In approximately 4 hrs I’ll be waking up to undertake a very important task. I’ve been assigned as an operative from section Z to undermine the lackeys at our fundamentally sound CPF government station. (Read: I am in debt and have sold out to go work at a government body for a miserly pay on condition that it’s temp and I cash out any time.) My code name will be CONFORMIST and my disguise will be as working girl. Profile? 20 year old mummy’s girl with a penchant for para para and loves takuya kimura.
Okok. Enough! Think they are going to hate me!!! Will I have lunch buddies? Will I get smoke breaks? Will I like the loo at the CPF building? V. important is that last point. Former points are not of consequence if the 3rd point has got NO for an answer. Y did I go put myself in Tanjong Pager AGAIN!!!! Hate the place. You know how typical Shenton way is? Well… try TJ! Those cold forbidding morning commuters, and bustling evening OFFICE CROWDS. *SHudder* And not forgetting LUNCH HOUR!!!!!
Suddenly all those nicely suit up people ain’t so genial as they should be. If I see people “Chupe” seats with tissue paper one more time, I swear I will swipe them tissue off and stomp on it. I remember how Chriz (yes char, karoppi Chriz) once mentioned that it’s the ugliest sight. Not the tissue and stuff. It’s the attitude. Want to see the truly UGLY SINGAPOREANS? Try Shenton and Tanjong Pagar. Maybe we should make it a tourist spot.
Well one will just have to make the best of the situation. Who knows? I might just love my job. I hope I make friends. *one feel like 8yrs old again* It’s as scary as first day at Kinder-garden, Primary school, Secondary School, Poly and all the other 6 jobs I’ve had. Funny. First days still scare me. My tum tum aches. And I can't sleep.
Note #1: Had din din with Mr S. I think I’m going to miss him v. much as he flies off to Hungary. =(
Note #2: Bran, if you are reading this…. Whatever it is you got me, I think it’s a v. nice gesture. You do realize that next month is only a few days away…. Right? *rolls eyes in resignation*
