Work. I was telling myself that I should work for the money. That was the motivation I had today. I felt like crap. Like seriously. I didn't have any mood to work and best part is, I was working with my mind completely shut. I think it must have been the
'soon to be sick' body I was having or just another one of those
Monday Blues syndrome. Whatever the reason be, I was just plain lazy.
Walked around aimlessly with the 'I'm your service host' on me and there weren't many guest to talked to so I was more confused on waking up then approaching anyone who needed help. Then came along this 10 year old kid. Who would have imagined that he came in the island alone. That was just crazy. And after much talk with him, found out that he ran away from home. We brought him around the attractions and I paid for his Luge ticket. Thanks to the Supervisor there, he gave me an FOC ticket after hearing my story. I pity the kid. He looks like one of those kids who comes from a troubled family. I was doing my part as a service host. My objective, was to make my guest happy. I felt happy that I made his day. I'll just pray that he will be okay.
Someone fell down a flight of steps at my work place and I was there to witness it. I was telling myself, 'why must I always be at the wrong place at the wrong time'. I was a little lost of what to do but lucky the supervisor was around to help out. Work at the end of the day looked good. I felt good. Now I don't know what to type down already. Oh yeah, I met my primary school friends.
.: ThatS iT :.
