herbal soup for breakfastjap food for lunchgelare waffle and ice cream for teaikea meatballs for dinnerI'M A SATISFIED LIL GIRL. plus there's MY DURIAN in the fridge chilling. MY DURIAN. ALL MINE. MINE MINE MINE. :( last day i'll ever see michelle today. michelle's a really good friend i made when i was working at mango. sigh. i work 135, she works 246. we'll never meet!! but its ok, went shopping today to ask the perm staff to keep clothes for me and gave her a pair of earrings. alamak. all the guys wants her phone number la. sweet lil pretty girl. heh. then there's jamie. the joker. talking nonsense all the time and making us laugh our heads off. and celeste, the laugher. who just laughs NON-STOP. and her laughter's really contagious. and angela. the doll voice girl, always talks in this high pitch cute doll voice, esp when she needs help. fahzila, pretty girl with big beautiful eyes. michelle and esther, the 'ah-lians' or so the guys say. keng, the trendy boy who bought women's jeans cos he's so skinny. roy the tall guy with specs that i don't really talk to. yong lun or i dunno what his name is who's interested in michelle. azri, the malay guy who's interested in michelle too. plus all the perm staffs at mango, who'll so willingly give me staff discount whenever i shop at mango from now on. so i will! haha. ok. here's the transformation you'll inevitably undergo when trying to weave through the crowd if you work at mango as said by jamie:"sorry sorry, please excuse me""ASSSSSSCUUUUSSSEE, AAAAASSSSSSCCCUUUUUSSSEEE""SIAM AH. siam siam siam""SIO AH SIO (hot in hokkien) mai gong wa bo gong ah. tang dio bo wah eh dai ji ah. (don't say i never say ah, burn you not my problem ah)"and if all else fails..."AHHHH....AHHH.....AHHH..... CHOOOOO!!!" everyone'll part like the red sea. its hilarious, but true!!and all the girlfriends out there. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. don't every bring your boyfriends to shop. please!! esp during sales periods where clothes are thrown over head, broken hangers are kicked underneath the shelves by guilty girls and expensive clothes are trampled upon like they are toilet rags. the boyfriends just stand outside the fitting room, or queue for the girlfriends for the fitting room with a constant sian look on their face. hey, its not like i care bout their feelings or anything. but men are BIG. they take up a huge amount of space. and we have to weave pass those huge blocks of boyfriends. HELLO. clothes aren't all that light you know. hangers bite too you know. BOYFRIENDS SHOULD JUST STAY OUT!! and don't be deng deh standing there like a huge block of nothing with ultimate sian-ness plastered on your faces. IRRITATING. oh and have i mentioned how irritated i am with spaghetti strapped tops?? the hangers just tangle all over. ok. more detailed: the hangers get tangled with the straps, which get tangled with other straps, which are already tangled with another hanger, which is currently busy getting tangled with a whole top. try prying them out with your left hand when youve got 10 hangers full of spaghetti straps on your right hand. there was never EVER a time when i hated clothes this much. NEVER. but its alright. i have my rewards. heh. all thanks to 2nd mark downs and working at mango. i can reserve clothes, and get clothes before they get oos!! heh. go perm staff!!
snll drifted away at 8:52 AM
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