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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
She's the worst, i ever seen ;


Work, had never been as lousy as yesterday. All those fucktards having party in the store so happily and i've my gift as well, ferrero rocher.. loadsa food inside there and i had some. no break yesterday, damn that witch. she said :" i thought you already ate just now? "

Our client came down yesterday and thats where all the problems came along. I think they reprimanded that witch about the back counter which is dusty and because those fucktards VIP is coming. And i got shot by her, again. damn it. Its not my martell counter, nothing to do with martell, and its Glenlivet ; it's my counter?! i don't see other girls attending to some other counter besides their own brand and why only me?!

You know, people see our job as " woahh, working in DFS, airport man! so good!!!" But basically, its all some materialistic job. We've to doll ourself up to attract customers, and its all about cleaning everyday.

Yea, back to that witch. Yep, she shot me infront of the staffs at the counter ( not behind inside store) and Linda came to hurry me to take a pail of water for cleaning, this actually saved me from more hell noise. Tears just flowed out of anger and i just can't stop. Another stupid fucktard came along and say : "ah girl arh, just now i clean them already leh" i was like, how many pairs of eyes you have? can't you see that layer of dust? and Linda sort of have some dispute with that staff. i kept crying nonstop and Eugene took some tissue that he found and gave it to me, Linda actually said something which made me cried even more, she said " now you've mummy here to protect you this time, so you've to be smart and beware of them, if not who's gona protect you the next time?" And she helped me with all the cleaning yesterday while she abandoned her ballantine, i'm so grateful and thanked her so much. When i finished packing and cleaning, i went back to the witch to ask her to double check again, and i saw her giggling with her stupid red mouth full of lipstick eating and her crackling laughter. i felt so sick. damn her.

Sandra called this morning to check out what had happened cause josephine had told her about it and Sandra told me that the Client understands the problem and its not my fault, thus don't take it too hard. ( For a moment, i felt that finally somebody recognized the fact that i'm not in the wrong) But on the other hand, i got screwed for nothing. haha. damn it.

After Work, i found out that he's having such a nice sleep at home, haha. so i went back to meet up with my sister and had burger for supper.

BAD YESTERDAY.

18/12

Sales was bad enough and finally i waited until ten, i told Eugene " one more hour to go!" the next moment, Alvin standing behind whispering to me " i need you to go terminal 2 to stand in for awhile, because VIP is coming" So disappointed, and i took the skytrain there internally and i ran all the way there. Danielle saw me and she was elated that she grabbed me so hard. Stood there with that smile for 40 minutes and hell, those VIP seemed to be playing hide and seek. They simply kept us waiting and those staffs had their hearts hang ontop of them. hahah. And i ran all the way back to terminal 1 to leave.
On the way home, was talking on the train and when it reaches Tanah Merah, i alighted at the side which is going to BoonLay, how blur can this be. But i managed to squeeze onto the train leading to Tampines.


Movies *
Night at the Museum.
Curse of the Golden Flower
Charlotte's Web

8:34 PM
i stayed up nightsuntil the stars leave the skies.



reach my prismic soul.

Joey Wan
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VESPERIAN' i am.
i fly & shine with my mates
You'r on my heart just like a tattoo.
xoxo.


Unconditional desires.

To Tibet.


travel.


Make an Online Now Count



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Now Playing : Teardrops On My Guitar.

By : Taylor Swift.



Those words.


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