8:17 p.m. - 2004-11-23
Hate Job! HATE!!!!
no. Jo is not in a good mood. a good mood is the last thing on her mind right now, and she is in fact feeling extremely crappy and on the verge of a breakdown.
three guesses as to why.
one word
Job
I HATE MY JOB!
why dont i just quit then? because i need the money, and its not so easy finding a replacement job. if i could i'd have dropped this piece of shit like an anvil into a river.
oh and wouldnt i love to attach a few of my lame-ass co-worker guys to that anvil first.
y'know, morning was busy, which i dont really mind as it gives me something to do rather than stand around and idle. so yes, i worked my ass off the whole morning and afternoon. i had to fix broken machines, replace eaten tokens, field a shitload of questions from parents and kids..
i had to help a little girl, who was lost and crying, find her father and brother. and this was all only in one section of the Hall. the guys were supposed to cover the other two sections. do they? Fuck them all.
at about 4.30, as i was coming back from the bathroom, i stopped in the Present section to reset a few of the PC games. that was when one parent came up to me and complained that other visitors were hogging all the games...
then at the entrance to the LAN games, another parent comes up and says that she's just walked the length and breadth of the Exhibition hall trying to find staff to help her with something. why? because the guys who're supposed to be there are all happily seated inside the LAN games lounge, happily playing on the PCs
which led to a third parent coming up, thinking i was in charge, and giving me an earful about how Science Center staff - my idiot-headed, co-worker guys - are hogging the LAN games and her sons, who are paying customers, have been made to sit and wait.
so with this mother staring daggers down my back i went over to Pseudo-gay and pretty much told him to beat it.
later he comes to me and tells me that he was offended by the way i told him to move. FUCK YOU! you were in the wrong, so stop trying to redeem yourself by saying i was rude to you and trying to blame it on everyone else. if i was blunt, tough, deal with it. you're a fucking man, and if you cant take a little girl like me telling you to take a hike then you have serious problems screw-boy.
he goes on to say that i'm part of the team, we're all colleauges.. yadda yadda yadda...i had to bite back a few choice words about what exactly he could go do to his 'team'. WHAT TEAM?! i'm not part of any team. you slaggers have your own little clique that i neither am, nor want to be, any part of. so dont you come to me with teamwork bullshit, i will give you hell.
i was thoroughly fed up so i called Lai San and told her what went on. she said she'd look into it, though how much i dont know since all the guys are busy kissing up to her all the time.
i had a mini-breakdown on the way to RC. i know i should have gone straight home but i needed to be with some friends, and since KY was there and i'd been lamenting to him about my job ever since i started it, i decided to go there first.
slag i probably embarressed myself there cos i nearly had a second breakdown at RC, and nearly full out cried in the store. dunno how i held it back, but i did somehow.
KY, Gary, Yan Jie, i know you'll probably never read this but thanks for the support nonetheless. i appreciate it. you guys rock.
somehow i dread going to work tomorrow cos i just know its going to be a five-on-one deal over what happened today. but according to Jazz, if i dont go, it'll seem like i'm hiding, so i should go, and whatever happens, to not back down.
i'll try my best Jazz..
for now i'm just gonna go hug my Jazz toy and cry...
