My current job requires me to entertain people of all races. Mainly Chinese, Indians, Bangladesh-es, Thais, Myanmeses and Malays.
Dont ask me what I am working as. I wont tell you that my job requires me to sit at the desk and smile like an idiot to people who half the time dont understand a single fuck I am talking about.
Take for today as an example. Mr Indian With A Mole came in and requested for some changes. After half an hour of chicken-talking-to-duck conversation, I finally settled his case.
I tried explaining to him the details. One thing I dont understand is why he must keep shaking his head from left to right. I thought he didnt get what I was saying. So I tried explaining clearer, this time breaking my fake-chim-chim ang moh into simple english broken up into pieces.
Again he keep shaking his head left to right. But this time he was saying "yes, yes"
Nah beh Tamagochi~ I thought saying yes was suppose to be a nodding action. Why must Mr Indian act so extra?
Ok, it's still working hours. Time to get back to smiling like an idiot.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Lately..
My last entry was dated way back on 26th Nov.
Many a times after that I tried to write something. Some had a beginning, some had an end, but non had a beginning and an end. My mind was basically too pre-occupied, troubled....
Troubled because I cant seem to decide what I should eat for breakfast the next day. McMuffin? Cha Kway Tiao? Wa Laoz~ You tell me lah. How to decide?
Anyway shall give a brief update on what I did since 26th Nov.
On 27th Nov, I reached the Brisbane Domestic Terminal via bus and train. I know I am a really fucking sway guy. And it didnt really much surprise me when I saw that my flight, Virginblue Airlines was the only flight that was delayed amongst the 32 flights shown on the bloody TV.
Well, nothing unusual. Never mind that I am rushing for transit to Singapore in Darwin, never mind that there is only 5 hours left to my flight in Darwin, minus the 3 hours I have to take to travel from Brisbane to Darwin.
Messy? Never mind. Just know that the morale of the story is I am damn s w a y .
And one thing to add on, now I know why Virginblue Airlines is called Virginblue Airlines.
They make you feel like its the first time you are taking a plane.
All the symptoms starts to set in. You feel dizzy, nauseous and heartbeat skipping everytime the plane jerks a little.
Anyway as sway as I am, I am glad least I manage to run and rush my way just in time for the flight Tiger Airways back home. I even managed to squeeze in time for a ciggerate, tsk~
Touching down in Singapore was a really good thing. Well, it would be better if it was in Terminal 1 or 2 instead of Budget Terminal. Never mind, I am just glad I reached Singapore.
Met up with most of my friends, ate food that I badly missed out for the last 5 months and guess what, up-to-date, I have went for 7 ktv sessions!
Rested for 1 week before I eventually started work at my old place. No choice, no sugar mommy = no money. Just kidding, I wouldnt spend girl's money anyway. I lied
Ok, time to ciaoz~
Many a times after that I tried to write something. Some had a beginning, some had an end, but non had a beginning and an end. My mind was basically too pre-occupied, troubled....
Troubled because I cant seem to decide what I should eat for breakfast the next day. McMuffin? Cha Kway Tiao? Wa Laoz~ You tell me lah. How to decide?
Anyway shall give a brief update on what I did since 26th Nov.
On 27th Nov, I reached the Brisbane Domestic Terminal via bus and train. I know I am a really fucking sway guy. And it didnt really much surprise me when I saw that my flight, Virginblue Airlines was the only flight that was delayed amongst the 32 flights shown on the bloody TV.
Well, nothing unusual. Never mind that I am rushing for transit to Singapore in Darwin, never mind that there is only 5 hours left to my flight in Darwin, minus the 3 hours I have to take to travel from Brisbane to Darwin.
Messy? Never mind. Just know that the morale of the story is I am damn s w a y .
And one thing to add on, now I know why Virginblue Airlines is called Virginblue Airlines.
They make you feel like its the first time you are taking a plane.
All the symptoms starts to set in. You feel dizzy, nauseous and heartbeat skipping everytime the plane jerks a little.
Anyway as sway as I am, I am glad least I manage to run and rush my way just in time for the flight Tiger Airways back home. I even managed to squeeze in time for a ciggerate, tsk~
Touching down in Singapore was a really good thing. Well, it would be better if it was in Terminal 1 or 2 instead of Budget Terminal. Never mind, I am just glad I reached Singapore.
Met up with most of my friends, ate food that I badly missed out for the last 5 months and guess what, up-to-date, I have went for 7 ktv sessions!
Rested for 1 week before I eventually started work at my old place. No choice, no sugar mommy = no money. Just kidding, I wouldnt spend girl's money anyway.
Ok, time to ciaoz~
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