Now that's a lot of ‘ist’s.

These people, of various posts and positions, will not only look down at you because of the colour of your skin or the lacking of fluency in their mother-tongue, but they also tend to judge your ability of handling your own work. Questioning your skills and knowledge in what you do. And you might feel small and swear profusely in your brain. I did.

But then again I’m the kind who gathers myself quickly and fights back if I know I’m right. I’m the kind who questions back what they know in stuff I do. And sometimes I went all silent, stare at them, and said “Yeah.” A statement rather than an answer. And I walk away.

Because I shit glitters and fart rainbows. They don't.