Friday, June 26, 2009
So Long, MJ (NOT mahjong).
Fuck. Mr. Plastic-Nose aka the legendary Michael- moon-walker (not Neil Armstrong), nose-dropper, skin bleacher, pop icon- Jackson had passed away! (Ok I know that I am a week late on the updates and practically everyone is aware of this by now unless you are a monk living in a monastery with no tv, newspaper, computer, hp or any other sort of electronical devices and have not set foot out of the monastery for decades.) I was hideously shocked when weili told me about this (since I too have been like a nun living in a nunnery praying my rosaries) and I think my eyes were popped and my jaws dropped. I mean.. it just felt surreal. Like one minute the media is swamped with unpleasant news about this 'King of Pop' - with his alleged pedophilic behaviour, or that he is on the verge of bankruptcy.. and the next sec- he's dead. Admittedly I have never been a fan of his, but I just felt a tad sad that he has to go this way. I also felt that it's such a waste.. all that talent just gone like that. Like 'poof'. Vanished. Nil. Nada. And he led a pretty sad life too.. living in recluse.. with his unhappy childhood. Hmm. Asked my mom about how she felt about the demise of MJ and was expecting her to be sympathetic and was surprised when she retorted "Good riddance!!". Whoa chill mom. Think my mom doesn't have a good impression of MJ with his eccentric behavior such as bleaching his skin.. dangling his baby outside the window and having a child throughh a surrogate mother. Hmm.. his actions are indeed weird but I think that they are fuelled by an unhappy childhood. And only after his death are people scrambling to buy his records and stuff. And when he was alive? No one really gives a damn. Filthy hypocrites! Urgh. Ok enough about MJ.. Just finised a book- Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason- and I think it's nice=) As in the character in the book, Bridget, is really cute and has all sorts of funny and ridiculous ideas. One such eg. is that she said that to be pregnant is equivalent to announcing to the whole world like "Hey! I've had sex!!". Lol. Thing is actually I've also had this thought.. Hmm. But it's not that I'm bian tai lor. I am just.. imaginative. Haha. Met Raymond for dinner again on mon after work. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm. Wish he would talk more. I don't know is it just because: 1. He's just a man of few words. 2. I totally bore him (though I don't think I am boring ok!! - VERY defensive). 3. He's just tired. 4. The age gap. Like 7 years is kind of.. wide. It's like a Pri. 1 kid taking a newborn baby out. Eeeps. Sounds really scary when I put it this way. ARGHH. I don't know la. I just felt really sleepy when was in his car and kind of like don't know what to say which is strange cos I think I am usually quite the chatterbox and people just can't shut me up. Fucketty fuck. Don't care. Oh yeah. Lien said she's quitting Club Marc soon =( Left with looloo and I. Spent my only off day for the entire week yesterday at her place slacking around and watching 'Memoirs of a Geisha' and ended up sleeping over. Oh yeah. And eff la!! Wani my sexy supervisor just called to ask me to report to Central today cos they are really short of staff. And also that Wani has been transferred to Marina Sq (Shilly's branch)!! Boohoo. Felt devastated when she told me that cos I've grown to really like my colleagues. I will miss you sexy Wani. Ok shit shit. Have gotta go cos am gonna be late for Central and have not showered. Argh!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
ARGHH
Confusion settles heavily in my mind like a blanket of dust. Ok maybe not dust. Dust is too.. dusty and full of germs. Like a blanket of.. saw dust? Nope. It's still dust. Ah-ha! Confusion settles heavily in my mind like a cloud of water vapour condensing on a cool glass surface. Fuck. I dunno why am I still thinking about it.. was not giving issue much thought actually due to work. Although have been immersed in work but will occasionallly think about it but will try to brush thought aside. And now it is bubbling over! Fuck. Hates confusion. Think I'll just ignore thought. Fuck. Effing tooth is still throbbing like mad rendering my favourite hobby (eating!) to become activity-of-torture =( Dentist said I would have to undergo root canal treatment and crowning in order to cure the prob entirely. Treatment also means I would have to pay an exorbitant amount of Rm1500 to get my tooth filed down.. nerves in gum removed and to crown on a porcelain tooth. FUCK! Am not even 20 and dun wanna wear dentures or have bits of glass in my mouth or use polident! (eat kai xin guo will also be bu kai sin- polident advertisement which is freaking hilarious.) Fuck. Have to report to work earlier tomorrow at 11 am and am still not sleeping!! Fuck. Think my blog entries are getting weirder.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
The Singapore Flyer
Am too tired to blog in detail so shall have to keep it short and sweet. Despite the vow I made to myself that my blog shall not be like that of others which are filled with highly-uninteresting highlights of their daily mundane affairs.. I find myself falling unfortunately into that category.. but one word for you readers. HECK as this is MY blog. Ok now wondering why am I trying to justify myself. Hmm. Anyways hadn't had the energy to blog as was steeped in work. Met up with Raymond yesterday for dinner.. or rather, supper. He then dropped me back at PGP. To be honest I felt like.. he wasn't the most engaging person? But he's a pretty nice and gentlemanly guy. As a friend at least. Dragged my gorgeous and firm arse off the bed early in the morning as was meetingg Shilly early to make Minqi's present.. as we were supposed to meet Jac and Minqi and Wen Xiang to celebrate mq's very belated birthday and also have a farewell dinner cos mq's flying off to korea. on thurs. After dinner we went to take the... SINGAPORE FLYER!! Boy were we all as excited as a kid on a Christmas morning awaiting to open the presents. It was all our first time and I guess we appeared really sua gu (err.. it means kinda like the behaviour of a country bumpkin) cos we kept posing and taking pics .. ooh-ing and ahh-ing. Yeah and before we got on the capsule loook-a-like cabin I was kinda apprehensive? My fear of heights coupled with my uncertainty at whether the capsule is able