The first day of work sucked. I work as handphone sales at bedok, clementi or imm, whichever 1 has less people. I worked at bedok from 1030-2100 . The pay is about $30-$40 per day, so itz kind of a loss.
I went in with my dad at about 1030, then see a guy opening the shop. His name is Jason and he is quite friendly. he asked me to vacuum the floor before any customers come in. so i did for about half an hour. then the first few customers came in and jason served them, because he didnt teach me anything. So throughout the whole morning i just sat there and watched him serve. Then about noon another guy came in, Desmond. He helped him out a little and did a little paperwork. Then A Chinese Guy came in and asked me why he phone kept hanging up when he called others. so i tried it on my fone and it worked smoothly. Then he asked Jason why so he just help him reformat the phone and teach him how to off programs properly. Then after that, there was a message that it diverted the call, so he kept bugging Jason about it. Then he tried to ask Desmond to help while he went to buy lunch. then Desmond still couldnt help, so jason beg the guy to let him finish lunch firs tcuz he never eat breakfast, so the guy say that he will wait till he finish his lunch. So he try calling nokia hq but they also cannot solve the problem, then he say ask his friends who also have his friend, then jason become so happy.
After Lunch they teach me how to write the plan application for ppl who want to sign up a new line, so i finally knew what to do , at least a little bit. then the afternoon i just sat around until they have customers, otherwise i would explore the computer a bit. then near 530 pm, i was drawing on the computer, suddenly a voice told me i couldnt use it, i was shocked lor, summore the voice very familiar, like my past instructor during camp. Then as long as he was inside i just moved away or pretended i was looking at some handphone manual.
By Dinner, he went off so i just helped around a bit. I sold a few hi-cards and helped a few customers, by the end of the night.
My parents fetched me home, and they said that they might not have helped me if I wasnt their bosses son. They were the kind that are very crude in their language, so i wasnt surprised. I was thinking that if i gt another job where no one knew who i was, would i be able to slack. Its like they have to be good to me, or as they scared i tell my father and they might lose their jobs. So I was wondering how i would survive in the real world outside.
Many people I have come across call me rich or lucky or 'shao ye' (boss son), basically beacuse of my dad's work, and they treat me differently. I never really felt what the real world is like, especially those less fortunate. I probably never will. Although this is actually at my advantage, i dont like it 1 bit, because if you think for the one at the losing end, how does he feel that hos boss is treating someone else better than him for something he did not do.
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