Sunday, May 22, 2005
PMS can earn you extra buckets of tears.
Dear boys and girls, if you have a female friend who has a case of PMS which happens
regularly every month when their ovaries are ready to be released out from their system only
when they are virgins.
Please be extra careful. I am a serious case when I have PMS. Today is a day where I cannot
label as bad, rough or terrible day.
It started when I went for my part time job at the stationary store where most people should
know if you know me. Well, a few days back when my boss was out of town in malaysia I was her
stand-in. Some company we had an account with said they required 6 black arch files, and a
few others, when I sent them my goods they asked for, she asked me if she could return
6 A3 size arch files back to my shop. Fine, why not, since the delivery order has not been
confirmed as a sale until 30 days after, and I won't risk getting complained over bad service.
For my size, you will know its considered heavy and don't forget the fact that I have been
to 2 other places for delivery earlier on, since she said she returned 6 A3 size arch files,
I found the mistakes in the delivery order note, and amended, WITHOUT checking that she
indeed has placed 6 arch files in my plastic. Upon reaching back my shop, I was astonished
to find 5 arch files in my plastic! NO i didn't drop any of them, I'm sure.
I called that lady up and asked if she gave me 5 instead of the 6 she said earlier on, she
said "well i gave u all that its in my company, my designers does not want it at all since
its useless to them. I don't cheat you and its of no use to me." Wah she say until lidat,
of cos I just go ahead thinking my boss may write wrongly in her order.
Today, she's back from town, noticed the amendments, insisted that the fella that company
woman who gave me back my files had only took 5 files, and the extra 1 file was taken on
another date, which was stated on delivery order. That file was still with that woman, and
she intended no reasons to return back to us. Well, how the hell was I to know until I hear
my boss side of the story since she was the one who deal with her. My boss was so fucking
angry with me she just insulted me "Why you cancel off! Why you never check!" She left me no
chances with an explanation of my own, and I had to scream my ass off to get her to understand
my situation. Whatever it is, I cried so bad cause I was angry that she accused me of something
that I had no knowledge of doing beforehand, especially when someone wants to return
an item that they don't want DURING delivery order. I trembled, with shaked hands and
hyperventilated, I never understood why I had to tolerate her at all. 2 of my colleagues had
already quit their jobs because they experience worser and countless bad situations with her.
I held on to the job due to the long amount of years I have put in. I see her only once a week
and I thought I could tolerate her or even try and be the exceptional worker she can get along
with. Unfortunately, what was worse happened when I got home, expected family to console me,
and my mom, who's a fucking Sales Executive at Shenton Way's showroom, stated that I was dumb
to not check the items as ISO standard 9001 says "All goods return must be checked in quantity and
condition". Well fuck the fact that I do not know any rules in working for a fucking SALES job,
which is measly paid, and get much worser treatment than any other job on Earth. I'll rather be
a garbage cleaner that nobody bothers to taunt at the standard of work I deliver. And fuck the fact
that I have a mom who rather sides an outsider just because she simply knows what to expect in the
service industry. If I could collect my tears and nose dripping of water I'll surely bet with you
its more like 3 buckets full of salty tears and mucus. Please take note that I'm a worker who is
operating part time and get paid like 5 bucks per hr, and when I started working here, I never
received any instructions that stated a bunch of RULES in working for this stationary. I should be
dealing with simple tasks and not doing explicitly extra work that a regular full time should perform.
Nor do I deserve to have a set of family that have poor parenting skills and ought to get their fucking
ISO standard 7878 for parenting.
To my boss, I said to her "Go reflect on your own character, Think carefully why XXX and YYY quit within 1 year
of working with you. There's a serious problem with your communication, or your behaviour."
To my mom, I said to her "Anyone can scold me, but even my own family members can say I'm in the wrong and rather
take an outsider's point of view when I was the one who's innocent and received no proper training for a part time
sales job. " The more she taunted that our generation cannot take hardships and have poor customer service, I rebuked
back with "FUCK YOU and shut up."
I'm not ashamed to say that I am rude to them. I don't care who the mother fucker you are when I'm upset.
I know its PMS that lead me to be feeling worse, but yes, I believe when your child come to you feeling upset,
you should jolly well comfort her. Not say "You are in the wrong what!" Parenting is not easy, we human beings have
a lifetime to learn about life, I dare say all our parents are not doing a good job in teaching us, and seriously,
all my life I only feel that my parents are the one who fed me with money and food and wash the neccessities and act
like they have a house to maintain and a child to maintain thats all. When it comes to emotions, my family lacks totally.
I received no hugs since I turned 6 years old, I hold no one's hands since I learnt how to walk and not get lost easily.
PMS can never get worser than today.
8:57 PM