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♥Sunday, May 6


after wad happened at work yesterday, there's no reason for me to stay behind. since day one, the environment, the staffs has been putting me off. i mean, im fine if the store is full of fillipinos. 
wad im not fine with is when i talk to them, try to be friendly with them, asking them whether they wanna go lunch or not during lunch and they totally ignored me and pretended im not there at all and went off on their own. 
im not fine with one of the woman showing me her black face even though i didnt do anything to her. not fine with her showing me attitude even though i didnt show her how unhappy i am with her. and totally not fine with her stepping on my foot, not saying anything and pretended nth happened, stared at me with her freaking big gold fish eyes thats going to pop out anytime soon and walked off. AS IF NTH HAPPENED. and when i helped her with drinks, she asked me not to helped her =.=" hello. im doing u a favour (im doing myself a favour too because there's nth much to do). yes, i know ur old; ur experienced, u dun need my help. yes, i know ur big-sized, thats why u always "EXCUSE ME!" in ur super high pitched voice when im in the way. yeah, i also know that maybe ur feet has too much fats, thats why its blocking ur nerves so u cant feel ur stepping on something. NICE! 
now im thinking whether i should tell the manager that i dun like the staffs there if he ever asks me why im quitting. 
URGHHHH! not sure how long im gonna put up with this. but i swear, by the end of this month im gonna quit this. 
i'll be throwing a party in celebration of that. do attend. thankyouverymuch. 
to that woman, ur gonna get it from me on my last day of work. i swear u'll remember me for the rest of ur life. (well, knowing myself, i probably wont do anything impactful. but well, maybe i'll step on ur foot and walk off and see u scream ur head off, like u always do)

Out Of Bounds:D
12:37 pm