This raya....
it's different. everything. i don't feel it. We can't feel it, all of us. My family. Things are not going the way it's supposed to be. I can't adapt to this.
And work? I think the "shift supervisor" thing is BULLSHIT! Maybe the other two can do it. I can't. I can't order anyone. It's not my nature. I was never the ordering type. So the newcomers took advantage of me? What can I do. I hate this post. I hate being a senior and having to delegate stuffs. I love just doing what I'm supposed to do with people ORDERING me. I work better that way.
Thanks to bav for the day out and keeping me in the brink of sanity. We had lunch at pizza hut and watched mirrors. The first ever horror movie I watched in the cinema.
and farrell, just hang on ok?
in writing. || 2:54 PM