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title: FML (EXCLAMATION x 100)
date: Monday, March 08, 2010
time:1:14 AM
08th March 2010, 1:14AM

I hate myself for hoping that we just might, bump into each other, somewhere. Deep down i was hoping that you would see what condition i was in. Walking with my head down, facing the concrete floor. I needed a reason to keep my mind away from you. Maybe that was why, i did what i had to..



I, officially HATE work. I have never dreaded working on a sunday before. Maybe not as bad as before though. Customers were being such bitches, with their black faces and demanding requests. I know its my duty to provide a good and friendly service, but seriously! Do you have to be so goddamn bitches! "Why is my portion of eggs smaller then my husband's?" How the fuck am i suppose to know?! Geee, maybe because it came from a smaller chicken?! So fucking stupid! They would complain about everything and anything under the sun.

I had to attend to a customer who was apparently suffering from a split personality. One minute she would be fine, the next.. she was scolding me over some small issue. She wrote a complain over the issue, and insisted on knowing my name. FUCK! I did everything i could to satisfy her, but still..

The last reason why i HATE work, is because of the BIG "S". Only grace knows who HE is. The big fuck who thinks he runs the place after the supervisors are gone. Who thinks that the rest of us are not watching? Please dude, i know what is happening around me. I know your scared to take orders, cause you got fucked up by chef and the barista's for screwing up an order? I KNOW FUCKER! I fucking know! So stop giving me that pathetic look on your bloody face, and do your fucking job, like all of us. I don't give a fuck if you use to be a manager at your previous job! Maybe that is why your previous job, decided to cut you. FUCKING LAZY ASSHOLE!

On the a lighter note, decided to accompany zul for he's smoke break, as i had so many things to complain to him about. He was the only one left at the store who i could talk too. Told him everything as he smoked and he laughed at me. IDIOT! But he promised to help. He better do. After the "talk" with zul, i went over to cinneleisure for "headbands" searching. Bought 3 different kinds for school, and i feel so much better. Kept my mind off stuff. At the same time, got some stuff for the grace and the girls. Found some really cute stuff. The sales girl was super nice too! :)Can't wait to pass it to you guys tmr.

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