If you ever sometimes sit down and wonder where the fuck all your time went, you're not alone. I have spent the majority of 2015 with my eyes all glazed over and my jaw hanging slackly as I leave my phone on speaker mode, waiting for the goddamn robotic bitch voice to tell me to "please key in your 16-digit credit card number followed by the hash key please key in your 7-digit NRIC followed by the hash key please press * to repeat the menu options please press 3 for credit card fee waiver please press my stupid small untouched raisin-looking clit so that I can loosen up and serve you better" so that I can proceed with whatever service I need.
5 years ago when I stopped being just a kid and started taking on grownup economic responsibilities, I signed up for some credit cards since "no membership ......