Tuesday, December 20, 2005

I HAD A TERRIBLE UGLY DISGUSTING MOTHER HEN BITCH AS A CUSTOMER WHO SCOLDED ME FOR HELL NOTHING!
me: m'am i need your IC to do the transaction
THE BITCH: what? why need IC. i never heard that sending money need IC.
me: im sorry but we need your particulars.
THE BITCH(getting hostile): but im sending money not receiving.
me: i know that.
THE BITCH(on the phone damn loudly; i bet just to let me hear): this girl ah. ask me to queue again(because earlier on, she queued but it when it came to her turn she was frantically looking for her IC and money, so she stepped aside and find it). THEY THINK THEYRE THE ONLY COMPANY WHICH REMIT MONEY? THIS IS THE LAST TIME IM GOING TO DO THIS RUBBISH.
me(thinking inside): ENDURE. ENDURE! ENDUREEEE!!!!!!!
THE BITCH: whats your name?
chelsi(my colleague): m'am we need your IC for the remitting procedures.
THE BITCH(finally giving her DAMN BLOODY FUCKING IC)
me: im sorry for the inconvenience caused.
THE BITCH(quiet)
me: so in total is $388.
THE BITCH(didnt want to give the money. FOR GOODNESS SAKE. PASS THE MONEY PLS)
me: so its $388 in total with charge
THE BITCH(still didnt wna give the money)
me(trying to get a lil hostile but tried to control my anger)
THE BITCH: so its 388 is it?
me:yes
chelsi: shes so arrogant.
me: i know. i felt like killing her.
(THE BITCH WENT OFF WITH SOME DUMB UNGLAM FACE).
i will never forget that white puffy poof hair. sucha turn off.
next customer came
me: can i have your member card and IC pls?
next customer: shes very fussy, isnt she?
me(doing all sorts of hand signs like hitting her and all):YES. if i aint at work, i would have already flare up at her.
chelsi(gave me a pat): relax relax
OKAY. SEE
JUST BECAUSE I HAVE HER TO QUEUE UP? MY FAULT LAH. YOU WANT TO REPORT TO THE AUTHORITIES? GO AHEAD? I HAVE DAMN NOTHING TO FEAR. FUCK OFF MY SIGHT YOU POOFY UGLY BITCH.

My Sexy Kisses!