Monday work

I did not talk as much as I had with the staffs on Monday. It was unusual because usually my mood will change fast. I kept my mouth shut the whole 7 hours excluding when I was being asked. When one customer called me, I did not respond. I was dreaming as I stood there. But luckily I heard her calling "Miss" again. I felt so ashamed and my supervisor got irritated. She didn't show it but I know that serving customers well is her first priority.

I don't have any sales for the whole 6 hours. This won't be an issue because I'm a part time worker. I let the full time worker to earn the commission. But I told God every second that I want to serve just one customer who'd buy something from the boutique. At 7.10pm as I noticed, a customer walked in and tried the shoes. She spoke to me although my friend was standing at my 2o'clock who is pretty obvious to look at. The customer's nice and I felt at ease when she wants to try on another side of the shoes. I brought it to her and she’s happy with it. I put the shoes on the counter whilst she tried a blouse in the fitting room. When my friend asked about it, I wasn't sure if the lady wants the shoes. I felt pretty silly. When she comes out from the room, she said she wants the blouse. I quickly asked her if she wants to buy the shoes. She nodded and I folded the blouse.

After 30 minutes of serving the customers, I went back to the place where I sat earlier. Finally I served some customers, I thought. Then, I realized that God had answered my prayer. I am slow at realizing things. Haha! I kept thanking Him. I helped the other workers to gain sales because it doesn't matter how many sales I can make. Either I'll help them to serve the customers or let the supervisor to key in their names with my sales.

When I first started working there, I felt angry towards those who shoved in. I want to serve from the moment they walked in till the second before they stepped out. I always wanted to compete with the workers there. I was selfish. I am happy when I have the sales but I got upset when the others have. But I have changed. I cared for those who stole my customers. They're earning an income. I'm only gaining some pocket money to buy books, so I am thankful that God has changed my ways. Now, I feel happier walking in the boutique and the time when all of us sat down together and chat. The bald guy from the phone accessories shop would always walk in and ask in Chinese, "Got party ah?"

my dearest colleagues