No need to guess. I'll just tell you.
I got up at 9.55am.. I actually didn't know I was working either. I was SO DISORIENTED I actually was going through the introductory questions in my head
Who am I (I actually couldn't recall my identity. I mean wtf?? How did that happen?)
Where am I
Am I on off today?
What day is it?
Wait.. Thursday? I'm off on Friday & Saturday right? So.. Am I starting at 12pm today or what..?
No wait.. I'm having opening shifts two consecutive days together this week.. Which means..
I spluttered in panic behind my unruly hair and parted them like a curtain, off my face. (I quite often wake up with them on my face, it's a wonder I breathe at all) and pushed myself up into a sitting position.
I was super disoriented. I mean this doesn't usually happen to me, you know? I thought it's usually reserved for hungover people and those with night lives. I'm not one of them! Unless you count being on the computer till late.. Is that late night creature enough? Hmm?? Ok. I suppose. Like I'm typing this in the dark on my bed, on mobile.
Yeah, anyway I jumped out of bed and quickly grabbed my phone, still in my undies and a head of hair that would make a male lion proud. Scrambled around for my phone and contemplated how should I call my manager and tell her. Should I take medical leave? I have never taken a sick leave since I started work here.. Which is a year over. (Alhamdulillah my health has been quite excellent) and would be so wasteful to break that record. Besides, I'm not even sick. I found trying to act to a doctor that I'm sick more tiresome than actually rushing to work.
"E!! " I had exclaimed over the phone hysterically when my manager picked up the call, she actually sounded groggy and still half asleep. "PHUCK MAN! I just woke up! I'm.. (Trying to figure out my next course of action in a split second) I'm gonna need to bath quickly now and rush over! So I'm telling you first!" She said ok-ok! And I snapped the phone shut and went into the shower.
Long story short, I actually skipped one important thing which I'm not going to mention.
I'm just.. In a daze.
And now I have to pay back my hours.. And they're not like late one hour, pay back an hour. It's more like you're late 1hour, you pay back 4 hours. Urgh. I'm so disgusted.
Taxi driver's NETS machine was down as well and I had to run to the second floor and withdraw cash and run back down to the taxi stand where he's waiting to pay him. I could've just run off but, that wouldn't be honest.. And it's such an ugly thing to do. Besides, karma Is a bitch. I'm in customer service remember..
But I guess he was so pleased and surprised I kept to my word and didn't run off that he said "only $10 can!" When my bill was about around $12+ maybe? So.. That was nice.
Oh. And normally when I'm late I am SUPER GRUMPY AND PISSED OFF.
Not today however. So glad. Thank goodness. I'm so tired of carrying around anger in me.
just a selfie from the other day