the end of my job is drawing near – Reflections and Plans for Hereon
Only 3 more days until my job at the Low Yat store finishes – I’m eagerly awaiting it, because I can get my money for my PSP… finally, and I don’t have to wake up at ungodly hours like 9am anymore. I’m sure everybody there’s looking forward to it, too – since I make so many mistakes at the job. The job was kinda fun when you were talking to customers, but mostly not fun, because when there are no customers around, I tend to find out that I screwed up something and I get chewed out for that. This job makes me really want to do an entertainment gig or something that makes more bucks per minute. It really doesn’t help that I’ve been catching up on my Macross Frontier lately. I’m rooting for Sheryl, just so you know. I never get that ‘cute’ vibe that Ranka’s been pushing all the time, and besides, I’m all for hawt, confident gals.
At first I applied to be a technician, but they said they had no places for a technician, so I became a salesman instead. I learned a lot about being a salesman, and I find it preferable to being a technician. After all, you get to meet so many people. The IT guy for a petrochemical company who has worked with everything from Sun SPARCstations to SGI Tezros and Itaniums, the hot female lawyer who comes here on errands, the friendly guy who has a cybercafe for his friends in the basement, chock full of great hardware, the weird buff guy who likes to be dour to me, the boss who always makes a smile when scolding me and always comes in fashionably late with his backpack like a schoolboy, the Chinese who make a point of being competitive, the Indians who don’t and remain nice even when they sell more than me, the only (and I repeat, only) beautiful woman in the whole of Malaysia (I must train my guts), the guy who played Doom all the time, the assholes who walk away just when my colleague is wrapping up the deal, and many more. While the technicians just sit in the back and labour away. No seriously, I’m really glad I met the guy who did SGIs. He pointed me to where I could get one (he said an SGI Origin or somesuch with an InfiniteReality2 and 32GBs of RAM sells for effing 200RM nowadays), although at this point I only have enough money to buy a PSP.
So… I’m going to Germany. Next month, sometime. Finally managed to get the stuff that the embassy would like. Really, dealing with those guys is so depressing – they always find some fault with your papers and you have to go off on a totally different tangent and call several people in Germany as they struggle through their bureaucratic structure and finally, after wasting 15 minutes of the 20 minutes you bought, give you the guy who actually does the stuff, and run out of money.
Germany should be different from Canada. I started up this blog while I was in Canada and it’ll be an anniversary soon, but I just want to change myself. Get some money, get a good computer and perhaps an Origin or Octane but never forget to be cool with the grades and the piano. I assume the girls will automatically fall for one of them, if not both. And the guys can ooh at the Octane.
And seriously, to get HD Sheryl x Ranka, I really need a better internet connection than the crap Malaysia gets me. Damn, why can’t I stop thinking of computers? This doesn’t bode well…. or does it?
Ah yes, retail. I’d worked as a front-end salesman at a department store (men’s accessories, thankfully) for about a month as a summer job. While yeah, I really, really, really, really wanted to be assigned to clerical work in a school’s store instead, I found the experience to be invaluable for my social skills. When you work at retail, it really humbles you and at the same time, forces you to speak to total strangers and sell them stuff.
Anyway, good to know you’ve got enough money for a PSP now – it’d probably take me about 3 months of full work to afford that. Enjoy doing whatever you’ll be doing with it. And good luck with Germany too. I’ve never been there, but I do agree with how embassies are totally anal about travel papers sometimes, though I’ll save that story for a later time.
“Damn, why can’t I stop thinking of computers?”
-Don’t worry, same here pal. hehe. Good luck!