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Tuesday, July 03, 2007


Feeling kinda unsettled.

Things have changed, or i am just getting too sensitive again. But i do hate this feeling. But when i dun, and am enjoying myself to the max, i tend to offend people from my words or actions.

Always thought this is just a way of life? But why do i feel so bothered everytime when i get those feelings...or probably is the season..I am in the season. But everyone i have met so far are so precious to me. I think there are many things i need to do, to make right before i move on to start on a new chapter.

I was feeling so uptight today that i didn't realise i was screwing the poor server over the Haagan Daz counter in Century Square. I didn't mean it, because i was already very tired, i am already on my toes, and the last thing i want to 3 different servers asking me the same thing over and over again. I just wanted to treat myself, and he had to look at me "so shocked" that i am getting 2 cups of double scoop ice-cream. Firstly, was he afraid that his ice-cream was so expensive that a working "auntie" can't even afford? Secondly, i thot i was loud enough and was embrassing my partner who was just standing right beside me. Which part of "2 cups of double scoop" doesn't he understand? I was obviously disturbed, when i was asked the the 3rd time of my order, he had to asked for the 4th time. By then, his manager came straight forward to assist and insist of giving me my 2 cups of double scoop totally free!! I knew i was a difficult customer, and was in the mood where i fire very easily, i told him 3 times, NO! i just want my 20 cents change back. But he took the initiative to give me 20% discount instead.

This is what i call a good customer service. Cos the manager made me feel so bad after that. He was attentive, he clearly knew i was a disturbed customer and the last thing i want is hassle, and he turn the whole ordeal into a good experience. By saying this, i am asking, if you can do me a favour by visiting the outlet, good service done by the manager himself. Remember is Haagan Daz in Century Square.

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Another left today, another on coming wed and finally me on friday.
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feel like crying suddenly
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12:25 am

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