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Thursday, March 10, 2005

work today was just so scary lar.

cashierin today was nightmare. had trainin til 6. did a few salas but luck barney, i meant banu was there to guide me. thank you so much.

met up wif lionel durn dinr to talk cock. haha then it was countdown. as e name suggest countdown is the time when u count the money in ur cashier post. fuck they told me i hv shortages of a hundred plus. i was hv'n cold sweat and dam stressed up sia.

then they sudd realised they made a mistake and end up tellin me i've only 50 cents of shortage. fuck them lar really can die man.

i guess i was lucky, vik again shortage of 50 bucks. dam unlucky.
work til 1130. madness seh. zinal was just so fucked up today. called my name 3 times macham parade commander. so darn loud that the whole toysrus can hear, seriously. c'mon lar i'm not that deaf ok.

off tml. maybe goin to the IT fair at suntec i think. hey guys ask me out leh. i'm so bored.

ok lar i gtg makan. hungry.
bye!


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