When I found out that I would be stuck in my house for a month doing nothing for the holidays, it became clear to me that I needed a part-time job.
So after searching high and low for jobs, I landed myself a job at Takashimaya selling clothes. The pay's a nice figure, and the workplace is near my house. But the hours are totally whack! 9.30am to 10.30pm at night???
But I keep telling myself; imagine that fat cheque in your bank account at the end of your contract. I can do alot of things with that amount of money...
The bonus is that the atmosphere at the shop is nice; punk and grunge coming out of the sound systems. The staff there are around my age too.
That's a BIG bonus.
The only truly lousy part of this experience is that I can't claim overtime.
Only hours.
Guess that's my sliver lining in a bleak black cloud...
CHOCOLATE ;;
10:31 AM <3