how did it come to this?
working in a bank can be quite a headache sometimes.
1. you never know what clothes to wear
2. the clothes you HAVE to wear make you end up looking like someone you're not. which at least to me, is disturbing.
3. you see a whole chunk of numbers everyday. which to me is bad news. numbers is to me like fire is to water. its a destructive relationship. my head is constantly swimming around in numbers.
but then again, working in a bank can have its perks.
1. i get money! which makes me a viable economic structure. which translates to me helping in the country's economic survival in my own way. albeit in my own little way.
2. i get to buy new clothes because my old wardrobe will probably give the old farts a heart attack. by old fart(s) i do not mean my colleagues with whom i see everyday. there are old fart(s) everywhere in this great big working world. they are invariably the ones that look like theyve been cooped up in a very small and suffocating place for a very long time. hence the term "old fart". back to buying new clothes. buying new clothes! as we all know retail therapy is very, very good.
3. waking up early also means i get to eat more meals a day. HAHA. eating is always good so..im not complaining. though i probably will start to when i begin to feel tight in my jeans.
4. working in a humongous company also means the chances of meeting good looking people to look at increases. looking at good looking people who actually smile back makes one happy daphne. daphne is easily pleased. lol.
and right now, daphne is mighty tired. daphne should go off and watch grey's anatomy.
DAPHNE LOVES GREY'S ANATOMY.
daphne almost died that the last few eps of grey's anatomy took so long to come out.
tata :)
