chronicles of a tank life.

chronicles of a tank-life:

the shop really resembles a tank. transparent pane glass lining the walkway; a miserable space power-packed with rows and rows of accessories, bags, scarfs etc...and not forgetting the cramped cashier corner at the back.

all it takes is one look and u can see everything. clearly, not the ideal environment per se but it's not too nice to criticise it's presence since it does draw lucrative returns every christmas....

amidst all the negativities, i'd say it's pretty strategically located. a VERY VERY smart choice to be precise. you can practically smell the freshly baked bread and pastry from delifrance every half an hour [though it can make u gag after ur meals]. Intoxicating is the word for it... occasional glimpse of B-list celebrities who surprisingly doesn't like to be caught well-groomed. cute guys [in groups] strolling past every now and then...and if you're a nature-enthusiast, then you'll probably find consolation in the sounds created by an artificial waterfall in the basement.

i hope it doesn't sound like i'm whining.....cus seriously, i don't have an issue with the place.
maybe it's just me and my first-day-at-work-blues...or is it because of SOME people..:

1) i reported far too early for work
2) i had to run up to the office at tower B n back down to the shop, THRICE
3) i queued for "decades" at the ocbc bank to bank in some money for the shop
4) i ate alone for my dinner [this is the 2nd worst part]
5) my legs ached like hell cus there's no where to sit
6) the f**king alarm went off and caused a whole lot of trouble...

...this is what happened:
we locked the "tank" n someone pulled the glass damn hard to see if it's locked. that SOMEONE triggered the alarm which rang like a fire alarm, so loud that the whole ngee ann city can practically hear it. we panicked and unlocked the "tank" again and that someone ran in to de-activate then activate the alarm again. so, we locked up and left. END OF STORY...?
NO!
as we were reaching the train station, our supervisor called to ask us to run back and check on the alarm cus cisco called her.....damn....!@#$%^&*. so we made a mad-dash back only to realise that it was a false alarm cus everything's settled. we had to unlock again, then call cisco to let them know about it. and the rest was history.....

tell me if i'm pushing the blame. i haven't worked in that "tank" before and i weren't the one who locked up the shop. suay suay suay.....is it that someone or me?! damn it!