no more hiding in that small air-con area outside the toilet, wearing the ugly maid polo tee, cos we dont friggin wanna help out outside. lol. just let those ENTHU kids do it man.im so glad it's all over.
1 week of this shit can kill.
i wonder how those full-time people can stand it.
it's so fcking disorganised.
i hate mooncakes.
dealing with retarded customers really sucks. plus supernatural being the cashier AND NO ZHENLIN.
That was the ultimate combo tdy pls.
I can just burn myself.
and all these happens like EVERYDAY...
customer: "give me a...err....melon seed one and........one...." (when theres a friggin long queue behind)
me: *turns away and goes to the other customer behind* "yes? can i have your order please"
PEKCEK. can't they decide before coming to me?!
customer: "what's this?"
me: "oh, yam with red dates"
customer: "no yolk one ah? no yolk right?"
WERRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
customer: *looks at the yam mooncake samples* "got yolk one ah, your yam?!"
LIKE EWWWWW, WHO THE HELL WILL EVER SELL SUCH STUFF?!
customer: *picks up toothpick from the place where other people throw their toothpicks*
me: "er, that's the USED toothpicks"
customer: "OH OH OH!!!!"
-.-
CAN'T THEY TELL?! IT WRITTEN THERE AND ITS LIKE IN SUCH A MESS WITH PARTICLES OF THE MOONCAKE SKIN.
And this happens super often!
refer to more retarded shits from
cherr's blog. LOL.
But some things really make me laugh gls.
Cherr's nightmare - supernatural: 'MICKY!!! come, help me to......"
ROFLMAO.
supernatural: "use the red skirting lah, without it so ugly wor!"
this job really make me feel smart, seriously.
that pest a.k.a put-full-stops-to-her-sentences should just be baked into mooncakes?
but like what everyone said, also a bit waste the ingredients prease. those poor people who eat it will have her shit beyond-ghey syndrome.
*SHUDDERS*
i think your sports shoes are so
i guess you dont know i've got extreme tracker. ahhhwell, nvm. i think you wouldn't even know what's extreme tracker, fried brains.
-Styled.2:20:00 AM
