I am always not getting the things I want in life. On top of that, yes, sometimes I do get what I want, but it's never the right thing.

The following are exaggerated examples:
If I want red tea, life gives me green tea.
If I want shoes, life gives me those that don't fit.
If I want guys, life gives me gays.

Get what I mean? It's like, I am THAT close to getting it, but no it's not what I want.

So today, I was buying lunch a cafe lobby, and probably the last time in a long while I am getting lunch from there. Here's the story.

Yesterday...
I was buying chicken rice for lunch, when the guy at the cash register told his chicken-chopper friend "That girl's pretty." in mandarin. Then the chicken chopper guy told me, "Girl, he says you're pretty leh!" in mandarin. Ugh, for convenience sake, let's just say they spoke in mandarin the whole time, including me.
Awkward. I just gave an awkward smile, paid and left.

Today...
I wanted to get wanton noodles. Cash-register guy was still there smiling. So i ordered wanton noodles with the noodles-guy. Then cash-register guy saw me and all so I tried not to look at him, but he hid behind the chicken stand anyway after awhile. Then he mumbled to noodles guy that he wanted to ask for my number.

So the noodles guy announced that he wants to ask for my number. I was like, awkward smile, again. The noodles guy said to him "Eh, I help you say already, now your turn lah. She's just there wad." I was still awkward-smiling. I collected my noodles, paid, and rushed off. But not before cash-register guy said, "Never mind, still can meet her tomorrow lah hor..."

BLAH. Seriously. Cash register guy is obviously older than I am, and from the neighboring Malaysia. Besides, do I seem like I will be interested in a cash register guy, when I am going to enter the world of post-NS guys at NUS?
NO.

If a guy were to ask my number, it should be one who has a nice personality, decent education, and decent looks, or with a good job. Anyway, I don't like guys who are more than 4 years older than me, that's definitely a NO.

So therefore, I am not going to buy lunch from there anymore.

Anyway, something mad went on at the clinic today. Evelyn and Sally left super early. And Desiree swapped times with Emily. So when Eve and Sally left at about 1pm-ish, I was left with two juniors, and an equal who doesn't really know how to do much.

What's worse, the cash register was screwed up and I couldn't fix it. AND, Dr. Yvonne ordered a referral to hospital when there wasn't anybody who could fix the appt. I had to delay the booking coz of that and I think the patient ain't very happy about that.

So Desiree arrived.

At that point, there was this woman who came wanting to purchase a cream OTC from us. I checked her records and she has never gotten a cream from us. I explained that she has to consult because she doesn't have a record for the cream here, and the doctor is unable to dispense it due to clinic policy. Did I ever mention that Dr. Yvonne is especially strict about that?

She didn't want to believe me. She says she always gets the cream from another clinic and she knows her symptoms and how to use it and all. So I asked Desiree to reinforce our stand. She tells the woman again about the policy, and the woman says "where's the policy on paper, let me see." WTH?

But Desiree is super powerful, she says, "You can speak to my boss if you want to, but I really cannot dispense this for you if you haven't consulted the doctor here for this medication."

Then she gave up and took a number.

People sometimes...

Sigh.