I  got a phone call tonight. It has a problem, another serious problem. Mr. King and his instructor use two x-rays as a bargaining chip to say something bad to offend my company. And I've sent them to King's instructor. TOO BAD. Unfortunately, they got the x-rays because I sent them to THEM. But I don't regret it. Before sending them, I've asked my boss and he said, "OK, if you've recorded them, sent to the doctor." SO, I did it. I exactly DID it. OK, that's fine. If you want to quit me for this event, that's fine. Fine, do anything you like, because I don't want to stay there neither. I feel this company has been worse and worse. And I don't get any clue to know there's a little hope in there. Something may trouble me is that I have to find another new job at once. Yes, I must be.