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Posted Thursday, September 13, 2012 // 8:52 pm
Periods are worse
 But job haven't got too tough, yet. I'm putting the yet there cause there are some orders tomorrow and Saturday, and I'm not looking forward to nonstop for more than three hours in front of a hot oven that causes clogged pores and oily yet dry skin all at the same time. With that annoying thing that my body does by being my body. Ugh, double ugh. 2 more days, 2 more days to the end of work, and maybe the end of the time of the month. Anyway, moving on the funny work stories that aren't funny to me but to you cause you like to see people burn in hell with misery. Let's start with this guy who was outside of the shop talking on the phone for two hours straight. I was doing my thing inside and whenever I turn my head to check out what's outside, there was this dude who was half-talking-half-arguing on the phone. I am not exactly sure what he was really doing but I do know there was a lot of hand gestures. All I know is that he honestly was just outside of the shop for the longest time ever gesturing with his phone glued to his ear. It was odd as hell. Oh and there's another weird behaviour story whom I observe while being enclose my the shop of torture. Okay it needs a little back story. My shop have this huge poster art (?) that talks about how good the food is and the publicity it got before and all, and I have to admit it does help the sales. So today I saw this trio who walked past and turn to the postered glass and I was checking out their reaction. But I slowly realised that they are just looking at their reflection while walking past. And I was like "REALLY? ARE YOU THAT VAIN MISTER AND MISS?" Okay my boss is still mental as hell. She keep laughing over matters that isn't funny over and over again. Today I told her the girl who was working the night shift was coming to work earlier and her face instantly changed to this irky shade of grey. I think she thought that she would have to pay double for two people when oh my god, why would I stay there longer if I can scram. Then when I explained she just went, "Oh okay good lah, you work things out lah. (laughs) As long as there is some one out here. (laughs)" My face was giving my most honest, woman-you-are-no-where-near-funny. Other than that she didn't really appear. I did go and find her to get some stuff and her reaction and movement always make me wanna laugh. She would rush here and there even when she just just getting me some change. She would really quicken her footsteps in a tiny office cubicle that is as big as a regular bathroom in an HDB apartment. Oh yes there's this customer who is probably 60 years old and she is just this regular old lady who sticks to what she knows all the time. So she always buy the same stuff. Her bill always total up to $10.80. And today she gave me $50.80 and place it on the counter. I was taking it off the counter when I felt a palm moving closer and closer to my face and she was saying in Chinese, "Four, four". Then I realised that she is talking about the change she was suppose to get and I'm like, "Patience, woman". Forget it. Two more days. Labels: work stories, working |