[pretend this was typed on the 1st]
Today was a good day at work. Apart from the disastrous start to the day, it all turned out well in the end. Its all due to one person and that is *. I think I might have a crush on *.
Anyways, in an effort to ditch tracer room duty in the morning, I did a few things. That is slacking in the back office till 8am when I'm supposed to be in by 745, taking the initiative to go downstairs to check whether the ekiosk people were already there (they weren't) and finally became runner for appointment. The runner job sucked cheeseballs whereas it usually doesn't (okay maybe during the first runner gig). I ended up hating a counter staff and a supervisor. Since my name wasn't in the roster, wati (who reminds me of jae -.-) volunteered to cover me after her lunch. She came back on time but sarah asked me to wait another hour so we can have lunch together since her mom packed food for me. So okay I had to go into the tracer room. It was alright I guess. Its always alright when * is in charge. There was a new guy that day and I didn't want him to feel as shitty as I did on my first day so I said "Yo, how's it goin' man?!" to him. He looked at me and stuttered "A.. Alot ah." while pointing to the ticket machines. I just smiled and told him he hasn't seen the worse. * was wearing the sweater that * always wears that I think looks good on *. A little fat, but good.
OH! I think * stares/looks at me when * doesn't think I notice. Or maybe its just * eyes. Either way, I LIKE! Teehee! Cos I ALWAYS look/stare at * when I think * isn't looking. ^^v #kyox89swag. I should dig out my eyes from all the longing it contains.
I was doing tracing for appointment when * asked me to find n number passports that * has written down on a paper. I did so and * asked "can or not?". I said can but I can't find one. I passed * the paper and... Our hands touched. /covers mouth and giggles/ I don't know if it was just me ah but it felt like our hands were touching for much longer than necessary. *giggles* It felt really really good but I could just be thinking too much though. Sigh. /sobers up* Then * went outside to get the passports I was dishing out. * said Thanks. [author's note: my heart is literally doing flips right now. I swear, its the little things.]
* asked me to empty the elephante and I think said thank you but I can't be sure.* is always mumbling.
Today was also a good day because I managed to find like 80% of the passports that I was supposed to trace. I'm getting good at this. LOL! I also managed to find what I just realised was an MPT. Basket. The number was a walk in number but the passport wasn't in the designated drawer. So off to the computer to find more info. No appointments made. FUCK. But I tried checking today's appointment baskets. No luck. Then tried tomorrow's appointment baskets and LO AND BEHOLD! IT WAS THERE! I literally shouted YES! Clovis was beside me telling me that I just struck lottery. I was far from striking any lottery but it definitely felt close to it. The icing on the cake was that * happened to be there with the elephante and probably heard me. * asked whether I found an MPT but I didn't know what was considered an MPT so I just said no and laughed. I was too happy. * just smiled at me. I WANT TO HUG * CAN OR NOT?! THE NEED TO PULL * TO ME AND HUG * IS OVERWHELMING ME! OMG!
Later on in the day, I had 2 passports that I couldn't locate even after doing everything I know. So I gave up, approached * and said "Boss, I cannot find ah!". * took the tickets and said "Boss?! Thanks eh, THANKS!" while smiling. * IS SO FUCKING CUTE!
Then! After work, as usual, food will be bought for those doing OT. They're usually finger food. But occasionally they'll provide mee goreng or chicken rice. Today it was Mr Bean's pancake thingy. The ones with different flavours. * carried them into the tracer room to distribute them. People were calling out the flavours they wished to receive. I didn't know whether I wanted to OT but I just called out "custard". I thought they wouldn't buy that flavour since its sold at a different price from the rest but haha they bought it. * repeated "custard?" and took out a packet from the plastic and held it out to me. I wanted to take it but then I stopped and asked "that means I need to OT ah?". * gave me a -.- face and put the packet back into the plastic. I laughed. After everyone got their share, * looked at me, took out the packet again and said "okay, I'll leave one here for you. Depends on your moral obligation whether you wanna OT." and smiled. I laughed at * and took the packet. I mean.. * FUCKING LEFT A PACKET FOR ME! FOR ME! FUCKING HELL WASN'T GOING TO JUST LEAVE IT THERE! * is too freaking cute for words ah. I don't know if its just me ah but the tension (for me its kinda sexual) between us, is so tangible, its threatening to explode. So when * and Bernice left to distribute to the rest of the staff elsewhere, I sat on the table and ate the pancake. The moment I took the last bite Hendra entered the room and asked me to help out with the mail. I immediately got off the table and headed to the back office. Opening mail is easy! I love tearing paper. Teehee! ^^v
Anyways, in an effort to ditch tracer room duty in the morning, I did a few things. That is slacking in the back office till 8am when I'm supposed to be in by 745, taking the initiative to go downstairs to check whether the ekiosk people were already there (they weren't) and finally became runner for appointment. The runner job sucked cheeseballs whereas it usually doesn't (okay maybe during the first runner gig). I ended up hating a counter staff and a supervisor. Since my name wasn't in the roster, wati (who reminds me of jae -.-) volunteered to cover me after her lunch. She came back on time but sarah asked me to wait another hour so we can have lunch together since her mom packed food for me. So okay I had to go into the tracer room. It was alright I guess. Its always alright when * is in charge. There was a new guy that day and I didn't want him to feel as shitty as I did on my first day so I said "Yo, how's it goin' man?!" to him. He looked at me and stuttered "A.. Alot ah." while pointing to the ticket machines. I just smiled and told him he hasn't seen the worse. * was wearing the sweater that * always wears that I think looks good on *. A little fat, but good.
