Yesterday, my daily job (usually sitting my big butts here, on my so not comfy chair in the office) had changed to be a traveler for the day. I journeyed from East to West and North to South, not mentioning my journey back home, and my home is located exactly in the middle of the city. The day started with counting every single pennies that I had...then starting to count my employees' salaries (oh I do hate it...2 of my employees are totally pain in the neck) then chasing Mr. Adri to get the BPKB back (my dad was so mad the previous night 'cos I handed him the BPKB before he paid the whole sum which was quite reasonable for him to do so since I had not provided him with the authentic faktur, he only received the copy of it but ya know my dad, he will never tolerate with things he doesn't like even though that's the wisest thing you can do...talk about some ego). I met Mr Adri in the parking lot of Bumi Mandiri...I was quite lucky. So we signed the papers and so on over there and he gave me back the BPKB *Phewwwww*. From there, I went to Mr. Budi's house to get his car for physical check. To make the day seemed to be like in hell, the weather was not coorperating, bloody hot! From Kawung area, me and my chauffeur drove to Kenjeran, nearby Suramadu...it's like the end of Surabaya...so far away....over there, I got to wait inside the car 'cos it's dusty and my left eye has not recovered completely. I waited for nearly an hour and felt like I was inside the oven...around 12.30 I arrived @ Mr.Budi's place and then I rang another customer of mine whom was shouting at me the previous day about his STNK. When I informed him that his STNK was already available to be picked up and he had to pay some amount of money, he said to me that he could only pay it in the next couple of days...bloody hell...what's the point then he shouted at me and demanded it to be done as soon as possible whilst he couldn't pay for it straight away? Some people...