Today was the day me my bro and mom went to Funan to check out the computers and collect our old pc from the repair shop. It's also the day I realise my entire 50gigs of anime have been completely wiped out. On the day we left our com at the shop, all of us each wrote down the files and folders we didn't want erased. And as I scrolled down the measly list of what was kept (aka what's left in the hard drive) I just knew it wasn't there. Much displeased I asked what had happened and the store keeper fumbled to say a whole lot of things relating to how it wasn't his fault. Do I even care whose bloody fault it is? Where is MY COLLECTION? The size of what was left only amounted to a mere 3gigs. My mom said so what do you want to do now? Leave it here and collect it next week? Ha! Like it even matters right. They wiped out everything already. EVERYTHING! What's there to wait about. Take it home now lah. There's NOTHING we can do about it right. Anyway, to make it seem like he did care, the storekeeper rang the guy who did the damage and asked for the specifics. Turns out MY folder was corrupted or something insane to that extent and he couldn't save it. So instead he decided to wipe out absolutely everything without telling us anything at all. Thanks. Thanks for a great job done. IF YOU COULDN'T BLOODY HAVE DONE IT THEN SAY SO YOU INCOMPETANT FOOL. Ugh. I was more disgusted than angry at that time. I didn't want to say anything anymore. To be annoying my mom started making unnecessary comments and the storekeeper tried offering some unneeded consolation by half-heartedly apologising which my mom actually responded to. I had to prod her out of the shop. I wasn't exactly angry or sad yknow. My mind was okay. But the mind and body are separate. They really are even though they're physically connected. My heart was feeling the pain. Felt down and really weird. What do they care. They're not the ones getting hurt in the end. Tch.