Doughnut

Back to work. 9.30am, wake up. 10am, wait for bus and board the bus. 10.30am, reach TM. 10.45am, go into shop and do all those computer stuff. 11am, open shop. And the day starts.

Other then folding clothes, I don't remember doing anything else. I folded every single piece of clothing that is not up on the hanger. So I spent the whole day folding clothes and thinking about how disgusting my supervisor is. Haha. Mind you, she and i are the only ones in the shop. Yeah. When they are no customers, I hid in the store room and slacked and smsed. Wah, SHIOK. =)

Yay! Time to knock off. Just when I was pulling down the shutters, one woman shouted "Wait!" and she rushed in. She was here to collect her turtleneck knitwear but found a knot(which wasn't obvious at all) unsastifactory, so she went off and we had to transfer another piece here again. Sigh. Got to call up ALL the outlets again tomorrow morning. Thanks to me running about to get the shutters down as the clock hit 9.30pm, there were no excessive delays. Phew.

I went to pick up a chocolate doughnut at Breadtalk before venturing out to the bus stop. Near Esprit, I looked up from my gorgeous doughnut and guess who i saw! BRYAN, the Star Idol champion! (Yeah, and i saw host Bryan Wong recording a show at Compass Point too.) He was coming straight on towards me. Anyway, he was trying to act like he was an ordinary folk and that nobody knew who he was. WAHAHA. But you couldn't escape from my sharp eyesight. He was tall, and had his hair dyed brown with golden highlights. So NOT creative! I think he came late at night in the hope that no one will recognise him. BUT I did ! Haha. I wasn't exactly shocked or what to see him right in front of me, but, yeah, I was shocked, er what am I writing? I think I meant surprised. I was like "Oh, Bryan, who won the Star Idol contest and currently portraying a sissy in the 9pm show". I didn't even look back to steal one more glance at him. I went back to my ever-so-gorgeous-but-with-chunks-chomped-off doughnut immediately. Hey boy, you would need more than this to get my full attention. Like, reincarnate into Johnny Depp, or better still, Avril Lavigne. Haha. That will do. It was around 9.40pm then.

I was talking on the phone when I saw my bus. I ran for it and hopped on. There was this guy in his twenties seated there, his legs OPENED UP like, what, hell? Haha. He was listening to his mp3 player or something. I sat beside him, expecting him to close up and sit properly. Well damn he didn't! Sigh. Why are there this kind of people in the world? Then somehow he was talking on the phone. It wasn't very loud, but loud enough for half of the bus to hear. I could hear him through my mp3 player. And mind you, his legs are still opened. Ok. I am exaggerating. But his legs are occupying so much space that i couldn't have a comfortable amount of space to myself. We were seated at what I would call the 'family cabin' - four seats, two oppostite the other two. Get what i mean? That guy was seated inside and his legs reached across the opposite seat such that there was no space left between the two opposing seats. Anyway, an auntie got on and sat opposite me. We all had no space because of this asshole.

Which reminds me. There was once when i sat beside a lunatic. I really was forced to because there was no seats left. (I learnt the hard way-swaying to the beat of the brakes-that it's always better to find a seat.) The man was like ki dang-ing(if you know what i mean) or simply possesed or something. I glanced at him and he had a very frustrated look on his face. He was wearing some sort of CWP uniform. He occupied two-thirds of the two-seater. He was shaking his leg, legs wide opened like, well, hell. Haha. Seriously. Then he had a piece of paper curled up in his hands. Throughout the journey he made low grunts and shook his leg and fumbled with his paper. I wondered if he was sacked or something to be so disoriented. As you know, i have a wild imagination. I thought if he would suddenly stand up and bash me up for taking his seat(s) or ask his gang to whack me. That would be cool. Sigh. Nothing interesting happened, though. Haha. So, you are right- this whole paragraph is crap. Sorry for wasting your time. =)

That's all then. See ya. => Gotta open shop tomorrow. But I will end at 4.30pm! Yay!