owellz. am supposed to do my chinese tuition homework (like... wtf stay at home to study -.-). the chinese department must be so proud. dum dee dum dum. at least i get to slack loads too.
quite a few units at my block are undergoing some communal pipe repair now, mine included, therefore we are living in the past and surviving on the pails and pails of water in the bathroom.
yesterday marks my first foray into the dark corporate world and the beginnings of my high flying career. oh the joy of being a sales promoter, i stood for FIVE WHOLE HOURS without sitting (except once on a rather hard white hollow bowl) and i must have said "Hello, would you like to try? :) " at least 50 times. it was a rather humbling experience, having people ignore you utterly when you approach them. o and whenever i saw teenagers i just busied myself arranging the packets.
but at least there was human interaction there, for the last 2 hours i was made to tend this ulu booth and i basically just stood there forming words out of the sign in front of me. and doing the moon walk along my booth. and texting secretly. and checking the time every 15 minutes. and composing few lines of a poem about "working under minimum wage".and yawning surreptitiously. and drumming my fingers on the counter.
it was a long two hours.
the people there are all so nice, though out of my age demographic. one of them bought tuna bread for us :D but when i applied for this job, i conviniently forgot that i have chronic back ache after standing/walking for too long. IT. WAS. TORTURE.
on a bimbotic ending note, i almost broke two of my nails at work trying to open a bloody container.
all that, for $27.50.
[edit: laughs at the brouhaha on facebook. o the irony. in so many ways.]