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Wednesday, December 03, 2008




So Monday, Anaablur came my house to be a model for mumsy's bridal portfolio. She looked totally like a bride, only without her groom. Lol. At the same time, I was seaching through the Strait Times for jobs and making phonecalls. Yesterday, Anaablur and I went for an interview for admin job and Starbucks. I was all set and ready with a lil' make up on, and hair done, and mumsy's Burberry handbag and shawl to go with my all-black outfit. Semangat nak interview kerja.
Yaddyaddiyaya. Afterwhich, Anaablur brought me around the town side of Singapore. I looked/behaved/acted/talked like a tourist. Because believe me, I was super astonished with the buildings and atmosphere there. It's been decades, or even ages, of me stepping into the depth of town. Really mann. I kept saying I've seen the place but that was primary school years. Lol. I think if I were to hang around there alone, for sure, I'll lost.

Anyway, I had a bad experience with Starbucks. Mr. Manager was sucha whore. Wonder why I called him Mr. Manager? Because, he never introduced himself right for the start! How rude of him to sit first and meddling with my application paper and let me stand waiting for him. Mr. Manager even has broken english, fyi. & he, obviously, wasn't ready for the interview because he stops in between the question which I have to asked again. We didn't have any eye contact, due to the fact that he either looked down at the paper or everywhere around him. Mr. Manager even asked questions not related to Starbucks. E.g 'Which poly do you wana go?', 'If you failed your O's, will you continue study?' etc. For God sake, do you need to know? & honestly, I've wasted my time waiting and talking to that stupid dumb ass Mr. Manager. Why? After interviewing, he said Starbucks do not need any people now because of Christmas season and they're preparing for Cheer Party, and they're gonna be very very very busy. All applications will need to wait for two weeks. Wtf wtf! At first, he said as a whole Singapore, Starbucks needs people badly. Now he told me this shit. At that point of time, I felt like punching his motherfuckerpussy face! I don't mind getting rejected, but there's no need to lie or even gave fat hopes right. In fact, I don't wish to wait another two weeks. UGHH!! In the end, after 15 minutes of interviewing, Mr. Manager wanted to walk off, when I lift my right hand and gave a firm handshake. Damnit, don't he have the etiquette, just walked off like that? Sucha motherfuckerpussywhore. I'm so blacklisted Starbucks, or should I say Starfucks. Oops sorry Starbuckers, I mean Starfuckers. You're so out mannnn (:

Anyhoos, I had so much fun with my girl, Anaablur. & we're looking forward for more meet ups. Gyeahhh. Bisa kamu bawa saya jalan-jalan satu Singapur ? Lol. Bye people.

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