well, that was it.
i just came back from toysrus at united square.
working the nighttime shift.
NIGHTTIME SHIFT.

that means i havent slept in a full 24 hours.
that's great.

there was that one time a nice old uncle asked me if "it was possible" to rewrite my whole inventory sheet again(on the same sheet of paper), cos he "dont think the cashier guys can see clearly" the numbers. now even though i said he was a nice guy, nice guys still can piss people off.
numero uno: why on earth must you ask me if its possible1!?!? what do you think?!?!? if i told you no, and to go get lost, what would you do?!?!! spit it out man, i had the whole freaking night to correct your bloody inventory sheet. like there was anything wrong with it in the first place.
numero duo: i really took care to make sure the numbers are wellformed, and that's saying something, considering you and your freaking company are only paying me $5 an hour to screw up my biological clock and threaten my health and life. and, HOW NEAT DO YOU WANT MY FREAKING HANDWRITING TO BE WHEN YOU'RE UNDERPAYING ME, SLAVE DRIVER? pay peanuts, you get monkeys. and monkeys who dont eat peanuts will throw them back at you. so there.


oh, but i learnt a new phrase today. its "OhMyGucci!" i just couldnt stop laughing.
ohmygucci!


and i made some friends! or acquaintances, i guess. siu sian, jeremy, anna, gayathri, and even an ex cedarian from band! she's from lynn's cohort, can't remember her name.




but the concluding verdict is, i never want to work for toysrus again. the organising is damn poor, plus i dont think very much of their staff. see if you could handle working for 10 hours through night and morning, getting called outsider, and being degraded into some bodoh alien being i dont know how to explain it, in anycase, im going to bed.



good morning.