Saturday, May 07, 2005
Today's buzy busy BUZY. Damn. I know they're using me to their full advantage before I can leave the company. The 1st Sat of the month is always the WORSE. Damn. Its so freaking sickening and tiring coz u get ALL sorts of parents coming to pay for their kids' tuition fees. ALL SORTS.
I mean, aunties with fat and flabby arms, saggy skin, oily face and REBONDED blond hair. They wear their whole BOTTLE of foundation and squeeze themselves into tight skin hugging skimpy spags and halters, complete with a totally mismatched short shorts thats so tight u're afraid their blood circulation stops just there and that they may just collapse onto the counter u're at- crushing u with their weight.
What could be worse than when all The Aunties Of the World Unite, walking up and down the counter like its an aisle for their fashion parade and demanding that we serve them like they are Taras? Some are born, unfortunately, with a face which says "Hit Me Baby! (one more time)" or maybe its their pencil-thin eyebrows which looks like plastic strips of black tape pasted unto their faces. Or their marker-drawn eyeliners and deeply crayoned blue eyeshadow. I'm sorry if you're eating now, I dont mean to make you puke.
I shall spare you from further groteques details.
Anyway, some are disgustingly demanding. Its like they expect you to clean the shit off their ass or pluck out their aimlessly-grown nose hair for them. I espcially hate it when I hand them the nets machine for them to punch their PIN and they take it that I am HOLDING IT OUT FOR THEM TO PUNCH THEIR FREAKING PIN when its freaking obvious that i'm holding it at its edge so that they can HOLD IT THEMSELVES and key; and they when they do irritate me by punching while I am holding it, it falls off my hand and they expect me to PICK IT UP AND HOLD IT UP FOR THEM. Hello Mam? Isnt it obvious that YOU have to do it yourself? I'm not paid to be your nets machine holder. What is worse is when they REPEATED the same gesture for their following subjects (u have to pay different subjects differently) Man, I was so pissed. If there's anything to be punched, its gotta be their face.
The worse has yet to come.
There are those who are so condesending to you just coz, to them, u're just a mere counter-girl, someone who possibly dropped out and have to do this shitty job of serving their fat flabbly foul-smelling asses. It doesnt help when their kids- who have not even gotten their PSLE certs- think the same way and treat u like shit. I mean, if they wanna do it tt way- Please get your A level certs before talking to me, if not, keep ur freaking mouth shut. I will prob complete my degree before u even get ur PSLE cert.
But can i trash it out on these think-their-so-smart-but-are-just-shit kids? No, coz I'm in a line where u've to smile no matter what happens- just like a senile in a mental hospital. A complete idiot. Pardon me, but its totally stupid to act silly when you're not one. Its like telling ppl, "Come! Drown me in your spit!" When inside, you feel like hurling them by their hair and spinning them around till they fly OUT of sight (like the way the headmistress does in Matilda). Plus, it seems fun to stuff the NETS machine into their mouths and make them swap their NETS card up their own asses.
Please man, be nice and I'll be sweet as an angel, if not, I'll be so mean u'll be sorry you even spoke to me.
I'm simply not fit to do Customer Service.
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