taken last week... BASH WAS A FATTIE IN PSCH TOO!! :DD
MY GORGEOUS RING.
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Compare the following pictures, the number for 'A'
(taken an hour before I knock off):
mine
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A: stands for the number of calls you received for that day.
I think I had 37 calls today? Close enough to the 40-something target quota that they set for each of us. Whoa. My senior seated next to me said that it's normal for Mondays.
Which makes sense, cuz people are like sooo deprived of the Q&A session on Sunday and they are just dyingggg to get to talk to us once the lines are open. loll. Awws love my analytical mind LOLL. And oh my gosh, I've got a caller earlier in the morning, who said that she wants to write in an email and compliment me on my service, which, I quote her, was "excellent". I humbly replied that it's really just my duty.
LOLL. Oh man. Reminds me of that time when I got those tips during coffee club... (that 2 dollar bill that I threw away with the trash x_____x grrr.)
I think my soups should increase my pay. LOLL. No, but one can hope...
But nah, I won't get complacent, don't worry. I think God loves me and gives me all the nice callers :D you should hear how some of my colleagues have these nastiest callers who scream, and berate and getting all impatient, thinking that we know all the info in the core of our brains and can fish out this info pronto.
Yo people, relax. Chills. A few more seconds won't hurt if you want the most accurate information, right? Tsk. And what's wrong can always be set right anyways. Urh, fine, not always. But you get the drift.
Zomg, and I want to complain (yes, surprise!) that my office gets to stuffy past the morning. It really does. The work environment SUCKS like nobody's business. We told them the aircon at my area is spoilt but was it dealt with?
Noooooooo. Of course not. They aren't the ones sitting at our desks o.o sighs.
And you would think being on level 2 where there windows looking out would be a good thing. But nooooo. Of course not. The weird window panes are so tinted they make every shade of the sky look like grey. I actually prefer B1 where there's just the big roomy room, and super aircon.
I'm not even complaining about the quadrupled workload. I just wish for the aircon to be fixed miraculously /:
Sighs.
And speaking of miracles, can someone come down and wash my white SP shirt for me please ): it's swimming in the cold pail since last week when some garlic chilli got squirted onto it... And my mom won't get off my back about it. Zomgosh damn ):
I rather throw away the five dollars. Or use it to... stopper the... oh man. I can't think of anything. So my SP shirt is basically useless already ):
I need to exercise. My dreadful mother told me that I look like I was back in primary school all over again.
I'd sooner turn anorexic than go back to the past ten years before. I swear to God.
It's a happy day because I've settled my steamboat woes today. We're gonna have it at my house. Gosh. It'll look like a mess x:
And yesterday went to 'reccee' Bugis for a steamboat place. I must say that I was very picky. Like reaaally picky. If the place looks crowded, it's a no. If the price is steep, it's a no. If there's no grill, it's a no too, cuz if this were the case then might as well boat at home. For the last condition, only Tiantian has grill. But at the same time, it has such a crowd and looks so damn unhygienic by the road and with all the people on flimsy stools and all :/
Plus pebbles said that tiantian has not enough cups and no ice o.o
I'll stock up my freezer with ice for saturday.
It was a hard time recceeing... loll just kidding. It only involved walking up and down the street. But it was hard to find company okay. Thanks to the kind blessed soul of Pun! :D I love salmon at Soup Spoon.
the soup sPun:
(unglam pics, so the unrotated version should tone down the unglam factor a lil!)
I crave for the waffles and crepes at the City Hall place ):
And I hate those people who don't reply to my sms. I mean, fine my smses are unlimited, which is why I actually don't mind spamming - but it's not like I really spam right. I helpfully sms them and it's about an outing that no one else would get their lazy arse off and start planning anyways.
Sometimes I feel so alone. Like you're the only one who cares while no one else is caring enough?
Actually, the six or so of you, why are you even reading this?
I'm having my period ):
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