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). She asked for a pair of ZONTHAS (the name of the shoe. yeah so weird hor girl's shoes got name one.) She wanted size 8. So, the very diligent jiawei went into store, took out size 7half and size 8 for her. She tried both sizes on. Then she went on saying 7half more comfy but abit short then size 8 just nice but abit loose. Then she went on telling me how weird her feets are. I'm like, oh okay (looks away). Then she asked for ANOTHER size 8 to try. (yeah i know, dumb.) So i said 'oh last pair'. So she, okay lor buy. Then at the cashier, another aunty bought the same pair size 8 in front of us. And here we go. After all the sorrys i said and all the frowning and scolding she did, my manager gave her a discount and she shut up. Fucking typical singaporean.
1. She's a fucking slut.
2. What, your feet ugly my fault is it. ALL the size 8 in the world are ALL the same you motherless whore.
3. So what, if i bring out ALL the size 8 in my store you'll buy? Dont. Save your stinking money for your deformed baby bitch.
I dont wanna rant on. It's just pointless. Lighter note. Ignore that incident, everything else's great! People there are so so friendly! We're like a family. (Ohana means family~) (singing we are a family~)
K.
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). She asked for a pair of ZONTHAS (the name of the shoe. yeah so weird hor girl's shoes got name one.) She wanted size 8. So, the very diligent jiawei went into store, took out size 7half and size 8 for her. She tried both sizes on. Then she went on saying 7half more comfy but abit short then size 8 just nice but abit loose. Then she went on telling me how weird her feets are. I'm like, oh okay (looks away). Then she asked for ANOTHER size 8 to try. (yeah i know, dumb.) So i said 'oh last pair'. So she, okay lor buy. Then at the cashier, another aunty bought the same pair size 8 in front of us. And here we go. After all the sorrys i said and all the frowning and scolding she did, my manager gave her a discount and she shut up. Fucking typical singaporean.
1. She's a fucking slut.
2. What, your feet ugly my fault is it. ALL the size 8 in the world are ALL the same you motherless whore.
3. So what, if i bring out ALL the size 8 in my store you'll buy? Dont. Save your stinking money for your deformed baby bitch.
I dont wanna rant on. It's just pointless. Lighter note. Ignore that incident, everything else's great! People there are so so friendly! We're like a family. (Ohana means family~) (singing we are a family~)
K.
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