to sustain all our weight. Hmm. In the end got a lecturing from the 4 Singaporeans that it is safe as 'This is in Singapore'.. meaning that if we were to take the flyer in M'sia (if there is one) most probably it would be equivalent to staking our lives hoping that the metal will not give way. Scenery when viewed from the flyer was breathtakingly awesome.. from my point of view seeing that I was glued to the bench most of the time while Jac and the rest stomped their way around the capsule (think I flinched everytime Jac went BOM BOM BOM cos was afraid that the capsule might shake =S) But nevertheless it was a really nice experience la. Will post the pics when I've got the time. Alrighty short and sweet entry has once again turned into a long and boring reminiscent. Just realised that my entry sounded very serious and lack the usual injections of 'Haha' and 'Lol' . Result is that entry sounds as if an old and wrinkly news presenter with thick black frames sliding down her nose is reading off from the screen in cackling voice, droning on in a very monotonous and sleep-inducing tone. Gah.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Effing Customers
Although part-timers at Club Marc have to work only on fri, sat and sun, I was being called in to work practically everyday. Not that I am complaining since I can get to earn more. But what I am going to rant about would be those feaking irritating customers who think that the "customers are always right" policy makes them practically royal. My ass. The Vanessa policy states that some of them are a bunch of morons. Grr.. some customers are really a tough lot to handle! Don't get me wrong, I really do enjoy my work.. for some reason that I can't fanthom. I actually do enjoy serving customers, helping them to find the correct sizes, relishing in the the sense of satisfaction when customers value my opinion on what type of clothes are suitable for them, making sales.. yadda yad yad. However, I absolutely LOATHE serving customers who treat retail assistants as their own personal maid. HELLO!! I AM NOT YOUR BLOODY SLAVE AND STOP ORDERING ME AROUND!!! Bloody fuckers. for instance I think I almost snapped today while serving this group of people who I think are actually tourists. As Club Marc is currently having this annual sale whereby every item in the shop is going for $15 each except for the new arrivals (hem hem. Free advertising for them. Come down and buy!!) Lol. Anyways I've been saying the above sentence for umpteen times a day I can even recite it in my dreams. The bags are going at 2 for $59.50. Oh yeah back to complaining about uncouth and insolent and ill-mannered customers. And so, this lady just stalked into the shop, took a look at one of the bags and asked me to bring it down for her to take a closer look. She then asked me about the prices like this: Annoying Lady (AL) with a weird accent: How much, this bag?
Me: The bags are going at 2 for $59.90. But if you were to purchase just a single bag, the cost would be the original price.
AL: So how much for 2 bags?
Me: That would be $59.90.
AL: So 2 bags for how much?Me (In a slightly raised voice): 2 bags for $59.90.
Al: So you're saying that if i get 2 bags I have to pay $59.50.
Me: Yes....AL was zipping and unzipping the bag, checking for defects..
AL: So if I buy 2 bags how much?
Me (speaking very loudly on purpose, hoping that other customers might look in my way so that AL would be embarrassed): 2 bags for five-nine-point-nine-zero dollars!!Honestly!! Is she deaf or does she just have centuries of ear wax building up in her ears rendering her hearing to be impaired. Gosh!! I've repeated myself clearly for so many times yet she kept asking the same idiotic question. It was simply exasperating and pek chek and I had to restrain my eyes from rolling. Eff. Ok, repeating myself for many times- that was still tolerable BUT this lady was freaking rude while she was talking to me la. It was like she was looking down her nose, addressing a maid in an aloof manner. Grr. She then ordered me to get her a claculator (Yes ordered!! Like "Go get me a calculator!!) so that she could start converting sing dollars to whichever currency la. Stingy. Yesterday I met this customer who was trying on a pair of shoes which where not of her size and so she ordered (Yes, ordered again *rolls eyes*) me to get her a pair of her size. And after I'd painstakingly managed to find a suitable pair for her to try on, she told me that she didn't want the shoes cos she didn't like the design. EXCUSE ME!! THEN WHY DID YOU ASK ME TO GET A NEW PAIR TO FIT YOUR ELEPHANT FEET WHEN YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE INTENTION OF BUYING IT??!! Very fun right? Having a kick out of making our work difficult? Your are so sick. Grr!! Now it's my turn to order you to wear Phua Chu Kang's yellow boots to cover up your grostesque and unsightly feet!! Don't play play!! Sars is the vrus.. that I just want to minus..
 The customers mentioned above are those that enjoy bossing us and throwing their massive weight around. On the other hand, there are some who would completely ignore our presence, either acting deaf or pretending not to hear us when we speak to them. For example I came across a few who would feint deaf when I asked them how I could help them with the sizes. Just completely pretend that I hadn't spoken to them. Gosh.. I might as well go talk to the wall. At least the wall is pleasant to look at. I might as well go talk to Goo Jun Pyo's poster, at least he is a damn good sight to look at. I might as well go talk to Mas Selamat's poster that were all over the place before his capture. At least I can still compare and contrast how different he looks in the pictures with and without moustache. Why bother talking to you when you're such a cheap skate that you wouldn't have stepped into the shop if it weren't for the "$15 Annual Sale" sign hanging all over the shop. Thankfully majority of the customers were not like that. Most were pretty polite and would smile at us when we greet them. Ok, I have got everyting out of my system and blown off some steam. Was working with Shilly today as our shopped lacked staffs and the management called her to help out at the outlet at vivo =) And she said that my outlet was pretty quiet as compared to hers at marina square. Thank God for that as I don't fancy a stampede.
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