Friday, November 30, 2007
Friday, April 26, 1991
Today. Or rather every friday, I would die of boredom.
There's nothing to do on Friday at work.
A boss told my aunt, Mon-Thurs, Work. Friday, Play.
Wow. So, went to office and cleared my Prison Break episode 8 and after that I was called to a meeting about the Christmas Party. I don't understand, I don't even need to be part of it but my another stupid supervisor went to pull me in to the committee. As what Eric says, my supervisor just want me to do the jobs for her. And it's bloody true. Firstly, I'm a shipping assistant, I don't help people run errands like just going to a mail room and collect items that is not regarding shipments. And she, made me do that.
Even my aunt and Eric says that she is super lazy, don't even know how to lift up her old wrinkled ass and walk to the mail room.
Anyway, the party is at The Legends@Fort Canning Park. Will be a buffet and per pax will be around $60. Of course it's free for us!!
I think once I reach there I will follow Wing Wye and go around hiding so people won't ask us do shit jobs. Too bad Eric and my aunt is not under that department.
I really feel like crying today. It was super super super super bored. I just sat on my chair and stare at my computer. God...
Okay, so tomorrow plan is to paint my room! Yay!
Submitted my timesheet, heard from Eric that the pay will be issued tomorrow. Weeeee!!!
