Exhausted.
Today woke up early in the morning and went down to J8 with my sis. Coz she's going there to do display and I just happen to work full shift. So we actually just opened the shop around 9.30am. Haha. And the whole day was fun. In-charge wasn't there. Just me, and a full-timer, and a new part-timer(1st day). And we were given 1.7k for our target by OM and we actually hit 1.9k by the end of the day. Haha, miracle. So happy. Was doing hell lot of cashiering. And the full-timer Joanna was serving a customer who later bought 42 bearbrick in total, which cost him around S$250. Wooohooo. And we sold 4 t-shirts, which previously was moving very slowly. WOw. Even with that new part-timer not doing anything, we still did it. Speaking of that part-timer, we did asked her to greet a few times and she just refused to. =.="' But I did saw her approaching customers several times.
Anyway, nth much, I like the two lightbox display my sis did. Especially the "monkey island". haha. If I get the photos, maybe I'll post it. Today was a long day, yet doesn't feel long. I worked from 9+ to 11+. Omg. haha.
But still, this is just temporary fun. In a few weeks time, I'll say bye bye to these people. And meet new classmates. Really hope I'll meet more friends. And please give me friends that I'm comfortable with. Not friends that I have to compromise with, though I'm used to it, but I'm tired.
And again, time is passing too fast, and by having this type of temporary fun, it seems like wasting time. I mean, I wanna fully make use of this holiday, not just work. But what am I doing now?
Listening to some songs, they really bring back memories... At that time when I feel so happy, and looking forward to everyday, these were all the songs I was listening. Especially that song, "All about you". If one were to ask me about that particular day, I can still remember and say it clearly. Just that particular day. Coz it meant alot to me, I mean, that's the happiest day of my life...I think.
Hehe.
I guess I'll just keep dreaming... =)
~Kaze
Dreaming of the past...
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