OH! I think * stares/looks at me when * doesn't think I notice. Or maybe its just * eyes. Either way, I LIKE! Teehee! Cos I ALWAYS look/stare at * when I think * isn't looking. ^^v #kyox89swag. I should dig out my eyes from all the longing it contains.
I was doing tracing for appointment when * asked me to find n number passports that * has written down on a paper. I did so and * asked "can or not?". I said can but I can't find one. I passed * the paper and... Our hands touched. /covers mouth and giggles/ I don't know if it was just me ah but it felt like our hands were touching for much longer than necessary. *giggles* It felt really really good but I could just be thinking too much though. Sigh. /sobers up* Then * went outside to get the passports I was dishing out. * said Thanks. [author's note: my heart is literally doing flips right now. I swear, its the little things.]
* asked me to empty the elephante and I think said thank you but I can't be sure.* is always mumbling.
Today was also a good day because I managed to find like 80% of the passports that I was supposed to trace. I'm getting good at this. LOL! I also managed to find what I just realised was an MPT. Basket. The number was a walk in number but the passport wasn't in the designated drawer. So off to the computer to find more info. No appointments made. FUCK. But I tried checking today's appointment baskets. No luck. Then tried tomorrow's appointment baskets and LO AND BEHOLD! IT WAS THERE! I literally shouted YES! Clovis was beside me telling me that I just struck lottery. I was far from striking any lottery but it definitely felt close to it. The icing on the cake was that * happened to be there with the elephante and probably heard me. * asked whether I found an MPT but I didn't know what was considered an MPT so I just said no and laughed. I was too happy. * just smiled at me. I WANT TO HUG * CAN OR NOT?! THE NEED TO PULL * TO ME AND HUG * IS OVERWHELMING ME! OMG!
Later on in the day, I had 2 passports that I couldn't locate even after doing everything I know. So I gave up, approached * and said "Boss, I cannot find ah!". * took the tickets and said "Boss?! Thanks eh, THANKS!" while smiling. * IS SO FUCKING CUTE!
Then! After work, as usual, food will be bought for those doing OT. They're usually finger food. But occasionally they'll provide mee goreng or chicken rice. Today it was Mr Bean's pancake thingy. The ones with different flavours. * carried them into the tracer room to distribute them. People were calling out the flavours they wished to receive. I didn't know whether I wanted to OT but I just called out "custard". I thought they wouldn't buy that flavour since its sold at a different price from the rest but haha they bought it. * repeated "custard?" and took out a packet from the plastic and held it out to me. I wanted to take it but then I stopped and asked "that means I need to OT ah?". * gave me a -.- face and put the packet back into the plastic. I laughed. After everyone got their share, * looked at me, took out the packet again and said "okay, I'll leave one here for you. Depends on your moral obligation whether you wanna OT." and smiled. I laughed at * and took the packet. I mean.. * FUCKING LEFT A PACKET FOR ME! FOR ME! FUCKING HELL WASN'T GOING TO JUST LEAVE IT THERE! * is too freaking cute for words ah. I don't know if its just me ah but the tension (for me its kinda sexual) between us, is so tangible, its threatening to explode. So when * and Bernice left to distribute to the rest of the staff elsewhere, I sat on the table and ate the pancake. The moment I took the last bite Hendra entered the room and asked me to help out with the mail. I immediately got off the table and headed to the back office. Opening mail is easy! I love tearing paper. Teehee! ^^v
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