despite the sore throat, blocked nose, phlegm building up at the back of my mouth, backache and aches all over my body, hot eyes, blood pounding in my head, disgusting aftertaste of one too many dual-action strepsils, this has got to be one of the best mornings i've had in too long.
because, i don't have to go to work today.
i'm too sore and in pain to give a yell of hurray! but just know that if i could, i would.
technically, it isn't official - because i haven't informed the big boss yet - but regardless of whether they allow me to leave or not, in my heart it's over. at last.
i proudly proclaimed once that when i go to uni, i would like to try my hand at waitressing - to see what it's like to have to stand on my feet all day and to learn the value of money - please, whoever witnessed that, erase it from your memories and if i EVER say that again,
shoot me.
how easy it is to make such sweeping statements, but to actually mean it, is a wholly different story.
and i say that, because i think i have learnt my lesson; i understand the value of money, or at least i'm beginning to. now before i buy anything, i calculate how much i earn in an hour and how little it takes to squander it on the unnecessary. i am capable of making the comparison between what is worth its value and what isn't, which i find, is a skill i should've picked up ages ago.
by the way, why didn't i?
did you know that the $4+ it takes to buy a starbucks' small sized hot cocoa can buy you a $3.95 burger king MEAL (with the use of the coupon, of course)?
i didn't know that either, and the day i made that 'stunning' revelation, i was the only one in the room with surprise registered on my face.
i expected them to nod their heads in hearty agreement, but instead my colleagues simply retorted,"yeah.. you mean you just realised?"
goddammit, i just stubbed my small toe on the sharp edge of my wardrobe. it hurts like hell, and back. sigh, i guess that's my punishment for being a devil child.
which FYI, is what the boyfriend calls me.
"the devil child" he enunciates with great relish.
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