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Taking leave from work, hoping to get some rest at home. I have always done things halfway, or will give up easily.So, there was this customer who ask me something that I can't answer. Customer: How come I saw you longer than he is here and he is captain and you are not?Me:Oh, different department I guess.Customer: Last time you wear t-shirt. How come you change into receptionist? A promotion?Me: Eh.. Nope, almost the same, not a promotion.Customer: Oh, then how come you change? Erm, kill me. I also want to ask myself this question. Life is like this to me, sometimes you makes the wrong decision. And regret it. You wasted time. You feel like rewinding back time. You will give anything just to turn back time.If I can start my life all over, I will never even want to lay a foot in KBox, continue life at studies. I will not eat ice, or start my addiction to bubble tea. If only I can return to primary 5, I will never pick basketball as my CCA, I will never play basketball under the sun so that I can be a Snow White now. I will help my parents at their vegetable stall without complain and enjoy taking allowance from my parents.In life, I make plenty of mistakes. How will I make amendments to those mistakes? 10.45am Monday 3August2009Yesterday I was having this conversation with Yvonne.Yvonne: Haiz.. 为什么男人那么快就放得下?Me: 因为男人比较拿得起, 放得下.Yvonne: Hmm.. 不是, 因为男人根本没有拿起, 何必放下?Felt cheated (By men, not Yvonne). 11.15am Monday 3August2009Sometimes I really think I shouldn't blog so much. For others not to know too much of not the good and pretty side of me. But this is me. 爱疯了, think I almost have 妄想症. Tell something irrelevant, idiotic and stupid to customer which I feel like standing at a corner and facing the wall for the rest of my life. So, this customer asked me my age AGAIN yesterday, he asked about my age before, guess men are flirts and forgot they even asked me before. Customer: I guess you haven't 30.Me: Wow, thanks. I'm happy.Customer: So how old are you?Me: 28, same as my supervisor. (I'm just 21!!!)So he literally "drags" me inside to have a drink with him, I actually believe him when he says just to drink green tea because he says so. See? Men are liars. We drank whisky. While drinking, I'm still considering the calories I am gulping down my throat. End up we play dice and I am wrong to take up his challenge and he says he is the God of dice and boast that even my supervisor is his diciple in this game. Men always wants to show that they are better and others are inferior compared to them. So everytime he speaks he was so near me that I could feel his breath on my neck that I felt machiam he will molest me any moment if not bite me and suck out all my blood. Good idea, I can lose some weight this way too. Ok, like what Alvin and Lionel says, I'm Pork, not Halal, people wouldn't want to eat me. Maybe I should coward myself behind of the reception counter and never go anywhere because this customer who have been patronizing regularly as a big spender for quite some time and thought I'm tall. I wear heels, but didn't wear it yesterday because my leg hurts and he comment something like: You always stand behind the counter I thought you are tall, but now standing beside you, WOW, you are short!12.00noon Monday 3August2009