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love you long time…

love you long time…

ok, so i disappeared for eons again! hahaha! I guess I should start detailing certain things!

Karma

The most important thing that happened over the last few weeks of my absence was… Karma. Karma is current a 10/11 weeks old Female Ferret whom I saw munching on another ferret’s ass at the pet shop. It was one of those “godly” moments where I thought this would be the perfect “karma” for Truffle/Meow/Vagina.

Can you imagine? all the times she smacked Fudge’s ass when he was alive, she’s going to get munched on by a ferret!

Karma

When I first bought her though, since ferrets are considered a pest, and Canberra allows it only by controlling the population, I had to get a ferret license. However, to obtain the license itself, the ferret must be paid for first. since the pet shop demanded boarding fees, and the license took at least 7 working days (not to mention all those public holidays in between), by the time Karma came home, she has already cost me a whopping $400.

She is still so adorable though <3

The other important thing that happened was, work took a turn for the “harder” bit. My current work is basically a children clothings’ store, with an emphasis on fun, youth and uniqueness. The best of the range seems to be on the babies side in my opinion though.

However, with the current economic downturn, and since this is a large global company, the company sought to tighten its belts in the most… slave-ish ways. There were some loss of jobs at the headquarters. but considering how many are still employed, I had say at least there are still people with jobs.

The painful thing was, with my arrival as a full time staff, after the initial honeymoon period, they slashed the shifts off of the other part time/casual staffs. some days, there’s only my store manager and me, some days, the casuals only worked 2-3 hours. there were times when I felt like i cost someone their source of income.

and then all the casuals went away on holidays. and there was just me, and store manager, and her family when she could persuade them to work. I knew this was a high pressure job when I joined, and the pressure didn’t deter me. however, physically, I did get very tired. The one week that I got full on food poisoning drained me entirely. yet I didn’t want to stay home, so after 2 days, I went back to work and perhaps did myself in.

I will tell you this though, no matter how unappreciative someone might be way up above me, the people i work for “immediately” are gorgeous. awesome lot of people. it’s good to work with them, and work for them.

I can’t say the same about the clientele though. Initially, I thought maybe it was my restaurant’s reputation as a relaxed family restaurant that brings all kinds through the doors. Now that I have seen the retail side of things though… I have worked for the past 15 years or so. While it has only been in Singapore for the most part of it, I have worked in a range of places to “know” different client behaviours.

and despite how bad people might deem customers who “work” in desker road, or “third world” customers, I have to say, I have yet to see such bad customer behaviours in retail. People leaving mountains of clothes behind: on the racks, on the shelves, in the change rooms…. people leaving poop-stained wet towelettes on the grounds, coffee all over the shelves or just generally damaging things.

it is incredible.

Maybe it is just Canberra.

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wow

wow

As stated previously your resignation has regrettably been accepted. With no admission of liability to your claims, your monies owed totalling $1800.00 for your notice given and 32.15 hours @ $19.74 equalling $634.64 will be ready to pick up at H Pty Ltd at 11.30 am on Monday the 1/12/08. This will be paid by way of cheque to a totall of $2343.64. If this time is not suitable you must ring me to arrange a more suitable time.

although he’s miscalculated by $300, i guess i should give that a miss now eh. edit: my bad, I can’t count, i forgot he’s already paid me $400 for last week

i am totally bowled over and shocked that he’s given in so quick. perhaps it’s because no one wanted to read 6 pages long worth of wall of texts! or perhaps… hq stepped in. considering how he had to cc to hq, i had say that’s it.

wow. this has been a heart stopping yet heart warming ride. thanks everyone for your support, love, understanding and listening ears (and eyes!)

net’s being cranky, will fill in more asap.

Edit: http://www.ghostelf.com/Public Waambulance.doc —> the letter of lulz. linking it apparently breaks my codes.

