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Friday, April 06, 2007
shaneislove was here 10:01 PM

For those who didn't know, i've been working at E2 Lingerie shop for nearly two weeks already. Gotten this job through my uncle (and i shan't explain why because it may be too confusing to gasp).. and today is "officially" my last day of work..well i mean i'd actually "cheated" my supervisor's trust by saying that I have school stuffs to settle, thus have to quit. I know you guys must be thinking why did I quit just after 2 weeks? Seriously, there are a few reasons to it. Firstly, its way too physically and mentally torturing. We have no shifts at all; meaning I have to work the entire day from 10.45am-9.30pm, and its REALLY tiring because we have to STAND for the entire day. Secondly, I think the company has NO welfare at all. We can work everyday from mon-sun for consequtively 10 days and prolly get only a day off. THAT'S CRAZY ok!! This is only for me lah..my other malaysian full time colleagues havent had an off day for the past 1 mth..i was SHOCKED to hear that. Are they trying to kill people or what? Thirdly, i don't know if i am being hired as a salesgirl or a stocktaker? Half of my working days i'd been asked to go other outlets and headoffice to help to stock count. I mean, tmd! I applied for a sales girl job not a stocktaker okay! DO YOU THINK I AM A BALL WHICH YOU CAN KICK AROUND?! hello...wake up your idea.

anyway, i've never dreamt that i would actually go and sell lingerie..and its really an experiential journey; though short but fulfiling. Met some great colleagues and supervisors, and also ONE particular disgustingly idiotic bitchy in charge. Oh well you're lucky i didn't storm off that day. On top of that, meeting new and different customers has always been the only motivation and challenge to me. Some customers are really friendly and "shuang kuai"..they talk to you like some friend and trust your words. On the other hand, i've met a few whom was really unreasonable and particularly choosey.. plus i don't know if they are thinking in the right mind or just trying too hard. I mean seriously, who the hell don't know the policy that undergarments bought out cannot be exchangeable?! It's for hygiene purpose and stop being like a old bitch screaming for your rights. ITS NOT EVEN YOUR RIGHT for god sake. In addition, there are some customers who simply want to make a salesgirl's job more tedious..by going around digging for bras and undergarments from beneath the stack of them..making everything topple and messed up. It's not that we didn't offer to help you look for the size or something, and btw everything is NEW and FRESH..don't need to DIG like as if the other piece is made of gold or what right.. what's the diff between the top and bottom one?! The thing is, i won't stop you from digging..but at least show some courtesy by putting them back in the right order after you dig can?

well..now i am worried about my pay because they haven't credited my account..and hoping that Rose(my supervisor) doesn't call me up tmr and pretend to forget about my resignation.

i miss you

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