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Sunday, December 23, 2007 Y 1:05 PM shuhan here. I HATE NICOLE. I HATE NICOLE. I HATE NICOLE. I HATE NICOLE. I HATE NICOLE. did opening with her yesterday and she was damn emo. maybe she need to spend her lonely christmas alone? no idea lah! anyway, i reached at 9am when i am supposed to reach at 9.30am to speed things up (i don't care, i want the best part-time employee of the month) and she slowly shake her way in at 9:30am and still dare to give me her black attitude face. 'nicole, you want to eat? i go buy breakfast.' 'no hor! you think very free is it? so many things haven finish how to eat?' wah lao. cannot finish then come earlier lah! i came early and did my part alr and now she wanna starve me. even the cleaner of the outlet cannot stand her ill-treating staffs and bought breadtalk bread for me lah! she's such a witch! AND. early in the morning, gordon asked me to 'bank in money' for the outlet. gordon: 'hey, help me go bank in money ok.' shuhan: 'ya, no problem.' (can't wait to get out of the outlet so don't have to see witch) witch: 'don't lose the money hor! later %*#%*$(^&............' shuhan: 'ya la, if i lose the money i will go jump building alr, you won't have the chance to see me again. or i will come back and ask the boss to take my life, but too bad la, my life also don't worth so much' witch: 'em.' gordon: 'what don't worth much! everyone's life is very expensive one ok! if lose then you come back and be free labour for boss la' she dare to em lor! as tho she agree with me my life don't worth much! as you can see, the above conversation did not mention which bank i should go. and being a PART TIMER, i am not updated that they have alr changed their bank. so i walked all the way to UOB bank beside the stupid duck tour building. i queued damn long, and finally reached the counter when the guy at the counter told me, "miss, i think this one is citibank, not UOB. would you like to check with your manager?" wah lao. bang wall. so i called the outlet and the witch picked up! 'can i talk to gordon?' 'just tell me.' 'erm. i walked to UOB and the person said is citibank...' 'HUH! why you so $^(&$*^&$^&$(%&^.............' 'so WHERE is the citibank?' (damn pissed off alr) 'at paragon lah!' can you imagine i can actually happily take a lift up but i walked all the way to the other end of orchard? and no one inform me that they have already changed bank? so i walked back, and once i reached the outlet, witch started scolding me that i took the wrong order just now (before i went to the bank). but that idiot customer told me she wanted waffle ice cream without ice cream! i mean, it is such an abnormal thing, how can i possibly heard it wrongly? so the bitch said she wanted WAFFLE ICE-CREAM, and so witch screamed at me in the kitchen. so i cried. ya. like again, i cried. damn hungry, tired, pissed off. comments i heard from kitchen staff when i am crying: 1. that witch screamed at you ah? 2. ignore her lah. pretend she is chanting sutra. 3. tell me the bank story leh. 4. customer always very guai lan one la. 5. i also kana guai lan customer before. li zhen was so shocked when i went in the kitchen to take my bag. she thought i am leaving. 'what you doing? why you taking your bag?' 'i had enough, not working anymore.' 'huh! don't like that lah. just bear with her!' 'no lah, you think i very rich meh. must bear one mah. i forgot my name tag la.' 'hahaha! scared me leh!' i pray that the lady who told me she wanted waffles without ice cream can have her front teeth knocked off and never ever can bite a waffle properly. and for a moment, i am so mad with gordon for not backing me up when that witch screamed at me. so i decided to be rebellious and ignored the constant ringing of the pick-up bell since nicole ALWAYS emphasize that we must stay in our designated station. so i ignored the bell even when i am free. but gordon kept trying to make the atmosphere better, so i forgave him after a while. i told alex (new asst manager) that i am not going to ever work with that bitch. if whoever assign me to work opening with her, he or she can be prepared to receive my MC. i can't possibly tell gordon that face to face so i hope alex can sort of spread the news to gordon's ears. I HATE NICOLE. the end. |
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