The Joy of Working

I'm back at work at Lucky Plaza with a pool of fellow customers from my hometown, Philippines!
I'm no longer at the shop that i used to be at when i was working in Lucky Plaza the other time. The dealers from both shops are nice people, but the best thing about the change is that I'VE GOT SEATS TO REST MY BUTT. And there's this filipina worker name Rizal, was interesting to chat with.

Me: What's the dealer name?
Rizal: his name is, his name is.
Me: C'mon lah, whats his real name.
Rizal: Peter.
Me: Sure or not?
Rizal: Very sure.
Me: (still doubtful)

At around 5pm, customers coming by the shop was like ZERO. So Rizal asked me to yell out the dealer's name "Peter". And I did what i was told "Peter, peter peter!"

There was totally no response from him. Instead he's eyes was fixed on his PSP. So im kinda sure that his name is not Peter. HAHA. So i waved at him to catch his attention. And asked...

Me: Whats your name?
"Peter": Elgine. Why?
Me: Ohhh, because she (pointing at Rizal) told me your name was Peter
Elgine: Then you know what's her name anot?
Me: Dont know (pretending)
Elgine: Pan. You know why or not?
Me: Why?
Elgine: Coz together we are Peter Pan
Me: Okayyyyyyyyyyyy.

The amount of customers flowing in between 5pm to 7pm was really low. As to kill time, Rizal taught me tagalog and i taught her chinese. If i'd master the language, I would totally be mistaken as a Fillipina! HA. As a matter of fact, the customers stopping by would definitely, 100% guranteed, chop, speak to me in taglog. And i would be repeating, "Sorry, i speak english". In addition, there's this group of filipinas actually thought i was their compatriot!!! Till Rizal told them i'm a chinese! They were stunned!! Followed by a stream of laughter. Ohyeah, watever.

The bra incident was awfully hilarious too. HAHA.

And this is how i end my post.