Well, nothing much is going on in school. I do my tute, go into class, go for lecture then go home. I don't really speak to too many people in school so there really is nothing exciting to talk about. On the other hand...work...work sucks, which gives me something to talk about! Same old shit... I have to wash dishes, take orders from bitchy customers, deliver to stingy fags and appologise for late deliveries even when I'm risking a speeding fine. All for a whooping 15 bucks and hr inlcusive of tips and delivery bonuses. While Roy gets 20 bucks an hr putting boxes on the shelf in an air-conditioned supermarket. But then again, I get to meet all sorts of sucky people who make my life just all that bit more exciting!

Today was interesting. I started with a bang! I had to tend to some asshole who paid for his $30 pizza delivery in every singe coin denomination possible. So he gave me about 30 fiffty cent coins, 50 twenty cent coins 30 ten cent coins...you get the idea. After counting coins for about 5 minutes, he smiles and me and says 'cya later!' Well, I really hope I dont see him later and that he chokes on his pizza and dies! >=(

Then again, there also are some people who can get away with stuff like that:
1) a very very pretty girl with a very very nice smile - I think it happened once and I conclude that good looking people tend to get away with things much easier than others...
2) a very very generous person with a very very generous tip - this is self explainatory...

Today was quite funny also. Ally dropped by the store to collect a pizza I made. And when I passed it to her she exclaimed, 'YOU LOOK LIKE A KOO KOO IN THOSE SHORTS' (obviously refering to my uniform or maybe the way I wear it...God forbid, maybe both!). GRRRRRR =(

Just for the rest of you who haven't seen me in my uniform before, I shall paint a wonderful picture for you at my expense- The cap is an ugly shitty-brown, the shirt is an icky blue colour and the shorts!!!...have you ever heard the saying 'last time police wear short pants?' Just imagine those and you're not too far off! And for those who have poor imagination you can always call 131-888 (I have no idea what's the number to call in Singapore) and have a laugh when he brings food to your door. But don't make it too obvious because you'd be looking at his groin and he'll think you're another of those weird custromers.... And oh yeah! don't forget to tip! ;)