Today i had to work full shift, and went to work like ever other day. Woke up, took shower, went to work, got breakfast and scanned in for work.
I swear i think the people that came today are pretty disturbed in their heads. No seriously, i get that it's a public holiday and such, but why in the fuck would you want to hang out in a bookstore? like duuuuuuuuuuuuude, seriously.
So yes. The people that came today are pretty.. how should i say- so that i won't sound like one pms bitch?- i guess i should just put it in such a way that maybe they forgot to pay their brain bills? Please, forgive me. Judge me all you want, i might just be emo and was only fueled by teenage angst.
So there was this one lady who came with a boy around my age- well, my age i guess, he was wearing a PLKN t-shirt, i know so because i had saw Aizat's before- i assume the lady is the mother, and so they asked about this one book and coincidentally, the book was out of stock hence i had to call up another outlet to transfer their stock here. And to do so the fella who wants the book has to pay an amount of deposit, which is half the price of the book.
Fella: Can i pay the deposit with the book voucher?
Me: I'm sorry, but you can't do so. You'll need to pay cash.
Fella: Why?
Me: Because it's like that.
The fella's mom: Why can't we use? Ridiculous.
Me: Well, it's like this. You CAN use the voucher, but the deposit needs to be in cash.
Fella: But i want to pay with book voucher.
Me: YOU CAN PAY WITH BOOK VOUCHER. JUST NOT THE DEPOSIT. (Serious time ni aku dah macam nak cirit dekat muka dia dah.)
Fella: Why do i need to pay half only? Nevermind, i pay full with book voucher.
Fella's mom: Ya la, nevermind we pay full.
Me in my head: OH MY GOD, TAK PAHAM BAHASA KA, CIBAI?
And then there was this other fella. Some Chinese guy called up, i had to sit at the enquiry today since Mat's only on morning shift. So yes, this other bozo called.
Bozo: Hello.
Me: Yes, hello. MPH Gurney Plaza, Izati speaking how can i help you?
Bozo: Hello.
Me: Yes, hello?
Bozo: Yes, hello.
Me: Can i help you sir?
(and by this time there was this one kid and a few more customers looking at me tak sabaq-sabaq nak suruh aku cari buku, i mean i'm on the phone fucker, wait for your turn la kan, fucker.) yes, sorry. and so the bozo was like
Bozo: Just now i called, i got reserve three books. got ar?
Me: Can i know who did you speak to?
Bozo: I didn't speak to anyone.
Yes, you wouldn't know how mentally tortured i was to be surrounded by idiots today.
Another one was
Kid: Aunty ahhhhhh.
Me: Hmm? (layan je la kan, aunty pun aunty la.)
Kid: Aunty ahhhhhhhhhhh!
Me: Yes? can i help you?
Kid: Hihihihihihihihiihihihihi.
Me: (stares at kid blankly)
Kid: (speaks some random Chinese shiz prolly asking me about something.)
Me: Huh? Sorry i don't speak Chinese.
Kid: This book got in Chinese ar? (points at a book with that IS in Chinese)
Yes, please do Freddie Mercury ultra-high-angle reverse facepalm yourselves. And no, that wasn't the end of it.
Really old Aunty: Ah miss ah, help me find a book ah.
Me: Okay, title please?
ROA: The one the Dr Mahathir book leh. You know ah? The one the Dr. Mahathir one.
Me: Doctor in the house ka?
ROA: Haaaaa. Ya la, that one la. What are you doing, cepat la cari.
Me in my head putting up two middle fingers: Okay, hang on ah aunty, i go find.
and so i found the book.
ROA: Haaa, this one lah.
Me: Yes, this one lah.
ROA: No discount ah?
Me: No, this one just came in.
ROA: How much the price?
Me pointing at price ticket: here.
ROA: No discount ah?
Me: No, no discount, aunty.
ROA: Why i go see that one store got discount one?
Me: Mana saya nak tau.
ROA: Here no discount ah? Popular got discount one.
Me: Sini bukan Popular, aunty.
Haram gila, aku taktau nak kata. Lepas tu sekoq lagi mai.
Guy: I'm looking for a book.
Me: Yes sir? I can help you find it.
Guy: It's about this one story. (then he went raving on about this one story about a guy who was a fan of something and something, i wasn't really listening because at that moment got this one lady yang macam cibai tak sabaq-sabaq takmau ikut turn.)
Me: Maybe i could look up the book for you sir, can i have the title?
Guy: I don't know the title.
Me: Well, maybe the author?
Guy: I don't know the author.
Oh god, please save them from permanent stupidity.
Well i should stop, i've been facepalm-ing my self for a gazillion times that my had could just go through my face if this post continues. I just hope tomorrow wouldn't be as stupidly awkward as today.
Thank you for listening (well um, reading actutally) my rantings here today. Just needed to vex out some stress i've been coping just now. Only god knows how i could have survived.
Till then, matta ne.
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