It was such a horrifying experience... I went to office at 8plus in the morning and was in the process of opening the door... A lady approached me to ask about our centre, and I told her to wait while I unarm our office...
Then, I grabbed a centre brochure, pushed the glass door to talk to that lady... I stepped out of the office and explained to her our clientele, opening hours, etc... And suddenly I realised that the glass door is just a few centimetres away from closing...
And IT'S TOO LATE... The glass door closed right in front of me and I almost screamed in front of the public. T_T While I was still recovering from my major shock, that lady was stunned and told me she'll need to rush home (thanks =_=)... And left me outside alone... With just one stupid namecard. I got no phone, no money... NOTHING else with me.
I wanted to cry man. What am I supposed to do?!?! From what I can remember, JW has finished her classes on Saturday mornings (I found out that I was wrong later), no one else should be coming into office... My client's mother should be coming, and I can't just leave like that without informing her (my phone is in the office T_T)... So I stood outside the office in tee and shorts.
At about 9am, client's mother came and I explained to her what happened while trying to hide my shock and stupidity. She so kindly offered to send me home or leave her boy with me to help me run errands. So I decided to take the offer and be sent back to home area at least. I am so thankful for that ride!!! I can't imagine walking back home from clementi........
My mo was out for longer than expected. And I ended up waiting outside my house for at least 2 hours plus. Gosh, I did whatever that I can think of... Sang some of my old choir songs and realised that I can't remember how to sing some already :(... Played word games with myself... Thought of possible action plans once I can go inside my house... Fiddled with my cactus... Scrutinised my toes, fingers, legs and arms... Did the AJ clap... Napped... Oh man, it was SUPER BORING, I tell you.
Finally at 1pm, my mo miraculously appeared and wondered how did I end up outside the house when I'm supposed to be in office...
I rushed into the house, grabbed my old handphone and desperately switched it on. The power button seemed a bit weird and I prayed hard that the phone can still function. After about two minutes of desperate pressing, the phone is finally on!!! (I have to go back office somehow because I can't leave the office like that overnight, and I have to meet a client tomorrow so I definitely need my belongings that I placed in office.)
Then I quickly jotted down TW, SM, BT, XY, and NF's number. I don't have my sim card with me, but I have old smses stored in my old phone. Am so glad I haven't deleted them!!!
So I started calling... I am so glad SM and XY picked up my call!!! Felt so reassuring when boss told me he can go back office... *touched* XY is in office so I instructed her to stay there until I go back...
And this post is my documentation for the most boring 3 hours of my life... Gosh, how memorable... Hahaha... @_@
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