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smoking more than harms your health

smoking more than harms your health

Today:

There are 2 glass tables just outside the door, which is still within the 5 meters range, without ash trays (hint). and then there are 2 up the stairs, which has ash trays (double hint!). this guy just waltz in, rude as hell, treated us like a public toilet, and then hollered at me for a “coopers red!” coopers red!”

I gave it to him, he sat outside at the glass tables. J, boss’s best mate, walked out and noticed he was smoking, and reminded me i have to be aware that customers can NOT smoke down there. I really couldn’t see, but i walked out and told him to “sir, please move up there, this is a non-smoking area.”

“yeah ok, i will.” he glanced at me, and continue reading his papers.

i just stood there, waiting for him to move, realising he wasn’t even close to “closing” his papers.

“what?” he asked me curtly.

“sorry sir, you have to move now. it is illegal to smoke here.”

“i said i will.”

“yeah, you are still reading your papers.”

“so what, i said i will move”

“please move NOW.”

this went on for about 5 times, each time ending with him calling me rude for telling him to move, and then brushing me off going “yeah, yeah”. he eventually moved, so i would stop nagging. then he finished smoking, and came in to sit down at a table, to 1) smirk at me, 2) stare at me while i work. now, i am not one to take shit from people, so i told him to leave.

“on what grounds are you asking me to leave? you’re a rude little girl” (oh yes, his tone was condescending through out the entire period)

“for the fact that you will not abide by the laws? that is enough. i have to ask you 5 times to even move”

“what, that wasn’t 5 times, that was at the most twice”

what, the hell. there shouldn’t even be a second time dickhead. “i still have to ask you to leave sir. you’ve got your drink, you’ve paid. you are not wanted here, there will be no more services for you.”

“i can’t just leave like that. no one walks around with a beer in his hand. i have to at least finish my beer.”

“i can assure you, there are many people who walks around with a beer in their hands.”

again, this went on and on for a good few minutes, him smirking and drinking out of his beer bottle, while i move closer to suggest he is not wanted and will not be entertained. finally i had enough of his smirk. The only way to watch him leave is if i take his beer away. and he insisted on being refunded for it, because he didn’t want to look like some drunktard with his beer in his hands.

i am not about to pay someone for his misbehaviour.

so i grabbed his bottle of beer, and he immediately got angry, and rose up, and tried to whack the beer into my head. Except for the fact that i had a tight grip on the bottle, i almost got hit on the head.

“YOU CAN’T DO THIS, THIS IS ASSAULT!” he said to me.

“no this is not. this conversation has revealed your maturity level, which is non-existent. and has indicated to me that you’re intoxicated. therefore what i am doing is RESPONSIBLE ALCOHOL SERVICE for you.”

“call the police!”

“sure i will, give me your card or contact details”

“no, you give me your card!”

“you are standing right here where i work, i believe you’re not on home grounds here to ask for my card.”

“you are a silly silly girl, this is ridiculous.”

“yes it is, the fact is you are mocking me, you can see i have no other colleagues on at the moment, and you are picking on me and smirking at me.”

“i am just smiling because this is ridiculous.”

“yes, you ARE ridiculous sir, all because you wanted a ciggy in an illegal zone.”

“YOU and your colleagues smoke there too, i saw that last week!”

HAH LOL! “what? sorry to disappoint you sir, you will find by all scientific records i am no smoker, and cannot tolerate much smoke. while i do have the lungs of a passive smoker, i do not smoke.”

“what.. no i mean your staff”

“nope, if they do, it’s out the back or up the top. more out the back and here in fact, because they can’t smoke in uniform.”

“you know what, i am never coming back. and i am letting all my friends know this.”

“if they are anything like you, it’s not a big loss, sir.”

he slammed the door in my face. fucking slut, trying to smack the bottle into my head. all because of a ciggy. yes, i know now it was dangerous. at that time i was more concerned about him trashing the place up than i was about myself. i ended up closing the restaurant until more staffs turned up in case he return.

fuck, i hate douche bags

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Current Music: Jordin Sparks FT Chris Brown - No Air
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