work with style.
well well well, yesterday was a freaking dreadful day for me.
i was supposed to open/unlock the store and i came later than usual!
Imran was waiting for me for god-knows-how-long.
otw to work, i was being stopped by a tp cos i jaywalked. LOL, daft thing to get a ticket for.
Cotton On was abusing me,
or maybe I am purely clumsy? I am isn’t it, Husaini?
past customer shadowed me, HAHA(merepek), a black American asked for my number, eccentric or what?
and yea I got super scared, I gave him an erroneous digits. Merepek or what?
And of course I was being a moral girlfriend (that’s what my assistant manager agreed on).
assistant manager thinks I’m a poodle,
he kept on doing stuff like “who’s a good girl… who’s a good girl…” towards me and brushed my hair -_-“
but it’s okay, they are all enjoyable kick-ass people. I wouldn’t want to quit.
slightly concerned in the near outlook there will be some misinterpretation among us, I am really trying to get away from that.
anyhoo, shehana applied at my workplace! hope she gets in, then it'll be so ohper duper fun!
oh and my new name at Cotton On is Lyanna -_- thanks everyone for calling me la-yan-naa.
my manager still owes me a pashmina. Hmph.