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Saturday, July 05, 2008, 2:36 AM
after this week, i am never stepping into amara outlet to work again.. i know how it feels to kena slam all the time, i watched all my previous colleges complain.. i felt the rush of it... 6 hot chocolate and 6 mocha.. i hate that blardy customer... i hate working with tracy doing rush hour... she gets impatient, it shows on her face.. 'this-girl-who-cant-do-fast-because-she's-from-airport'.. tsk.. im the one who saved your ass during closing, when the shutter became a bitch..
and there i thought, 'heh, its cartel all over again..' and i was saying to the uncle, 'no no, its jutting out'.. and i had to climb the ladder to fix it, and when the metal stand wouldnt fit, i had to climb again to fix it while they both were pondering why..
but the main reason is that.. i dont want to work in such a busy state.. i love airport atmosphere even though it can get boring at times.. im tired of rushing, i had enough of it at cartel..
tracy became nicer towards closing.. taught me to close the espresso machine.. and im thinking, if i ever get to do midnight at airport, im going to do all the maintainance slowly.. very slowly.. then i can use up all the eight hours doing just cleaning.. since there's hardly any customers at midnight.. ^-^
Eng Hong bought me chocolates, he got the five dollar voucher, and therefore got me chocolates.. ah fong was working next door.. and as usual, the usual teasing came on, although i think me and ah fong is getting use to it.. kino came to visit, and this time i had my share of teasing eng hong, with kino joining in abit..
school in 2 days.. which sucks..
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