i'm dreading work like crazy. and i'm even contemplating not going.
for example, it's already 10.40am, and i'm supposed to be in the shower so i can get ready on time for work. but noooo. guess what shareefah is doing instead? i'm reading my blog over and over again because i'm STILL so psyched out by the new blogskin. -.-
to anybody who's free today.
do drop by ikea tampines if you've nothing else to do, and just buy some batteries or something. (each is $2.50, both AA and AAA) so i could like, be entertained for like, 30 seconds by you. hahaa. unless you pay by credit card or nets la. that'll take longer. ;D of course you need to come to my counter lah.
everytime i go to work, i wonder: "why the fuck am i doing this again?" and i realise, that:
1) i need the fucking money.
2) working as a cashier is pretty fun!
yes, believe it or not, cashiering is fun. yes.. i've had my fair share of nasty customers that blame me for practically everything in the whole wide world, but i've also had my fair share of imagination boost with each customer who comes and goes. i'd always make up this story that he's migrating here with his entire family, or she just got divorced and she's probably still mentally unstable.. haha.
i know, right?
i'm a bad cashier.
hahaa.
time check. ouh fuck. i REALLY need to go get ready for work. :(
could somebody like, be my monthly financial supplier so i don't have to work anymore..?
hmm. i wonder.
p/s: i really don't know if we need to complete the tutorials/lectures that we received via email. but our best bet is to complete it. so there.
i thought and wondered at 10:36 AM