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Thursday, April 12, 2007 | 8:52 AM
What an overwhelming day.
First, the two new male colleagues started work today. But despite these two who interned at the Medical department for 3 mths are way overrated in their sales and service abilities. It is like, you have sales training for 3 mths and you are floundering like a flopped tuna in the showroom? Oh come on, toughen up a bit, Mummy-is-a-big-shot-on-the-Med-dept-and-thats-how-i-got-my-internship boy. At least your friend who tagged along didnt pack the coffeemaker upside down, very much visible in the cheapo plastic bag.
If that shithead still looks bored/disinterested/too high and mighty to attend to the customers/cant get his pathetic head together, I am gona blast his head off in front of the first customer he serevs tomorrow. Fucking A.
And as for tomorrow, a new female (aged 24) colleague (who dresses in hot miniskirts and wears cute hairbands) will be starting work as well. She will be selling solely... breastpumps, (in 2 different sizes and motors), nipplepads, botttlewarmers (with car adapter and comes in 2 different capacities), baby food storage containers, baby humidfiers, whatever you have it for new Mums and babies. Oh my goodness, when the stock for those stuff arrived, branded in embarassingly large sized fonts, none of my male, actually the female colleagues as well, dared venture within 1 metre of the goods.
More interestingly enough, she has no prior sales experience nor knowledge of those products as well. Basically, she is gona start work tomorrow based on whatever she has memorised from the 5 stacks of product brochures she was given and the 3 hrs product refresher course she attended.
Who says work cant be fun?
On a serious note, I received a sms and a letter from NTU today, from its School of Communications and Information. I have a test and interview to attend on Sat and I will have to bring along a portfolio that showcases my other creative abilities eg. art designs or school newsletters articles. Today is a Thursday. And I like bloody doomed or what?
Now excuse me while I take my running start for my sprint towards the wall.
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