THIS must be a record. Quitting two jobs at the age of 16.
Seriously. I think this is a sign from god that i need to marry a rich husband if not i'd suffer.
Marie the Tai tai. Oooh that sounds pretty appealing :D
Oh getting hired is easy.
But i can't seem to enjoy any job and i end up feeling cheated.
Like how i felt when the two esprit jeans expanded after washing and is now loose around the thighs.
Because when i wore it in the dressing room, it was so perfect i heard the angels sing.
Joan laughs at that phrase and tells me i'm ridiculous. But it's true.
Anyhoos, the job i tried yesterday was about becoming one of those annoying people on orchard selling tickets. The type you furiously avoid the moment they approach you.
I sold one ticket within the first three minutes of trying. So i thought, hey this is pretty easy!
But after getting rejected, for like 15 times i was seething inside.
THIS JOB IS SHIT, i screamed. Internally.
Jean's right. My biggest fear is rejection.
So i quit. Haha. And i went to another place. And i got hired. Again.
So i'm crossing my fingers and praying that this job will at least turn out o-kay :)
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