“and here goes my story.”

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time flies when you're having fun.
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IT SURE DOES ITS MONDAY NOW!!!!
ugh!ugh!ughhh!
whilst im eating my steaming hot fishball noodles over here,
im dreading the rest of this week and the prospect of doing my hair(AGAIN) later on.
i cut my hair myself ytd.the back,i mean.now its considerably shorter and uglier.
while my mum cut my fringe.its better but definitely not nice and obstinately wouldnt settle the way i want it to.grumps.
why's the world so unfair?!
rcv-ed my schedule ytd,
want me to show you my schedule?
the first msg was:
wed:10-3
thur:10-3
fri:10.30-3
sat:10-4
then i was feeling so happy and floaty about it when BAM,the next one showed SLIGHT changes.
tues:6-10.30
wed:10-3
thurs:10-10.30
fri:10.30-3
sat:10-4
all of them am to pm.-____-
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Hey!
im not doing some easy job where you stand there feeding ppl false information like oh its the best product we have here i use it everyday its veryveryvery good! NO.
nor am i staring at the clothes rack waiting for customers to walk in so i can run over with a fake smile plastered all over my face saying please take a look at our wares! to a grouchy-faced ahmah.NO.
hello,im doing ardous tasks like having to memorise the menus AND their ingredients AND their jap names And getting scolded for not remembering them And running around carrying a big heavy tray loaded with food in EACH hand And faking enthusiasm at serving dumb ppl And washing dirty tablecloths And sweeping the floor And clearing tables And getting my hands soaked in bleach And etcetc.
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all of the above for a measly sum of $6/hr.mind you!
makes me wish i was back in school.
why dont you quit then? you ask,
look, heres the crux part of it all; i cant quit.
its not that i dont want to,duh.
its about politics when it comes to this.
and i hate those mental games that i suck at.
so, when i get outta there, god forbid that in any future i'll have anything to do with that industry.seriously.
how am i gna get out of there?dont ask.
if i knew i would be typing a very happy post right now about how fun work was today and how my hair would rock your socks off.
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naaaa,just messing with you.

okay.rave's over.sighs.let me get to finishing my now-cold fishball noodles then.
*waves

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