Thursday, February 08, 2007
4 papers down, only 1 more to go
- which isnt much of a hullabaloo for me cos, fucking IPP starts on Mon-freaking-day! the crux of this whole attachment issue isnt just that. Yours truly has been posted to everything i never thought i would ever be again, THE CALL CENTER.
-cue halleujah
so when everybodys looking good with their heels and suits in banks and some reputable corporate company (god, i curse you, jean), i kept having flashbacks of how it was during 14weeks of call center during TEP : having supervisors scribbling our names on the to-be-on-time list, making prank calls, having the speakphone stuck to our ears but was never actually on call, bobby our shredder machine, dota yada yada ...
thing is, bee/abel/denise/khairul/daniel/jean/shauna/siangmui/theresa etc aint gonna be around no more.
SULKS BIG TIME.
you know, on monday (but before the listing), i stroke toto (okay, 4 digits only la) thinking the clovers are with me and phewing away. i should have been lucky with the posting. i expected EVERYTHING, even the zoo or the birdpark, but never the call center. it was only till puluble sent me a text saying, "Good morning Sir, this is Kaly calling from.... AHAHAHAHAHA"
wow. thankyou friend, for breaking the news to me in such humour. i was half laughing half crying.
sobs.
siangmui, zoo is fun. really :)
at least you will never have to "Goodmorning Sir, this is muimui calling from Singtel ......" ever again.
sighs to three figure calls a day (okay, maybe not that much. mr fiction blogger does okayy) and an everyday sore throat.
my only consolation? abel's workplace is just next to mine. tsk
sam, wearing showercaps and goggles and icky uniforms seems cooler still.
-still sulking
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my favourite past time is digging graves
but not enough to burst a bubble
#
kayly/
chuanyee.