Thursday, June 26, 2008 9:34 PM
what a crazy heck of a day; Dwaking up for work was absolutely horrible. i couldnt even lift up my head from my pillow and the cold winter mornings just makes me want to snuggle back under the covers. mum had to call me up three times before i could crawl out of bed.
work starts early at 8.30 am finishing at4pm on this busy thursday morning. with only the two of us in the store- and people getting up early for work and their coffees, there was a never-ending line right at the counter. everyone else was at the other store, and poor amy couldnt keep up with the orders and i had to do, 1 and a half of a person's work.
i am so glad that i didnt had any difficult customers to serve that morning. even my patience was wearing thin as i did one order after another, and yet not one single strand of hair on their head stood. they werent angry or upset about waiting but the guilt and consience was feeding in, and i was about to break down- not having been able to keep up till the rest came back.
when the peak hour had passed and the number of customers died down, did i have a break from work- that just means that i managed to get a drink for my hoarse throat. we did a little bitching around since we hadnt caught up on gossip with each other and sthe weirdest thing was, i got to hear both sides of the story from each respective party. when it wasnt safe to bitch anymore with others around, we got on to real business; man-hunting.
there was this really cute guy walking past with a trolley - im thinking around 15-16 years old. but he was awfully hot with his jumper on and we were both crushing so badly, i think we kinda said it loud enough for him to overhear our stupid antics 'omg, i think he's so cute!', that he turned around just as we ducked behind the counter. phew, close.
a second time i did that was when a group of hot taiwanese guys walked past and it was mutual. we both looked, but i ducked right after realising i was watched. omg, it was so embarrassing. when i stood back up, that guy was still checking out and i ducked, this time behind a friend.
they mopped the floors today. i slipped a couple of times when i ran and split in between, ooh it hurts so badly- i know i dont have the extra middle organ stucked in between, but i think i kinda know how being slammed in the balls feels. i slipped a third and fell on my bottom, and the impact was so loud that it caused a commotion with everyone outside of the shop, thank goodness, mark was there to pick me up if not i wouldnt know how i would.
this weekend wouldnt be so boring since we just borrowed like 6 dvd's to watch over the weekend, other than the work shifts and trainings i have scheduled for this weekend. one show for every single day and a rest for sunday, to comemorate sabbath day. work would be busy for the next few weeks or so, as i've just been accepted at subway, so there comes the extra cash flow i've been talking about to fund my crazy shopping sprees.
i got really mood-off just then before dinner, not so much that i lost my appetite, i was starving so i had to ate and decided not to say a word or so, because i know im good at starting out arguments and i really dont need one then. mum made fun of me, she teased the way i used the word 'like' so often in every few of my sentences. 'like that', 'and like', 'so like'. i brushed it away, half heartedly joking that she wouldnt want me to use 'then hor', 'after hor', 'so hor'.
but i was hurt, and i didnt have anyone to tell. so i gulped my pride in, took my dinner and walked away, defeated. i guess i didnt have anything else to tell mum of my day today and maybe not of tommorrow. if there was anyone who would loved to hear my stories and not make fun of me, it would be my blog- you never talk, and that's why i love you.
