Sunday, October 10, 2010
Ninja-ing
A special day to note 101010.
Canteen day starts early. The moment I stepped at my counter, I see cartons and cartons of pastries piled on the 2 meters long table. The head asked me why I was late, at 7am.
So I counted the stocks and realized there are 20 and more goodies, some pricing readjusted. The kids we hired showed up one by one as well. We began unloading and repricing them, with the swiftest motion.
The French bread was actually short and stubby with different substance in it. Tasted weird though, like the muffin of my first trial. It wasn't as good as expected, so up until 2.30pm we have to give out more than they buy. The bread is actually exported to France, but I guess Malaysian appetite is obviously different. Later when leaving, I got to Baby's house to drop off some bread to see what his mom thinks.
Dehydrated, drinking only one bottle of mineral water for the whole afternoon, I kept downing bottles of water at home. Tiresome, I think, for now, is the best medicine that curbs me from impulse reaction. I know, I've been acting real reckless lately.
