Things are somehow getting complicated ...

I was filled with ideals and hopes on the 13 march 2006. That is day one of embarking onto something I thought I would like to do. And somehow a fanciful, and colorful character is going to change my life or rather my ricebowl.

I used to think that being a salesgirl is no big deal. I mean its just selling. And life was really pretty smooth-sailing, simple and sweet back for the past 3 weeks where I have been selling my life at a quiet corner in Orchard road. Then this salesgirl had a change of boss. No longer will life be simple and sweet since the entrance of the colorful figure. That colorful figure never ceases to amaze me. I mean never had I seen someone by the age of 40 and up trying to behave like a 14 yearer and yes with no shame and as a matter of factly prance into the room where they teach us how to sell. Never had I seen a 40 yearer who behaves like a 14 yearer and disregards every other beings of a lower employment level compare to her truly. And never had I seen a 40 yearer as flamboyant as she who acts like a 14 yearer, who dabbles with make-up for the first time in her life, who never encountered cash before thus sparingly spends it to coordinate her wardrobe thus resulting herself to be a walking ang-bao on Monday, walking brinjal on tuesday, walking Sunkist orange on Wednesday, walking Michael Jackson on Thursday, walking ong lai on Friday and of course walking sunflowers on Saturdays when there are co-curricular activities.
I mean with all due respect, I appreciate her kind efforts on coordinating everything. I mean literally everything. But for what?
As a Leo, a prideful, flamboyant Leo, I surrender. You win, Queen Bee.

I pray for whoever who managed to step on your toes and you did not kill him with your 14 yearers giggles..
I pray for you Queen Bee that you stay 14.