So i went ahead with the plan of helping out at one of the roadshows my attachment company handles. As expected, it sucks to the core. I am so not gonna go back to help again. This is the worst job i have ever worked. Experience gained and that's it. So what if the pay seems attractive? The pay we get doesn't even compensate the pain and tiredness we had! What's more, i don't even know whether we are getting our pay or not since our sales were the worse among the promoters. bangs table-
For 9 hours, i thought i was in hell. My friend and i were
wearing heels while standing under the scorching sun, promoting some credit cards for this new bank. We were f-ing thirsty and the burning sensation on my feet was totally unbearable. I almost cried. And it was damn scary 'cos my head were spinning merry-go-round and i nearly fell onto the floor. *&^%$#@ I know you must be thinking, "no break meh?" Yes, break time was given and it's only half an hour (when we were told that it's one hour). WTF, 30 mins is not even enough for me to go toilet and then find a seat before queuing for food. I only had currypuff for dinner today can! URGH!!!
ITP and this roadshow promoter shit have already made me upset. The thought of not having someone there for me made me feel even worse. I have been thinking, am i the one neglecting my friends or are they the one leaving me. Well, probably both. One by one, my friends left me. My social circle has never expand since god knows when. Consequently, my social life sucks and so is my social skills. This is one major matter. I NEED MY FRIENDS! (I'm indirectly hinting here.)
6 days sacrified for work and i'm only left with the last day of the week to enjoy. Tomorrow's plan will be bugis and IT show with eme before heading down to town for dinner with jake. I hope everything will be good before i get my ass back to the damn office on monday. prays-
