It's now 3.30am. Tomorrow got work again. ZZzzz.
My temper's pretty bad lately =( almost want to pick a fight with a fat girl in this club I went to. I may be fat but shes at least twice my size :@
She danced without caring which foot she stepped on (MY FRIEND'S) , or who she whacked with her gigantic arms (ME). Imagine a fat girl in a crowded club la, simply flinging her bloody hands and stomping her foot everywhere. I don't know how many times I got whacked and pushed. It HURTS ok!
Actually I kinda shouted at her (she didn't hear - club too noisy) , but my friend (who's foot got stepped on by that 100+ kg girl) kinda calmed me down, and I ought to be ashamed of myself cause I think getting ＳＴＥＰＰＥＤ ＯＮ is worse than helicopter fat heavy hands whacking everywhere.
Ok I got to be patient.
At work also, kinda can't tolerate my boss, and shot him an irritated look. He noticed.
UGH !! =(
Continue tomorrow.
GOTTA SLEEP!
I really can't stand my boss, even though he's paying us quite well. LE SIGH.
PS. Rant abit.
HOW LA. Everyday get nagged. My boss is new to F&B .He just bought over the business. Don't know anything, yet want to teach me the "right method". Methods he learn from his bloody training by Boost. Truth is, everyone works better in different method, not just the supposedly "best method" written in black and white. That shit is just for noobies who don't know anything, and thats like a starting point for them.
For eg. I wash jugs damn freaking fast already using my own way, and he has to nag me saying I wash them the wrong/slower way. So he forced me to use his way, FINE, I did. In the end , guess what he say? "WASH JUG FASTER".
WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF Don't let me use my own fast way, but call me wash faster when clearly his way is fucking slow la! PISSYYYYYY THINKING BACK.
How laaaaaaaaaaaaaa everyday I dread work cause of him. Sometimes I think its better to work at a lower paying job but you know, you look forward to work everyday.
I think my temper's horrible, because of the accumulated impatient feeling I got from work. Sick of it.
I feel like a timed bomb about to explode @ my boss. Sigh, and its just 3rd week since I work.
3 weeks of intolerable naggings, wow, I've done well actually.
I really can't stand my boss, even though he's paying us quite well. LE SIGH.
PS. Rant abit.
HOW LA. Everyday get nagged. My boss is new to F&B .He just bought over the business. Don't know anything, yet want to teach me the "right method". Methods he learn from his bloody training by Boost. Truth is, everyone works better in different method, not just the supposedly "best method" written in black and white. That shit is just for noobies who don't know anything, and thats like a starting point for them.
For eg. I wash jugs damn freaking fast already using my own way, and he has to nag me saying I wash them the wrong/slower way. So he forced me to use his way, FINE, I did. In the end , guess what he say? "WASH JUG FASTER".
WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF Don't let me use my own fast way, but call me wash faster when clearly his way is fucking slow la! PISSYYYYYY THINKING BACK.
How laaaaaaaaaaaaaa everyday I dread work cause of him. Sometimes I think its better to work at a lower paying job but you know, you look forward to work everyday.
I think my temper's horrible, because of the accumulated impatient feeling I got from work. Sick of it.
I feel like a timed bomb about to explode @ my boss. Sigh, and its just 3rd week since I work.
3 weeks of intolerable naggings, wow, I've done well actually.
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