Many a time, customers embarrass themselves in front of me. After which, I retreat 'backstage' to burst out in smug, evil laughter.

However, today I met a smarty pants.

He claimed I gave him only one ticket when he wanted two. I've to say that this has happened many times. And 100% of the time, the customers simply misplaced it. It's impossible that it's our fault over at the ticketing counter.

So today, I told the guy to check properly, perhaps it was wadded together with his cash. And indeed it was.

But this smarty pants didn't outrightly admit to his false claim. I offered to bring him in without the other ticket and all. Then when he flipped open his wallet, he kinda paused. And then went away, saying, "It's okay, we'll see again," and left my counter.

Immediately, I told my colleague, "What a smart-ass!"

Lose all face already still wanna act cool. Walk off like nothing happened when he wrongly accused me. I was embarrassed for him. With my beady eyes once more, I saw him get pass the usher. I strode out and found his ticket stub - his 'missing' ticket stub.

What a smart-ass trying to save face when all had been lost. I was so smug.

I've been pretty smug these days. It's kinda fun.

You know, fear arises when we do not have control over things (and I got this from watching part of Final Destination 3). But it seems like in my line of work, I'm pretty much in control over most stuff, so I get pretty carried away with the thought of being able to manipulate people. Of course, I'm over-hyping it a little bit. But you know how I like over-hyping things right? If not life would be so boring.

Talking about boring, splatters kinda come across to me as boring already. No doubt that they look good on shoes and clothes, but I've been seeing so much of it on people, it makes me sick. Whatever happened to the exclusivity of it? I'm mildly disgusted that the any-O-how-splattered-with-paint look is ubiquitous. I don't exactly like popular trends. Especially when it's something that I feel closely connected to.

However, I have to say that the new Swatch watch with splattered paint design looks cool. Actually I haven't seen the real deal yet. I only saw the poster boldly splashed on the newly-revamped Swatch gallery in Suntec City. Anyways, it matches my slip-ons 100%. Imagine me with matching shoes and watch!

So I dream of great things all the time, feeling good, feeling great, but I HAVEN"T HEARD FROM TP YET!

The waiting game sucks as much as the guessing game, but it's definitely easier to evade playing the waiting game since I can snap my fingers and divert my attention to something else. So it has been work and work and more work.

So while I work my ass off, I begin to wonder if I'm really interested in going back on Poly campus. Very realistically, this part-time job will get me nowhere, to speak very stereotypically. This happened to by lying around and I saw it: "Choose a job you love and you'll never have to work a day in your life" -Confucius

Definitely true because whenever I go work, I don't feel like I'm working at all. It's like I was born to do what I do. I thoroughly enjoy myself. So school? It's like wading in shallow murky waters. Safe for now, but that drop-off is still out there somewhere. You may just fall off while wading happily. It'll be great to be able to tread water.

I was told that I was really good at dropping hints here and there when confrontation is required. Confrontation is usually uncomfortable. So why say things as they are when we are all smart enough to pick up underlying messages? It's milder and less in-your-face. Gives a calmer effect as well. Otherwise, you may just come across as trying to pick a fight.

However, for dumb people, in-your-face confrontation will be useless. Because they just do not get it.

I'm bored already.