The new term welcomes lovely lectures. Darshan,who teaches Communication Skills is outstanding. That man definitely gets more of my attention. He is really funny. That day i burst laughing (what's new eh?) He asked why. I answered bluntly "you are one joker..."
He encourages us to go for interviews.
"Get the job you like rather than one which accommodates your package."
Now, that is something which I'd really like to do. Hmm..where to apply to be a tai tai eh?
The other day, I made an old bitch angry. oh well she succeed in causing me to feel lousy for that 5 minutes. Here's the drama. I was happily serving the billing counter beside that infamous part-time worker. The queue was moving smoothly until an old lady suddenly appeared in font of my counter. Noticing a frown on the lady in the line, i apologised before i asked the elderly if she was from the line too cos i didn't notice her coming.
old bitch: YA YA I CAME HERE LONG LONG TIME AGO. I NEED TO COUNT MY MONEY TO PAY EXACT.
me: oh alright. maam, kindly wait in line till it's your turn. it'd be better to count then. this is to avoid any misunderstanding.
old bitch: TALK SO MUCH FOR WHAT. YOU SHUT UP. SHE ALSO SAW ME. (points to the part timer who just kept quiet) ASK HER ASK HER.
me: (while processing her payment) I'm attending to you. I DON'T NEED ANYONE TO VERIFY YOUR PRESENCE. I DON'T WANT ANYONE IN LINE TO THINK YOU DIDN'T QUEUE 'COS I SEE U APPROACHING FROM THE SIDE!
old bitch: I'M ON GOVERNMENT PENSION.
me: I DUN CARE ABOUT THAT!
old bitch: THEN YOU DUN WORK. GO HOME!
me: I DUN NEED YOU TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO. I'M PAID TO TALK!
next please..
Attempted to smile and shivers with anger..
I'm comical.
My bf is even so. After sharing about this incident, he actually imagined that nasty pensioner having a heart attack. clenched fist on her chest with one finger pointing at me.
i was imagining her with the middle finger pointing at me.. clenched fist on her chest.. collapsed.. me kicking her *evil laugh*
Then again it's just imagination. she walked out of the office alive.
oh yes! I wrote to my HR to request for a transfer. Let's hope it's successful so I'd learn my driving again, attend class without so much of a rush and have a feel of being in another branch before i resign. That sounds like a plan.
Congrats LightAngel for getting into SIM. I'm looking forward to rule Dreamworld with you. The person I'd be with on my birthday is her. We are going together and we've extended our stay. Be back on the 4th instead.
April 27, 2008
April 22, 2008
random
This morning, i got an interesting message from Facebook.
Today at 1:00am
u worked at Tampines branch Singapore post office..u usually go to Starbucks Changi airport and chilled saw u a couple of times...went to your work place before, i wanna renew my road tax...in the end..i bring the wrong form...oh well !!! haii so u are Yann!
I had that silly smile on my face. it's amazing people recognise me. I hope he doesn't remember me for the wrong reasons.. like being scolded by me!? Lesson learnt: Be nice always.. cos you won't know who is noticing you.. ahem he's kinda cute la ;)
I paid for my trip in June. Where shall i be? Wanted to keep you guys in suspense.. then again i realised everyone else having this access to my exclusive 'once a blue moon' blog are close to me. haha I'd be shopping and visit Dreamworld. Be back around 10.45pm on my birthday.. in case anyone wanna celebrate let's do so in the last hour!? lol
Back to my night classes today. Was a little late. Miss chatting with Hiddy. Complain about work and everything else. Ophelia mentioned she wants to work part time instead for lesser stress and school. I was considering that as the best alternative. I'd love to do so too. For me, it's not the stress of getting work done. It's more of getting tired of doing what i'd been doing for the past 88 months. I'm expecting my bonus next month. Promotion? I'm no longer bothered with it. In fact it's of no value to me. I'm practical. Gimme the dough and it doesn't matter how beautiful the name in position 'cos I'd still do the same things. That reads no excitement = Boring.
Today at 1:00am
u worked at Tampines branch Singapore post office..u usually go to Starbucks Changi airport and chilled saw u a couple of times...went to your work place before, i wanna renew my road tax...in the end..i bring the wrong form...oh well !!! haii so u are Yann!
