today has been such a bad bad day. 21st dec sucks.
so will 22nd, 23rd, 24th, and the 25th.

well actually this morning i felt quite down.
cos it suddenly dawned upon me how a year just flew by.
and i had my last family dinner a year ago at bukittimah.
and that is probably my last last LAST. and i will get no more in future. :(

so i was A TEENY WEEENY LITTTTLEEE BITTTT moody.
but i still had on my fake m1 sunshine girl smile. grin grin.

AND AT AROUND THREE FORTY FIVE.............................

this motherfucking indian man.. who lives at westville. phone number is 9474211* came into the shop.... and came to ME! fucker told me he lost his phone in a cab (fuck you ass, i dont give a shit where you lost your phone.) and was already SUPER rude. and so when i tried to explain to this motherfucker that he CANNNNOOOOTTTT get a phone at the advertised price because his contract is only 3 fucking months old! you need at least a contract of 13 months to get a phone at promotional price right?! (just agree. its m1's ruling.) so..... if that motherfucker wants a phone.. he will have to get it at the retail price.. MINUS 10 percent. and the very kind and fake sunshine girl, ME kindly told him to look around the shop.. tell me what phone he fucking is interested in.. AND I WILL TELL THE MOTHERFUCKER THE FUCKING PRICE. but noooo. he insists on ME showing him a SHOWCASE where the phone prices stated.. IS THE PRICE HE CAN GET IT FOR. but NO YOU ASSHOLE we dont LABEL our RETAIL prices. so i tried telling him NO NO NO there isnt such a showcase. he needs to get back to me. ITS THE NORM.

WHAT DOES HE DO?

scold me from the info counter (which is at the front of the shop) ALLLLLL the fucking way to the showcases. (which is at the back of the shop)..... WHILE EVERYONE WAS STARING AT HIM COS HE WAS SOME MAD FUCKING TALL INDIAN RICH MAN IN AN UGLY WHITE TEE AND TISSUE ON HIS FUCKING UNSHAVED BEARD..-----AND I WAS THIS STUPID GIRL THAT HAD TO KEEP QUIET.... WHAT THE FUCK. so he shouted... AND continued.. about how i am NOT pro and NOT this NOT that..... while i was at the verge of tears. when he was finally fucking done, i went to the storeroom to cry. fucking hell no one except my family members (u want to count mrs lee? hehh) has ever scolded me till i cry. and you're this fucking indian ass and you want to bully me.

so i went into the storeroom.. and the asst sup and logistic guy, hengmun and simon wanted to go and scold him in a super mean but tactful way. but guess what? that indian fucker saw them walking outta the storeroom looking pissed, he HURRIED AWAY. fucking wuss. ball-less indian fucker who lives in westville. fucker made me cry. dammit. of all days let me meet such horrid customers on days that i feel so down. days when all that is in my mind is last year last year last year. i am such a loser i swear.

ohhh. and there after, there were afew customers who saw and heard the man scolding me, told the full time staff.. "that girl very poor thing.. the man is crazy one.. shout so loud.. disgrace indians." and afew other comments lah. but singaporeans being singaporeans, all say say only. none did anything.

NOOOOOOO WAITTTTTT. that is not the end to daphne's fucking bad day. bestest start to xmas sadness.

at NINE fucking PM.. she did a COE (change of equipment) for this lady called CHUA **** THOR. the stupid bitch insisted that we sold her an old phone. so fine i change it for you. (she lives in jurong west street 71.) then fucking hell doing exchange that time.. i got confused with the new box and old phone. (i admit.. MY BAD MY BAD MY FAULTT!!!!!) soooooo. while she was holding on to her new phone in her hand, i went to accidently pass the cashier the OLD BOX WITH THE OLD PHONE for her to cash it out..... SO MEANING THIS CHOU AUNTY HAD 2 PHONES. ONE BOX. GETTTIT????? andddd. after she left for like 10 mins, then i realised that the box that i took to the storeroom was EMPTY. UH OH. DAPHNE IS IN DEEEEEP SHIT COS THE PHONE IS FUCKING WORTH 698. KNN STUPID UGLY SIEMENS PHONE. so she checks with cashier. cashier said.. cashier opened the box.. showed customer that phone is inside the box. customer nods. KNN WANT TO CHEAT IS IT. YOUR HAND GOT ONE.. SEE ANOTHER JUST NOD. FUCKER USING CITIBANK GIRO. GOT MONEY STILL SO GREEEEDY. so she calls the customer straight away. ringringringring..... never answer.. 2 times.. ringringring..... CUT ME OFF... 3 times.. ring...... cut off. ring...... cut off. MANY TIMES. -phone switched off- JACKPOT... fucker guilty. FINE NEVER MIND!!! check system.. CALL HER SUB LINE NUMBER!!!!! -using phone tt doesnt have pte number.- ringgg ringggg ringgggggggg. NO ANSWER. MANY TIMES!!!!!!! -using phone with pte number.- RINGGGG. "HELLOO????"

motherfucker. act blur.... only after we sent her the sms that we have the video to show that i did pass her the wrong box, and the cashier did show her the contents of the box.... did she reply. "im sick cannot answer phone i will give phone back weekend." KNN. then we said we go her hse and take. fucker never reply. fuck you you whore. dont make me go ur hse and haunt you cos i aint gonna come out with 698 bucks to let you enjoy another phone bitch.

so now i pray that bitch wont twist and turn story.... and say she dont have the phone. anyway we have the video you fucking 1964 bitch. dont make us report to the police. ass bitch.

HAIYA. BAD BAD BAD DAY. BOOOOHOOOOOOO.
TOMORROW.......... WILL BE THE ONE YEAR ANNI SINCE MY LAST FAM DINNER AND PICTURE...................................................

HAIYAAAAAAA. FUCK LAH.