whats happening.
this is quite shit sometimes.
i guess you can never have it all.
honestly,
at some points i really thought i did.
its like
losing a pound and finding a penny.
i'd rather have the pound back.
work was alright again.
at certain times
theres like absolutely nothing to
do other den pretend to keep
busy by arranging the clothes hanging on the rack.
whilst at other times
there are so many customers
that you wanna just start throwing
jeans at them and
tell them to
"
find your own bloody size, you fatass!!!"yupp.
but of course not.
rule no. one.
always squeeze
out a smile.
no matter how constipated you feel.
:)
:D
the thing i love most about work
is serving one customer at a time.
and watching with satisfaction
as she buys the pair of jeans
after seeking your opinion.
its like a god like feeling.
hahaha.
"harhar.. it all depends on how i think it looks on you!!!"
"nanny nanny poo poo"
kayy whatever.
but the thing i detest most
is stock taking.
like bhdjfhsdfjfdvhsdfknvsdklvsdnkdsjnsdv.
its seriosuly sucks ah.
urghhhhhhhhh.
u have to count every single item.
and in a shop that houses like
what 1500 items?
how can you possibly account for
every single thing?
and it isnt as though my
maths as been the
power.i keep getting my numbers mixed up.
i'm such a incompetent fool sometimes.
haha.
just sometimes.
oh wells.
thats all.
come visit me if u can.
but sometimes i maybe too busy ya.
get a pair of jeans.
the new batch is really
pretty.
with sequieens and embroidery.
:)
byeeeeeee.
Can we stay the sameif I move half the world away?we´ll float off through the night,and hope to meet somewhere in between.