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Saturday, November 11, 2006
-7:16 PM
yesterday's work was full of hot mamas. today's full of shit. first customer was some shit ass man who demanded to get boxes for his books, but the thing is the box only comes with those who pre-ordered. his was a walk-in. our boss told us not to provide these boxes to those walk-ins cos the boxes were bought. which means $$$. that shit ass guy then demanded to call the boss. and when i boss gave in and gave him 2 boxes, he was all nicey to us afterward. and that shit ass sec one girl who's the daughter of the lady in charge of the bookshop at Maris bossed me around again. here's why i can't stand her piggsy attitude:
1) She's 2 years younger then me (although i know she's much taller then me.)
2) She's got this bloody 'kick-me' face
3) She called me a freak on my 3rd day of work
4) She's jealous that her cousin who works with us talks alot to us and bullies her instead
5) I don't know how the hell she got the idea he likes us cos she asked him if he did. And she dislikes us for getting her cousin's attention.
6) She blamed me for giving a customer the wrong change though she was the one who charged the customer. And she scolded me infront of that customer.
7) She doesn't want to tie her long frizzy hair though she says it's hot obviously for vanity's sake
8) She keeps combing her darn hair infront of a glass window shamelessly.
9) She's in badminton (i can't help but add this in)
10) She wore tights today. she isn't exactly slim (i can't help but add this one in too :)
That's about it. Should there be more that i can remember, it'll go down into this list. Anyway, as i was talking about all those arrogant rich snubs... most of them came in, in their SUVs and all, with those bloody haughty accent. And picked on almost everything. Even about the school gates being closed and them not being informed about it. how the bloody hell should i know that?
I wore my Ashaway jersey from last year's competition to work today and when i was in the canteen, some badminton guy from the secondary school entered the canteen as well. in the same jersey. how embarrassing to be staring at someone wearing the same shirt as you. i hurriedly left the canteen with Ali. Ha.
