WORK = PLEASANT
PEOPLE AT WORK =
LOVELOVELOVE-LY
i used to loathe the idea of being seen waitressing by people who i know personally, that is why i was reluctant to go for interviews. dont really know what kind of an issue that is (ego? pride? stereotype?). but even though i am still rather uncomfy with the idea of being spotted wiping tables in the dingy grey uniform and black cap (personally, i find caps to be fashion suicide allies.), i think i will be very upset when it's time to quit and get back to school.
i like working on sundays. you know why? cause there's this particular guy who comes with his aunt and he's really hot with justin-timberlake-like hair and specs and simple but oh-so-hot attire. plus, he's really polite and courteous and speaks fluent and sexily-accented english. he came last week and this week. i hope to see him next week. hahahha. i told my mum and she asked me to go chat him up and get his number. i rolled my eyes cause :
one) i am on shift and that's total unprofessional behaviour
two) i havent got the guts to do that, do i?
three) he's there with his aunt!
i guess i wont ever get to know him. sadness. i wont ever get a boyfriend. pathetic. i hope he chats me up when he comes next week though. i know, keep dreaming, tyng. like he will ever want a girl in a cap. seriously, the cap kills everything.
i was happy today cause this two customers were pretty biased and they were alittle reluctant to be served by others, but me. i guess i feel appreciated and valued or something, but i am glad to be able to serve to a point of satisfaction that they will come to me to sought cake flavors advice. practically all 12 slices of their cakes were chosen by me. hahhaha. shit i am bull-crapping.
ok i am bored. my life is boring recently so no pictures, nothing interesting.
ta-ta.
xoxo.
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