Bwahahahah!!!

After Insular life got a face lift. The building owners are attempting to give it an infernal...I mean, an internal liposuction. However, they have somehow become oblivious to the fact that most of the floors are being occupied by call centers who employ evil trainers.

They've just put new linoleum tiles last month but something went amiss and therefore needed to be checked and redone. They've went around all the floors, writing B's and C's on the floor. It was like a pirated Da Vinci code, everyone was hitting thier heads on the walls trying to figure out what they meant.

We found out.

Cruk - as in there's a fracture within the entire constitution of that poor linoleum tile.

To add insult to injury. Some evil trainer (not me, I swear!) wrote on it. Parang banyo ito!