Thursday, February 23, 2006
a woman walking back and forth, passing by the counter everytime. talking to herself, mumbling something which sounds strangely like a hex as she starts counting something. i look at her to see if she has one of those bluetooth headsets which make all of them look crazy, but nope, nothing. and suddenly she comes up to the counter and asks what time the place closes in a very creepy jittery voice. and she walks off, only to come back, doing the freaky counting thing again. damn.
a stupid mat with BAD fashion sense. a black long sleeve shirt with the hugest pink flowers all over. and such a big ego, to think that when we pass by and look at him we're thinking 'oh my god what a hottie'. and he actually had the idiocy to raise an eyebrow and grin in a way he thinks is manly. sorry, with the gayest shirt around? so not. what fashion faux paus.
you call them crazy. i call them gossip. either way, it's pretty interesting the type of people who come up to you to ask questions. i mean, 1 minute of craziness has to make up for 1 hour of boredom. heh.
i never thought working there would be so...fascinating. the people, their antics...would have never guessed it. hmmm. a plus of working...meeting new people everyday. another plus...my colleagues are cool. it's like being back in jc. the bitching and gossiping. they make me feel right at home. haha. and the stoning there while waiting for people, so like free periods. i love it. hah.
# different cuts, different strokes.
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