道誰，說要3~4天，所以他沒辦法幫我辦，

這時我的眼神已經呈現殺人狀態，我再一次的請她打去指定的分機問，

後面的值班經理就叫她問那個分機，終於得到我剛才已經得到的答案，

終於給我開戶，靠，那小姐是豬頭阿=_=

我第一次就給她分機號碼了，給我亂問是啥洨？

還是值班經理說的是人話我說的不是=_=

最後開完戶我要走了，臨走跟他拿存摺跟提款卡時我就說了：

請問你大學讀哪裡？

小姐：^0^你猜呢？（可愛音～）

我：喔～從你剛的表現看來，我覺得你連高中都沒念勒。

到底是哪找來這種人阿？

我是澳客他是澳櫃臺小姐嗎？

去你的擔擔麵竟然呼籠我，

又蠢又沒經驗，叫她打去問還裝死。

害我現在上課的心情全沒了，本來下午三點有課的

等一下六點再去學校好了～（茶）

（附帶一題，值班經理很漂亮，那個櫃臺小姐真是美貌與智慧俱無）

Dulce Et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.