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this is a job for TAMAKI! <3
Dec. 15th, 2006 12:02 amHur. I don't have work today (tomorrow too!) so I'll just spend my time talking about yesterday - which was stupendous.
We started off with cash-register training, which I picked up rather easily and perhaps too zealously. Haha, I think I can almost nearly handle anything with a keyboard in two. We'll just have to see what happens when I go 'live' on the kiosk's cash-register soon. Other than that, we had an awesome time at the info counter. God, it was exhausting running around looking for books, but it definitely was fulfilling when you (I quote from Josephine) "place the book in the hands of the customer".
I've been quite lucky to have been getting extremely understanding and friendly customers. My first one was this ang-moh guy who was looking for "How to Read Like Writers". I chatted to him a bit and to my surprise, he joked about how stern I looked - to which I replied that I was friggin' nervous as this was the first time I was doing this. XD I couldn't find his books even after raiding the overstock room so I was a little disappointed. He was terribly understanding though!
My second most memorable customer was this lady who was looking for Freakonomics and a Pokemon book. What are the chances of that happening to me?! I was trying to hide my joy and led her to the different sections where the things she was looking for were. I couldn't find the Pokemon pokedex book, so I enlisted the help of one of my seniors - I think his name was Hafiz or... haha, I forgot his name - and he went charging off to find the pokemon book. I however, after many tries at the overstock room for other customers, finally managed to dig up a copy of Freakonomics for the lady customer! :D I say finally because she was probably the fifth or sixth person I was serving, I had botched attempts with the others (including a man looking for a map), and one of the first few people I managed to successfully serve. Oh happy day.
Now before I burst out in song and dance, I need to record down this other memorable customer by the name of Bonita. I love her name. It's very very chic. Haha. Apparently she was so happy with me that she asked for my name (actually I jest, it was probably just a proper gesture). Anyway, I outdid myself by personally searching for the Led Zeppelin book she wanted to get for her friend.
Other memorable customers including one looking for books on Tibet (her husband is going there), the map guy, and a girl looking for Japanese dictionaries.
At the info counter, I made friends (I hate how cheesy that sentence sounds) with a few more people, including the very cool Zheng Han. Actually I also forgot his name - shows you how forgetful I am - in addition to the various other staff. :D() Heh.
A rather embarrassing event happened. :D() To summarise the whole fiasco rather simple: my subconscious, as Freud would say (in more sophisticated terms, of course), is screwed up. I dreamt of a few people including: Rachel Koh, Clare, Derek Chia, Gomes, Kurtz, Michelle (hahaha power ranger), and I think Team Man/Men so that probably already clued me in to how fucked up my nightmare was. So anyway, there was a prom/party/frou-frou incident at my primary school and er, I did this wholedrunken love confession to an above person. =A= I woke up, told Rachel Koh about it and she told the person about it. HAHAHAHAHAH. x///////x 超恥ずかしい～
Pray tell I don't estrange all my friends from my over-jewelled mind. Snerk.
I'm having off-days today and tomorrow before I plunge back into work on Saturday (and I expect, Sunday), so mum brought us out for lunch at the newly opened Tampines IKEA. Bought a shitload of things, excluding the recliner that my mum attempted to buy. I say attempted because we realized that it wouldn't fit in the car. We had a too-filling lunch of potatoes, poached salmon, meatballs, chicken and the list goes on. I had fun talking and catching up with my grandmother, who's the most precocious and precious grandma in the whole wide world.
( IKEA shopping haul )
I think that's all? I hope so.
I was supposed to go to the MNG sale with my mum today but the fsking long queue at the IKEA restaurant took longer than usual. Hopefully I can pop down tomorrow with her to pick up a much needed pair of pants/jeans for the new job (so that I don't have to wear the SAME PAIR EVERY DAY). No really guys, I only have one pair of wearable jeans. By that I mean jeans comfortable enough to run around in like a crazy f00l - my other pair is not suitable for the vigorous customer service I have to undertake.
Okay. I deleted all 44 messages from that person already. It's not a load of my chest; I don't feel like a wreck - I feel normal. I've been wanting to delete the irrelevant things pertaining to my life for a long time already, not hold onto things... not to live in the past I'd cliched-ly say, and I finally got down to doing it.
