Sunday, 18 March 2007

Abuse

16 March 2007

This morning, I took the bus without my eZlink. (Gave it to my mother cause she's gonna to sign up for Singtel Student's Plan.) I dropped in 50 cents and told the bus uncle i was going to TM.
"Student's fare?"
"Yes"
"It's fifty-five cents"
"I thought it's forty-five cents?"
"Yah, fifty-five cents"
I thought 'Huh?' and went to take a seat.

Arrived at TM at 9am. Stock take day.

So boring. I helped to hold up the price tags while the HQ person scanned the barcodes. Then I helped to pack the goods back when the HQ person rips up everything to scan the barcodes. I paired up with this Bao Xian person. In betwwen there was so commotion when baby cockroaches appeared from the storeroom. In total there were seven people in the shop. We ended at around 11.15am.

Fizah came in at 12.30pm. Today's Fizah's last day. She's a really hardworking worker. Shi Yng says that next time, if the company wants to recruit Malays, they should recruit only students.

Anyway, the day goes by. There was this customer who patronised our shop yesterday. She wanted to exchange an item. It was a set including a necklace, a singlet and a jacket. She couldn't fit into the singlet and she han't tried yesterday. Now she wants to exchange it for another item. She kept complaining that we should change for her; we should try to keep our customers back. She was quoting OG and Isetan for allowing her to exchange goods. I was wondering if she often does this. So I called Jason. Can't, man. It's free size and she bought it during the sales period. No way. Bye bye lah, auntie. She stomped off yelling,"Fine! I won't come back to this shop again!" What a big reaction. Just don't wear the singlet. And stop pestering us, please, cause we can't do anything. You should tell it to the big bosses.

When I was on the down-riding escalator, I saw this couple on the up-riding escalator. (The two escalators were side-by-side.) They were sMoOcHiNg and getting real passionate. WAHAHAHAHAHA. Almost everyone were looking at them.

We spent the rest of the day re-packing the goods.

Finally. After a long day at work.

When I got up the bus, I
dropped in fifty cents again. I told the bus uncle(who wasn't very old) i was going to Sengkang.
"One-forty"
"But isn't it supposed to be forty-five cents?"
"No, one-forty"
"But i'm referring to the student's fare"
"Do you have the card?"
"No, i didn't bring it"
"Card forty-five cents, cash fifty-five cents, no card one-forty"
"I'm paying by cash cause i didn't bring my card!" (I'm pissed off like mad right now.)
"But you don't have the card. So to Sengkang its one-forty"
"But i don't have any cash left!"
"You take bus you don't know?"
"I thought it was the student's fare!"
"No, cannot. It's one-forty"
"Now I don't have any cash with me!" (Actually there was ten-dollar note and a precious one-dollar ship note I exchanged with the cashier.)
"Cannot. No, cannot."
"So how?"
"No card, must give one-forty"
So i continued to "talk" to the bus uncle. Other passengers may think we were having a lil' chat. But no, I was about to shout vulgarities when we arrived at the next stop.
People started to stream in. Actually i stood there for a few seconds in the hopes of bargaining it out. But i had no choice but to move in with the crowd. Forget it. This asshole will never get it. Can't they be more flexible with the rules? What the TTTTTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

So i walked further and further in . Who cares. CATCH ME IF YOU CAN. I doubt the bus driver will get out of his seat to purposely come and challenge me. Don't bother to give me the ticket, cause there won't be any spot checks right now. HA. HA. HA. So I strutted to the back. It's written there clearly to "MOVE TO THE REAR". See, i'm so considerate. Yay! I've beaten the bus uncle! MUHAHAHAHA.....

End of
"Confrontation with the Bus Uncle".

Yeah, so i saved $0.10 today. It's commendable. Everything starts small, okay?

I went home and loaded the files in my handphone into my laptop. What the hell. I still have to modify the dates by myself.

Ah, well. Tired with all that stuff.

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