what la.. yes, thank you soooooooooooooooooooo much.. fucker.. i swear if it happens again, i'll slit your throat.. i cant stand being like this!! stupid fucker.. dont. play. ass.

got scolded, reprimanded by my manager today, which totally fucked up my already fucked up day.. im already so tired, im already so pissed at myself, im already so exhausted thinking so much, im already so confused, i hate being in this dilemma, and here i am getting scolded by some over sensitive male chauvinist.. i was walking past my asst. manager, and he asked why i looked so tired, told him i slept at 4 that morning, then he stated that since i had a nice nap during break i shouldnt be so tired.. then he went on to tell me that naps in the afternoon aren't very good, cuz it takes away about 2 hours of your sleep at night.. i was just about to finish up our brief conversation.. then wilson comes and stares at me for talking.. he asked why i was talking (bcuz it was a brief fleeting convo to keep me going, and that i was finishing it up and going to go back to my post), he said if he didnt come to our area, i wouldnt have stopped talking (nah, i was already finishing the conversation with robert up!) DONT TALK BACK AT ME.. yes, that's considered talking back at people.. i cant believe it! talking back is like "what la.. not happy is it?" or something along that line.. and another thing, I HAVE AN ATTITUDE.. eh.. okay.. attitude problem girl.. yes, that's me.. i cant believe this either! how on EARTH can that be an attitude.. oh, and i was SLACKING! hello, yes, i admit i was tired, but, i kep smiling throughout the night, and doing my duties even though my eyes were half open.. HELLO!?! what the hell.. and I HAVE BEEN TALKING A LOT TO SHERWIN DURING WORK?!? righteo! he;s usually in the kitchen, and during the brief periods of time when he delivers the food, i just ask which table it goes to.. i hardly talk to him! i talk to EVERYONE ELSE more than what i talk to sherwin.. "everytime he comes out, you're standing next to him talking. always sitting with him talking.." gee, just realized how jealous wilson sounds.. GRR!!! i just hate! hate! being labelled a girl with bad attitude, and for 'talking back'.. yes, i shall be demure and quiet and not stand up for my rights or at least what i think.. i wasnt even being rude! GAH! cuntcuntcunt.. grrr...

and they kep rubbing in the telephonenumbersupplier'sson issue.. i just dont
want to think about anything.. im not in the mood.. dont.

this ah lian looking girl came for an interview.. seriously, WHOA, ah lian, chow ah lian.. fringe geled neatly and covering half her face.. earings, nose rings, the clothes.. ah lian material.. she's starting tomorrow, on probae for a week.. tomorrow will be interesting, to see how she tries it out.. cant believe i actually flt nervous.. fuck. bugger. wank. shit.

the thought of quitting, or maybe standing up for myself when wilon was scolding me, (in his terms, talking back), thus getting fired crossed my mind.. but im staying on for two reasons.. wanna go shopping later on..

JANICE- lucky girl.. she's so lucky.. made me laugh non stop (stomach hurts still) just 10 mintues after we met at the station.. it was raining, so she opened up her brolly as we were walking to tanglin mall from the bus stop.. she didnt realize her umbrella was flipped, but anyway, i burst out laughing, and she still didnt know.. okay, so it doesnt sound vey funny, but it was.. oh gsh, realized how she is almost exactly like me.. our 'gross' macdonald eating habit of the double mac spicy! yes.. yummy..

keith calls me to find out more about phy.. right..

two very difficult customers today..
incident one: is this white rice? (yes it is m'am) then why is it slightly yellow? (im not sure but {is steamed rice a dazzling white?}) is it polished or unpolished? (i can check with the kitchen about that m'a...) yes, go check wiht them.. -comes back from the kitchen- (excuse me, but this is imported fragrant thai rice, it comes like this) oh okay.. did you people happen to take my baby's pacifier? i cant find it anywhere (well, i seriously doubt that one of us took it but..) go check it for me.. I MEAN WHAT THE HELL.. take her kid's sucker.. right! i mean, stupid chinese lady thinks she's so great married to an ang morh.. stupid SPG..
incident two: this table complaining non stop over the food.. lime juice dont want sugar, glass noodles no taste, lime juice glass has got a crack, lime juice too sour.. blah, and blah and blah..

thinking about it, i've really learnt to control my temper.. i mean, you know, smile and thank them graciously for coming and wishing them sincerely and whole heartedly to have a great day, but inside you're like thinking "fuck you you stupid fucking cunt" yes. sadly, ive been swearing a LOT in my head.. esp those who you put on your best act for yet, they look at you and then ahead.. no 'oh you too!', no smile, no nod! i mean, yeah, basically, pathetic singaporeans... arrogant twits..

oh and sean.. i was reminded of you today when a group of 14 malaysians showed up at our restaurant without a reservation.. the coco, momo, jojo, yoyo, ahbengy looking 'university of malaysia sweaters' sort of thing.. remember your trip to malaysia.. i mean, yeah. thought they were gonna be nice.. but as i poured water, or served their dishes and such, they didnt say a word or even do anything.. wanted to slap their fucking faces.. okay.. shit, lotsa vulgarities. must control.. its very stressful and frustrating basically..

-are you who i think and hope you are? or will you turn out to be another one of them?-