"There's gotta be more to life."

Okay,
I've more or less made up my mind to quit,
After the one week trial is up.

I feel kinda pathetic,
That I have no perseverance at all,
But it only took me 2 days to decide,
That this is not what I want to do with my life at all.

Alright,
I found the going tough lah.
After slacking the past 6 months or so,
All that hard work is a shock to my system.

And if I want to "experience life",
I've already paid my dues in my previous job.
I think the 2 jobs are comparable,
Except the customer base for this one,
Is ten times worse.

I'm deadbeat after standing the whole day,
Facing hordes of orcs,
Sorry, I meant orc-like aunties,
Ah bengs wearing fake Livestrongs,
And whiney school children.

I sound like a bitch.

Don't blame me.
My tooth was acting up again today,
And as a result, I was very grumpy.

And I also happen to discover,
That my dunks are coming apart at the soles.
I don't know what kind of lousy glue Nike's using,
But considering I don't wear each pair that often,
The quality is certainly rotten.

That's it.
I'm really not buying anymore sneakers.
In fact,
The only pair of footwear,
That has served me well throughout the years,
Is my trusty Red Wings.
I've had them for more than 3 years,
And they've even been through one bike accident with me.
They look worn,
But they're still good.
Now that's $300 well-spent.

Can't say the same,
About the thousands spent on my Nikes.

Oh, by the way,
There's this girl working on the same level,
That slightly resembles Daphne Khoo!
The height,
(Or rather, the lack of it)
The small eyes,
And the baby fat...

Close, but no cigar.

Actually it's not even close.
But for some reason,
I still keep looking anyway,
Haha!

I need a life.
And a better job.