Saturday, 18th April 2009

POV 1
We both get ready for work. He wears his black shirt and black slacks, preparing for another busy day in the kitchen. I wear my usual Gap jeans and red working t-shirt, preparing for another array of scoldings and sandwich making.

POV 2
His departure from the workplace leaves me heaving a huge sigh of relief. The puzzling thing is he leaves without notifying any of us, which keeps me aware of my speed and focus. Speak of the devil, he comes back three hours later to spot the only mistake I made for the day.

POV 3
Confusion kicks in when we both talk to each other. We learned that shutting up does not help the situation, what more asking for a hiatus. I should be myself. I thank God for her rationality.

POV 4
He walks into the room at 11:30 pm at night, which led to me laughing. The man laughed at me when I told him I was working 12 hours for the week as he only had 6 hours of work for the week. Suddenly, his manager gives him a call the day before and tells him that he has a 12 hour shift. Don't mess with karma.

POV 5
I stare at the tedious changes in the accounting standards while attempting to do my part in the assignment. In the end, I go to bed ending an eventful day while hoping for a better tomorrow.