Finally updated my blogskin! Partly 'cos I was really bored.

A few days ago my agent called me to inform me that there was a telemarketing job with a 6 month contract. I said yes reluctantly ('cos I'm really desperate for cash and all) and said that I'd attend the training session and that I may not sign the contract. He agreed, and I even confirmed with him once again whether I could go for the training and reject the contract. He told me to go down for training regardless whether I wanted to sign the contract or not.

After a while I was seriously reconsidering. Why go for the training session when I know I wouldn't be able to commit to a 6 month contract right? But I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't be blacklisted or anything - rejecting the job before I even get to take a look at the environment and what I'd be doing would reflect quite badly on me what. And I naively thought that I could discuss the terms of the contract there and then, like possibly shorten the contract or something.

Guess I shouldn't even have wasted my time. I went all the way down to that location, expecting 2 hours training and a whole day of work, but I walked away with only 2 hours of training and half a day of NOTHING-TO-DO. The person-in-charge was amazingly aloof, and when I asked to discuss the terms of contract she was like 'discuss what?'

So I started floundering and stammered something about whether I can take leave and my working days. She walked away after answering my questions and I was left terribly clueless.

So after that absolute waste of time, my agent called me to ask about the job. And I went, 'Uh, I don't think I want the 6 months contract because I have other commitments. But another girl in the company told me she had a 2 week contract, is it possible to arrange for a 1-month contract?'

He was very taken aback by the fact that I didn't want to sign the contract (presumably 'cos he loses 6 months worth of commission) and I was very taken aback by the fact that he was even surprised I rejected the contract. Hello, he was the one who said I could go for training and not sign the contract!

So he asked me what commitments I had. I said I had to help out at my school, and he went 'Oh, uh, you didn't tell me about the commitments beforehand.' Okay, so now I'm the bitch for not agreeing to sign.

So I apologised for the inconvenience (politest thing to do because I'm a friggin' doormat)and hanged up.

Then around 5-6pm, this girl from the company called on behalf of the person-in-charge to tell me that I 'don't need to come for work tomorrow'.

What the heck?! It's as if I'm being fired -.- pretty damn arrogant employers, they think temp staff are so desperate. Actually I am, but there's easier cash out there than signing a 6 month contract, getting your pay leeched by the recruiting company, and doing mindless junk to waste my precious time.

MILO

Ever since my mum insisted that we switch from condensed milk to creamer (which is a healthier option), I have been getting nothing but horrible tasting Milo every night. It is SO bland. Milo only tastes good with condensed milk :(

And every time I leave the house, the rubbish truck arrives at my block. This has happened 4 times and I'm wondering if someone is doing this on purpose or I just leave the house at the same time every day :s



empty suddenly

when all that is to be said has been said,
don't expect anymore.

Kuching :)

I got my Face Shop facial foam confiscated at the customs :( Seriously, they should relax the rules a little - hello, 100 ml? Even the smallest contact lens solution comes in 120 ml MINIMUM. And the one I brought in was BRAND NEW, with the bloody safety seal whatever still on the bloody bottle. As for my facial foam, I'll give you a million bucks if you can find kerosene/ flammable liquid that smells so good. The officer was really nice about it but he was BLOODY INFLEXIBLE. Do I look like a terrorist? :(

Aiyah I'm whining so much.


people get ruder as they grow older. or maybe some are just naturally rude.