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♥ 习惯了的不习惯
I remember the first day of work here. I reached like a damn early (11.15am for 12pm and that was the earliest EVER) to realise that I got scammed. Hahah I just need to reach in time to get changed and neat and all tidied up and punch my card before the clock strikes 12. So, from then on, I learnt my lesson.
First day of work was hectic, horribly confusing. Suddenly, everything was thrown to you. Product knowledge, names of like 40 over staff, where each room is, how to pack stocks, standard greetings... and the list goes on. I was in a mess too because no one knew what to do with new part-timers. But slowly and gradually I knew. Wherever/whoever needs help, off we go. To sum it up, the first few days was terrible. I felt like I was in a foreign land, no one knew me, and I knew no one. That feeling sucks.
After much interaction, and now that I know some people a lot better, and am closer to them all, it's time to leave. Honestly, working here has made the slightest difference to my life. Before this, Paragon was a mall I never ever go. Because it only has atas stuff which I cannot afford and hence shopping at Paragon = boring. But now, I think I will go to Paragon real often, just to walk by and say hi. In the past, I rarely put on makeup, only on special occasions. But now, I am so accustomed to putting on makeup that I fear I might not survive without it. My bare face looks like a mess everyday, and this is bad.
So here it comes. The ending which I dreaded. I guess all things come to an end. But I am glad that I end this with smiles and laughter and fond memories. And if time permits and opportunity comes knocking again, you will find me back at Gucci Paragon in December 2012. Till then.
I remember the first day of work here. I reached like a damn early (11.15am for 12pm and that was the earliest EVER) to realise that I got scammed. Hahah I just need to reach in time to get changed and neat and all tidied up and punch my card before the clock strikes 12. So, from then on, I learnt my lesson.