and it seems to creep back..
good luck it seems come and goes.. but bad luck sticks to u.... creepin in every now and then, just a matter of the differing degrees of how suay u can get.
Scene 1
was told a zillion times that my bad luck is contagious.. this is the scenario..
was at the east.. met a fren for lunch. there are 2 food courts in the shoppin centre. he wanted the one above. so up the escalator we went.. but alas.. it was closed.. it was under renovation!! all my time there.. recently just under-went a face-lift.. everything's pretty much refurbished.. so it was weird that that food court needed renovating.. as usual.. the blame comes to me..
Scene 2..
was my day off.. so headed to the bank to settle my accounts.. i needed to put money into the bank as well.. so i lined up for like 30-45 mins.. lunch-time crowd.. so expected the crowd anyway.. so was prepared to wait.. when it was my turn; mine was a very simple transaction, just needed to deposit the money and update my bank-book; i was told by the lady that i should have use their cash deposit machine instead.. i could have saved my time!! alamak!! i didnt know that there was one.. then she went on to say, the machines are pretty new and they had just had them too.. aiyoh.. i felt dumb, played out.. how i know?!!!
Scene 3
handled a major event recently; Mothers Day.. i was in-charge of a women's committee.. so.. duh.. of course Mothers Day would be under me.. it was big affair that i had been busy with for April and May.. so many preparations to do.. the expected crowd was 500 and the Minister was comin too.. so.. I HAVE TO DO A GOOD JOB!! it was time to prove myself.. haha...
so everything went on smoothly.. except for the occasional bombarding of questions by the residents and the senior citizens... note: i work in the CC.. so the people are meet and deal with are from the heartlanders.. can u imagine the 'noise pollution'... gosh.. but ok lah.. they can be demanding but also very friendly..
maybe its due to my age.. i kinda always get overshadowed by the Aunties who were supposed to run the show.. its quite hard sometimes to get myself heard.. (1. I already lose out to their voices.. they are used to market shopping, thats why.. 2. I dont really know dialects.. 3. I am young and inexperienced..). so it can be a torture to take charge of things... so instead of being the overall officier-in-charge (people listen to me), i became the overall caretaker (i do everything)... became the runner for the whole event..
strangely.. i became the only one through-out the event doing errands.. didnt had the chance to eat.. gosh.. it was a sit-down dinner.. so.. everytime i was back at my seat, the dishes were changed.. gosh.. luckily.. kind souls on my table fed me.. haha.. they helped put food on my plate.. but really.. no one seem to be running the show.. so, i took charge of it.. spoke to the emcee, liase with the timing of the food served out, getting the singers and participants to stage, being the time-keeper etc.. gosh.. wat a mad rush.. maybe its also because of its MOTHERS DAY.. all my memebrs in the committee are.. mothers.. so they are taking a break.. so its all up to me.. everyone could see me running up and down the hall; covering the whole hall. i had the most name attached that night too.. from, 'eh' to 'mei mei' to 'oei' to 'jennifer' to 'can i ask u'... alamak.. so many things to cover..
so the dinner was finally coming to a close.. thought i could relax and slow down my pace.. but alas.. something happened.. i just couldnt end my day without a bang, can't I.. my sanddal strap broke.. gosh.. i had to go barefooted..ahhhhhhhh....... the embarrassment.. it was a dinner.. a pretty high-class one too especially for a community club.. hiaz.. many seemed to notice that.. went back to my table and hid my feet under the skirtings.. but.. i wasnt spared a few minutes of rest... i was called to do work again.. and now.. even more people knew.. worst still, the Minister saw me with oout my shoes and asked, 'i thought u had shoes on?' aiyo... only could say.. 'yup, i did have it.. but it broke. hehe'.. wat kind of impression am i setting!!!
so.. the days of my lives continues.. actually, these misfortunes aint that bad.. and not quite up to my standard too.. it can could have been worse..
