When I was walking to the bus interchange this morning, another guy from the SAME booth came to me again. Again! This is infuriating. He was calling out to me, and asked me if i am still studying. I said I am waiting for entry into poly. He said he needed my help, and asked me to take one of the plastic figurines on his hand. I took a snowflake-shaped one(he asked me why i took it, because it was a consolation prize) and followed him to the booth. Then I was telling him that someone asked me yesterday and that I thought only people above 17 can take the survey. He was slightly appalled to know that I'm 16. I returned him the snowflake and walked away. He apologised and said i look a bit mature. It's the clothes, duh! Damn black office pants. And please STOP bothering me again!
It was boring today. Shi Yng was off. Rohana went to the bank.
Something happened. I hurt my middle finger when I closed the cashier box. Ouch.
When Rohana went for her break, three girls came to ask for job vacancies. I was in the store room, and they were shouting "Excuse me!" They are 15 years old. I doubt they will be hired, but i gave them the office number anyway.
Then the driver came. No new goods. I got my cheque. So little! What the fuck. Rohana, after learning about how lil my pay is, was so damn angry. (She'll get hers on Friday because she hadn't give HQ a photocopied copy of her IC.) She was complaining about how insufficient it is to feed her family. So we stood there and talked behind the bosses' backs. Hahaha. Complain and complain. We calculated, and the company would make a minimum income of 2 million per month, deducting the staff's salary and electricity bills. Wah lao eh. The bosses must be fucking rich. Yet they are so stingy! just give us another one hundred will die ah? Neow! They must be laughing mad at home and sleep smiling. Fuck. We work so long hours, one off day per week, and what the hell... You try standing in the shop all day long. Rohana said even Bangladesh workers get better treatment than this. She wanna complain to Jason and make him angry so that Dano will fire her. So we spent the rest of the day drafting up ideas of getting it done. Haha. I've done the thinking before, so i wasn't too difficult. =>
Then one mother with her two daughters. They were looking for a knitwear with collar. The daughter tried on some, but they couldn't fit. They came upon this piece, and asked me if there were any larger sizes. I said yes, and guess what. The mother told her daughter that 'jie jie'(referring to me) will get it for her. Mind you, I am like, only one or two years her elder.
Where are the paper bags? Plastic ones suck.
Oh yes. I spent eight dollars on buying snacks at the NTUC Fairprice atrium sale.
And I bought a 50% off pants from Dano.
Dano sucks ass! DO NOT work for them bloody assholes. I repeat, do not! The boss and ladyboss keep all the money to themselves! SCAM. It's a scam through and through. Gimme my money! Liar. Sucker. Fucker. Asshole.
The bus, tonight, is operated by a Crazy Driver. He just likes stepping on the brakes continuously. Previously there was also a driver like this. A girl almost fell down because of the abrupt brakes. She was almost touching the ground. I guess this is the same one. What a reckless driver.
Sigh. My wallet is left with a whole wad of receipts, with just two purple notes in between.
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