Confessions Of A Disturbed Sales Associate

Yes i refuse to use 'sales_____'.

Second half of the boss, and i am fifteen sparkly pristine minutes late.

Sawreh! I lost my way! Reallee!!!1111111onetwo

Verdict.

I don't talk to customers. :(

I was never meant for this life. Retail life. It is so. Pfft. Mundane is not even near. I need some extremity. Something constantly moving. I am so not interested in varicose veins.

Soli boss, CMI, i will make you lose money if you continue to have me.

I grant you permission to sack me. =XDEFG

Furthermore the place is heavenly quiet even on a Sunday. Since i am naturally shy, i can only make friends with the mannequins by walking around them. They have names. The two females being Indiana and Lucia, the male ones Lily and Hibiscus(they look pretty gay, even without the heads), in relation to the products they have on them.

I know retail seems a really easy job. Not for me though. Staying up late surfing through myspace on local bands makes it worse. I don't even have the energy to smile/talk. With the opposite Noobie-er, i mean, Newbie-shop blasting sweetie-pie Taiwan music, i could have cried.

Chicken rice(pretty good) made things better though.

Oei stranger(or whoever you are), i am not whining. I don't. I.AM.JUST.DISTURBED?!?!?!?!///////

Zed. Drats. Dregs.

I feel like punching someone. Interested applicants please leave a message on the tagboard. I am not responsible for any injuries/casualties though. Won't die one lah!


If it weren't for the money.