Gack, it's already Friday. I have too many things to do. :\ This is where I should insert an apt philosophical quote, but ... nah.
We started off with cash-register training, which I picked up rather easily and perhaps too zealously. Haha, I think I can almost nearly handle anything with a keyboard in two. We'll just have to see what happens when I go 'live' on the kiosk's cash-register soon. Other than that, we had an awesome time at the info counter. God, it was exhausting running around looking for books, but it definitely was fulfilling when you (I quote from Josephine) "place the book in the hands of the customer".
I've been quite lucky to have been getting extremely understanding and friendly customers. My first one was this ang-moh guy who was looking for "How to Read Like Writers". I chatted to him a bit and to my surprise, he joked about how stern I looked - to which I replied that I was friggin' nervous as this was the first time I was doing this. XD I couldn't find his books even after raiding the overstock room so I was a little disappointed. He was terribly understanding though!
My second most memorable customer was this lady who was looking for Freakonomics and a Pokemon book. What are the chances of that happening to me?! I was trying to hide my joy and led her to the different sections where the things she was looking for were. I couldn't find the Pokemon pokedex book, so I enlisted the help of one of my seniors - I think his name was Hafiz or... haha, I forgot his name - and he went charging off to find the pokemon book. I however, after many tries at the overstock room for other customers, finally managed to dig up a copy of Freakonomics for the lady customer! :D I say finally because she was probably the fifth or sixth person I was serving, I had botched attempts with the others (including a man looking for a map), and one of the first few people I managed to successfully serve. Oh happy day.
Now before I burst out in song and dance, I need to record down this other memorable customer by the name of Bonita. I love her name. It's very very chic. Haha. Apparently she was so happy with me that she asked for my name (actually I jest, it was probably just a proper gesture). Anyway, I outdid myself by personally searching for the Led Zeppelin book she wanted to get for her friend.
Other memorable customers including one looking for books on Tibet (her husband is going there), the map guy, and a girl looking for Japanese dictionaries.
At the info counter, I made friends (I hate how cheesy that sentence sounds) with a few more people, including the very cool Zheng Han. Actually I also forgot his name - shows you how forgetful I am - in addition to the various other staff. :D() Heh.
A rather embarrassing event happened. :D() To summarise the whole fiasco rather simple: my subconscious, as Freud would say (in more sophisticated terms, of course), is screwed up. I dreamt of a few people including: Rachel Koh, Clare, Derek Chia, Gomes, Kurtz, Michelle (hahaha power ranger), and I think Team Man/Men so that probably already clued me in to how fucked up my nightmare was. So anyway, there was a prom/party/frou-frou incident at my primary school and er, I did this whole
Pray tell I don't estrange all my friends from my over-jewelled mind. Snerk.
I'm having off-days today and tomorrow before I plunge back into work on Saturday (and I expect, Sunday), so mum brought us out for lunch at the newly opened Tampines IKEA. Bought a shitload of things, excluding the recliner that my mum attempted to buy. I say attempted because we realized that it wouldn't fit in the car. We had a too-filling lunch of potatoes, poached salmon, meatballs, chicken and the list goes on. I had fun talking and catching up with my grandmother, who's the most precocious and precious grandma in the whole wide world.
( IKEA shopping haul )
I think that's all? I hope so.
I was supposed to go to the MNG sale with my mum today but the fsking long queue at the IKEA restaurant took longer than usual. Hopefully I can pop down tomorrow with her to pick up a much needed pair of pants/jeans for the new job (so that I don't have to wear the SAME PAIR EVERY DAY). No really guys, I only have one pair of wearable jeans. By that I mean jeans comfortable enough to run around in like a crazy f00l - my other pair is not suitable for the vigorous customer service I have to undertake.
Okay. I deleted all 44 messages from that person already. It's not a load of my chest; I don't feel like a wreck - I feel normal. I've been wanting to delete the irrelevant things pertaining to my life for a long time already, not hold onto things... not to live in the past I'd cliched-ly say, and I finally got down to doing it.
Gack, it's already Friday. I have too many things to do. :\ This is where I should insert an apt philosophical quote, but ... nah.