I had that silly smile on my face. it's amazing people recognise me. I hope he doesn't remember me for the wrong reasons.. like being scolded by me!? Lesson learnt: Be nice always.. cos you won't know who is noticing you.. ahem he's kinda cute la ;)
I paid for my trip in June. Where shall i be? Wanted to keep you guys in suspense.. then again i realised everyone else having this access to my exclusive 'once a blue moon' blog are close to me. haha I'd be shopping and visit Dreamworld. Be back around 10.45pm on my birthday.. in case anyone wanna celebrate let's do so in the last hour!? lol
Back to my night classes today. Was a little late. Miss chatting with Hiddy. Complain about work and everything else. Ophelia mentioned she wants to work part time instead for lesser stress and school. I was considering that as the best alternative. I'd love to do so too. For me, it's not the stress of getting work done. It's more of getting tired of doing what i'd been doing for the past 88 months. I'm expecting my bonus next month. Promotion? I'm no longer bothered with it. In fact it's of no value to me. I'm practical. Gimme the dough and it doesn't matter how beautiful the name in position 'cos I'd still do the same things. That reads no excitement = Boring.
April 14, 2008
life as such
This morning a customer broke down right in front of me. Almost everyone thought i made her cry. At least my colleagues misunderstood the drama. Oh well, i must have had this reputation of making anyone cry.
She lost her beloved Dad. It took just a split second for a change of emotion. She left my counter to do a little more shopping. When she came back, the friendly lady was in a state of a breakdown.
"Hang in there. Wait for me" She spoke to self,shivering.
Another call shortly left her in hysteria.
"Is he gone? Hello! Is he gone? He's gone?.." she sobbed.
Her tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Why didn't he wait for me?" she wailed.
I feel for her. I got a colleague to bring her in. She collapsed on the floor crying loudly with the repeated questioning.
Instead of offering condolences, the cleaner was really tactless.
"oi your lau pa die,go home cry la! mad woman come here and cry.."
Needed to say, I snapped at the elderly for her uncalled for comments.
I thought of Dad. Lately, Mum has been feeling rather down. She has depression. Everyone at home treats my hero coldly. I dread going through all these nonsense. I don't like having to worry for my parents. I don't wish to be behaving as if I'm parenting them instead. I wish they'd settle issues amiably. Stress keep me closer to snacks and further from quality sleep. Yann gaining weight doesn't mean I'm happy. Neither does that conclude I'm depressed. It only means I'm in need of weight control. It is just how I manage my stress with work, school and family. It isn't easy at all worrying if my Mum'd run away again.. or Dad getting very upset over all the unnecessary hurtful accusation.
"Dad, I do love you. Can you please try to help me out? I'm tired trying to be a grown up child. I'm sure it's not easy for Mum to play your role at home. We need you too."
"Mum, during your sleepless nights, I do keep you in my prayers. Can you don't criticise Dad so much and leading my sisters to behave disrespectful towards Dad too? "
Cherish what we still have. No point to regret only when our loved ones are gone. Everyone have their own way to show their love. If it's so difficult to trust, does that show how true love is?
She lost her beloved Dad. It took just a split second for a change of emotion. She left my counter to do a little more shopping. When she came back, the friendly lady was in a state of a breakdown.
"Hang in there. Wait for me" She spoke to self,shivering.
Another call shortly left her in hysteria.
"Is he gone? Hello! Is he gone? He's gone?.." she sobbed.
Her tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Why didn't he wait for me?" she wailed.
I feel for her. I got a colleague to bring her in. She collapsed on the floor crying loudly with the repeated questioning.
Instead of offering condolences, the cleaner was really tactless.
"oi your lau pa die,go home cry la! mad woman come here and cry.."
Needed to say, I snapped at the elderly for her uncalled for comments.
I thought of Dad. Lately, Mum has been feeling rather down. She has depression. Everyone at home treats my hero coldly. I dread going through all these nonsense. I don't like having to worry for my parents. I don't wish to be behaving as if I'm parenting them instead. I wish they'd settle issues amiably. Stress keep me closer to snacks and further from quality sleep. Yann gaining weight doesn't mean I'm happy. Neither does that conclude I'm depressed. It only means I'm in need of weight control. It is just how I manage my stress with work, school and family. It isn't easy at all worrying if my Mum'd run away again.. or Dad getting very upset over all the unnecessary hurtful accusation.
"Dad, I do love you. Can you please try to help me out? I'm tired trying to be a grown up child. I'm sure it's not easy for Mum to play your role at home. We need you too."
"Mum, during your sleepless nights, I do keep you in my prayers. Can you don't criticise Dad so much and leading my sisters to behave disrespectful towards Dad too? "
Cherish what we still have. No point to regret only when our loved ones are gone. Everyone have their own way to show their love. If it's so difficult to trust, does that show how true love is?
April 2, 2008
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