Friday, February 16, 2007

ppp

i probably should call myself the gangster wrapper. or gangsta wrappa, ratha.

a la 50cent, but not quite.

i wrap like mad at work nowadays.

now pots, pans and porcelain (ppp i term them) is the norm for me at my workplace.

idiotic jerome. cursed me that i might be posted to the pots and pans department. and it REALLY turned out to just that. tsk tsk. everyday i wrap and wrap. still not proficient at it though, but definitely better with my hands now. haha.

pay's not good at all. but hey, this is the only job that i could get. better then idling away at home. at least i learn something, although not really mentally stimulating. kinda tests more on patience and endurance. haven't yet started with the cash register machine, but next week i'm quite sure i've to start cashiering. so no more gangsta-wrappa for me i guess. actually not really.

been reading a book on english words and terms that are actually imported and borrowed from other languages. some of them are really alien to me, but some of them we use itall the time, not knowing it actually is of foreign nature. like vice versa. or status quo. or even chic. and macho.

so everyday i do the same thing - wake up, go to work, read this book on the way to work( i'm done with it actually), work my ass off, thn go back and read it on the way home, then sleep.

i'm still trying to get used to such routines, but so far it has been okay. work hasn't really been a blast, but at least it ain't boring, although there's really alot of tedious things to do. like i said, at least there's things to do. even though the pay might never match anything else.

so i don't work for the next 3 days. but as always, nothing is ever open during these holidays.

i guess it's home sweet home for me then this weekend.

then got a steamboat next week at vonnie's house. more than 2 years ago it was christmas dinner at fab's house. so now is a chinese new year steamboat dinner. ah shall have to rush down from work then.

my legs are really aching like mad! tsk tsk. now i know the life behind the counter ain't so simple.

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