I'm working. Yes. The always-die-die-dont-wanna-work-rich-ass-kid is working! Many thanks to Nigel. Like way more than many thanks to nigel lor. Like MUCH more thanks. Much more is more or many more is more? Oh whatever. Anyway, currently working at NINE WEST wisma! Do drop by to buy HEELS or BAGS from me okay! Or simply wave from outside the shop also can. (perfect eyesight no problem for me one) And those who heard about my first day of work from me already, read again. And for those who wants to know, read. And for those none of the above, also read. K. Some of you might wanna just skip the whole part cause i think it's quite boring to actually read the whole thing. I should blog out the senario first before cursing and swearing hor. So here goes. First day of work. Okay lor. Blur blur getting use to everything and try to remember what shoes put where. Everything went really smooth for a first day of work. So i was attending to this one aunty (nine west 90% aunty shoppers). ...
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