Saturday, February 25, 2006
I went for tuition with this k1 kid today. It wasn't that bad, though the mother sounded fishing hostile on the phone. The kid is darn cute. His name is Caian. So niceeee. I'll name my sons Canaan and Zachariah, that's if I ever change my mind and decide to get married in erm like gazillion decades time. Baaah.
Oh well. This means that I lied to my manager to get away from work. Which makes me darn guilty. Last night I msged him to inform him that I'll have to report late for work. He said [ Can... but don't make it a habit can? ] I thought I sensed some grudge in his reply, so I expected him to be angry with me today when I report for work. As I headed to the storeroom, I saw him standing outside the store, beside the player. Then he saw me and greeted me with that usual cheeky look on his face.
"Mei nu ............ .. .. (that's how he address all his female staff) "
Then I looked at him and felt a lil paiseh.
"Chi fan le mei you? Hai mei you chi kuai dian qu chi. I'm okay one lo. Du zi er jiu qu chi lor....."
I shook my head and said I'm not hungry yet.
That totally crushed me la. I really dare not open my mouth to tell him that I want to resign. He's friggin nice that I hate him. URGHHH. Asshole. I thought it'll be rude if I'd just submit my resignation letter to him without informing him. Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I can't break the news to him. The shop is shorthanded you see, nobody can read chinese words, and he doesn't like to train newcomers. And I'm his official lunch buyer. He'll be off for reservist in 2 weeks time. Urgh.
My heart seems to be softer than cotton wool. URGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
