Uncomfortable Comfortables
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Well, today, i started a job as a bedsheet promoter at john little at Compass Point. Damn Ah Heng tell jeremy to tell me to go there at 9.45 wen the shop ony open at 11. Ah Heng is the rather unreliable coordinator... so i've heard. Its impossible to say his name over the phone without sounding like a stuck up bitch unless you say it with a singlish slang. Anyways, i found it really dodgy cause there's no like application form from the company itself(Eadeco...distributes the Akemi, a brand of bed stuff) so like i dont even know how i'll get paid. Well tomoro i'll ask him personally. Skali at the end of it all they never pay us sia. Well, tomoro he's gotta sign this paper for john little to give me the promoter tag, so i'll photocopy that and if(touch wood) some cheating does occur, i can easily make a court case. Maybe i'm being a little to suspicious. Never hurts to be careful.
So like at 11.30 the new stocks came. It was hurting my back crryin all the packages. Thank god this other girl, Alvina(sounds like i'm trying to tease a sissy named alvin) from another branch came to help and the warehouse ppl also helped to display. I liked pasting the price tags. Ok, alvina looks malay even though she's chinese and speaks limited english, that 2 malay women spoke to her in malay and a chinese woman told her that its ok to eat fom a certain stall cause it was vegetarian. And somehow, she told me that once she stayed beck till like 1 a.m. working for god knows what reason. There's no way i'm ever gonna do that just because stocks came late. Well, hopefully the present stock will last till i leave.
After like a 4.30 lunch, i was alone on there. It was so freakin borin. OUh and i saw this pillow, whher on the packaging, it said adult and unisex. I mean who has ever heard a special pillow for male and female. Ok there was this one stupid japan product thats in the shape of a guy's arm and shoulders.
There are two things i hate about this job. 1. i have no frikin colleages to talk to no matter how retarded they may be. On my right is the lingerie department and on my left is the baby department. 2. Because of the nature of the things i sell, the only customers i have are aunties. And even though there are some young couples, they are outshined by the slum aunties that speak their dialect with the most annoying nasal tone or like one was tellin another at the top of her voice, the difference between fitted and non, "Laber, Laber" referring to the elastic around the edges. Luckily if i go insane from frustration or lack of human interaction, i pass by Woodbridge on the way home. I'm not gonna go on for long. Gonna stop at the end of feb. Hope i can last. Wish me luck.
I'll end off by sayin, Avenged Sevenfold totally rocks. Dresden Dolls aint too bad either. They're twisted.
Morbidity Exposed
10:15 PM
