I AM however, going to blog about how it's been so far. I work in an office that is on the third floor of a popular cafe/bakery/restaurant and while the first (cafe) and second (restaurant) floors are funky, the third floor, with its creaky office floor, pin-drop silence and windowless space gives me solitude I don't want. I mean, I'm such a recluse when I'm alone cos I prefer the silence for it allows me to hear my thoughts without having to verbalise them. But this is way too.... suffocating? It's usually my boss, myself, another part time intern and another girl who helps out with admin and stuff. The other are sticking around for about a month whereas I'm here for a good 3 months at least. Yes, for those of you wondering why I'm going on about all this and not talking about the one thing that interests me without fail, it's coming up.
BOYS.
Yep, the boys here are ultra cute. The first time I walked in for the interview, I was smitten by A. He's got the sexiest eyes ever- deep set and greenish gold with specks of brown. I'm serious. And he's my boss's cousin. Which explains my hesitation to even consider this situation. Sigh. There's another A.. Adam. He's so cute! Like really cute.. with floppy curly brown hair and a sincere smile and eyes. He's the friendliest to me. Okay, maybe A's not so friendly since the first time I saw him, I had eyes the size of saucers, the next time I saw him, I almost walked into the chair -looking at him of course and the time after that I almost collided with him on the stairs. The time when J (my boss) introduced us, I smiled weakly and mumbled something about how nice it was to meet him and that I was getting back to work. I felt like I had to cross myself after that experience (which reminds me, I need to go to church).
Then there's the manager, Jerry who's right terrifying. He's old but scary. I never have anything to say to him unless absolutely necessary. There's this other old bloke, not sure what his name is. I only got introduced to the younger lads. Then there's the "baseball cutie" Randy who's the chef. He's cute with that Texan drawl that just makes you wish he'd whisper into your ears, hahah! I know who'll be getting excited at this point of reading. (: Then there's Nigel who's a real sweetheart, all soft-spoken and with a sparkle in his eyes. There's another bloke but he's always in here before I am but have no clue as to his name. He's pretty alright with me. But I have this niggling suspicion that they've been told not to fraternise with the interns. Oh well.
I like my surroundings. I'm near Parkway, Roxy, Katong Mall (?) and numerous other food places (trust me, there are SO many) that are award-winning, either by popularity or by taste and quality of food. I'm spoilt for choice. And I'm 15 minutes away from Qi! YAY! I also have a straight bus from my place and it's a 5 minute walk to my work place. Pretty neat. I have a desk to myself most days so I get to eat up here but I prefer eating out since the food here's ex and I feel guilty bringing outside food in. I've got lots to do so I reckon I should get back to it. This nouveau feeling is not fading although I've slipped into a rhythm. I need to rest the broken toe too. Arghh. So many dilemmas in one day. My poor harried mind.