Back To The Cinema, People

So I've been jobless for over 6 months now. Sucks to be broke. Sucks even more to have to depend on my mother to give me money. But still I survive on pocket money.

Okay, a little confession here. I admit I've been making 'illegal' purchases electronically with my mother's card. Just a CD here and there, and pricey magazines every now and then. Call it self-delusional, but I can easily convince myself that my purchases are worthwhile and non-impulsive.

I mean, I heard Sia Furler's song, fell in love with her VOICE, found out she's gay, fell in love with HER; so it's only normal that I go down to HMV (almost) immediately to get her album, right?

So anyways, I've a guaranteed payroll at the end of May, that's for sure.

The haircut I got was almost like a burden lifted off me. I felt damned shiok after the cut! It's like all-the-boys-and-girls-on-the-streets-so-wanna-do-me kind of shiok. I just felt really good.

Strangely, I felt ready to go back working, having money coming in for myself. For the past few months. I've been complaining about how lazy I was to go back working. The haircut did wonders for me! Thank goodness Hairianto still kept in touch with the ultra fab stylist, Noreen.

On Monday, I spontaneously dropped by the cinema at Handy Road and asked for a job. I filled up the form, had a chat with the 'kak'['sister' in street-Malay(??); informal, but respectful manner of address], and bam! I'm reporting for work on the following Monday.

BAM! That's how it is! Easy, breezy! (Okay, this is my shout out to Ed. Alright Ed, this is where you do the Covergirl commercial lines, yeah?)

I brushed aside all my prejudices for cinema operations, didn't give two hoots about the some-say-meagre pay rates and with a burst of desperation, dived right back into working at a cinema.

I realised my prejudices for cinema ops stemmed from the previous company. I didn't have a problem with cinema operations. My real problems were with the company. So I was being really unfair to myself by refusing to go work for another cinema company.

I want to work-work and get paid and treated REASONABLY, not slack-work and get paid and treated MINIMALLY. Minimalism is the 'in' thing, but just not when we're talking about paychecks, yeah?