Scene 1
was told a zillion times that my bad luck is contagious.. this is the scenario..
was at the east.. met a fren for lunch. there are 2 food courts in the shoppin centre. he wanted the one above. so up the escalator we went.. but alas.. it was closed.. it was under renovation!! all my time there.. recently just under-went a face-lift.. everything's pretty much refurbished.. so it was weird that that food court needed renovating.. as usual.. the blame comes to me..
Scene 2..
was my day off.. so headed to the bank to settle my accounts.. i needed to put money into the bank as well.. so i lined up for like 30-45 mins.. lunch-time crowd.. so expected the crowd anyway.. so was prepared to wait.. when it was my turn; mine was a very simple transaction, just needed to deposit the money and update my bank-book; i was told by the lady that i should have use their cash deposit machine instead.. i could have saved my time!! alamak!! i didnt know that there was one.. then she went on to say, the machines are pretty new and they had just had them too.. aiyoh.. i felt dumb, played out.. how i know?!!!
Scene 3
handled a major event recently; Mothers Day.. i was in-charge of a women's committee.. so.. duh.. of course Mothers Day would be under me.. it was big affair that i had been busy with for April and May.. so many preparations to do.. the expected crowd was 500 and the Minister was comin too.. so.. I HAVE TO DO A GOOD JOB!! it was time to prove myself.. haha...
so everything went on smoothly.. except for the occasional bombarding of questions by the residents and the senior citizens... note: i work in the CC.. so the people are meet and deal with are from the heartlanders.. can u imagine the 'noise pollution'... gosh.. but ok lah.. they can be demanding but also very friendly..
maybe its due to my age.. i kinda always get overshadowed by the Aunties who were supposed to run the show.. its quite hard sometimes to get myself heard.. (1. I already lose out to their voices.. they are used to market shopping, thats why.. 2. I dont really know dialects.. 3. I am young and inexperienced..). so it can be a torture to take charge of things... so instead of being the overall officier-in-charge (people listen to me), i became the overall caretaker (i do everything)... became the runner for the whole event..
strangely.. i became the only one through-out the event doing errands.. didnt had the chance to eat.. gosh.. it was a sit-down dinner.. so.. everytime i was back at my seat, the dishes were changed.. gosh.. luckily.. kind souls on my table fed me.. haha.. they helped put food on my plate.. but really.. no one seem to be running the show.. so, i took charge of it.. spoke to the emcee, liase with the timing of the food served out, getting the singers and participants to stage, being the time-keeper etc.. gosh.. wat a mad rush.. maybe its also because of its MOTHERS DAY.. all my memebrs in the committee are.. mothers.. so they are taking a break.. so its all up to me.. everyone could see me running up and down the hall; covering the whole hall. i had the most name attached that night too.. from, 'eh' to 'mei mei' to 'oei' to 'jennifer' to 'can i ask u'... alamak.. so many things to cover..
so the dinner was finally coming to a close.. thought i could relax and slow down my pace.. but alas.. something happened.. i just couldnt end my day without a bang, can't I.. my sanddal strap broke.. gosh.. i had to go barefooted..ahhhhhhhh....... the embarrassment.. it was a dinner.. a pretty high-class one too especially for a community club.. hiaz.. many seemed to notice that.. went back to my table and hid my feet under the skirtings.. but.. i wasnt spared a few minutes of rest... i was called to do work again.. and now.. even more people knew.. worst still, the Minister saw me with oout my shoes and asked, 'i thought u had shoes on?' aiyo... only could say.. 'yup, i did have it.. but it broke. hehe'.. wat kind of impression am i setting!!!
so.. the days of my lives continues.. actually, these misfortunes aint that bad.. and not quite up to my standard too.. it can could have been worse..
posted by Uncontainable | 6:47 PM
1 Comments:
yeah !! still dare to write it on your blog !! haha ... spread your suayness to me ... haha ... i really wanted the Western Food at that food court lar ... in the end had to settle for Yoshinoya ...... -_-"
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