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Today is Sec 1 registration. I had to go and help out there. I was assigned to the fitting room at upper sec block. The parents were very fast, before when we start our duty, the parents were already here to buy their uniforms. I wonder what time did they arrive.
I had to get the sample uniforms from the uncle(should I address him as uncle? He looks so young) then before we get started, they already start coming in. Then I was like sian diao don't have enough time to pack and let them try. Some of the kids have size bigger than expected sizes. Then here comes the peak hour.
Parents were crowding at the table and if we have not attend to them, they would"help" themself. Then they would be leaving the clothes all about, some were not returned, any how put and the place was messed up. Luckily Mr Siva came and seperate the PE and uniform area and help me get back the clothes back.
Then the "grand" finale
I was the only person (the other one went to toilet) to face the parents like in the battlefield with messy orders. One wants this one wants that wah luan yah.
Finally it ended.....
digital love;
9:13 PM