I still remember the names of these dickheads, but I won’t name them in full so as not to stoop to their level of low. Their surnames are Ong, Wong and Han. The first made me board a seaboat with combat boots simply because he was too lazy to go down to the sea centre himself. I could have drowned and died if I fell into the water on hindsight. The latter two enjoy ordering newbies to clean up after their meals; fold blankets for them; among other insulting tasks that rendered them handicaps in my view. If the three of you are reading this, shame on you. I always regretted not telling them these in their faces before they ORD-ed. They were shiny examples of what I vowed not to become when I became a lao jiao myself (and I didn’t).