Cheap

Today an asshole customer nearly makes me, Write my name on a piece of paper, throw at his face, and tell him "Report me lor!" But in the end, i still smile at him. I felt great anger in me...After that asshole customer left, i stood up, locked my drawer, sign off my user ID... And walked straight to the toilet for a smoking break...

Weird. If i were me last time, this kind of people won't affect me at all.

To think back how i used to be, i was arrogant person, and easily i look down on people and put a price tag on them. Cheap poor thing, i will say. Now... i put that price tag on myself.

I lost my confidence... started after i did something unforgivable to my own, and after so many failures in my life. I labeled myself as a cheap, broke and useless person.

I couldn't let go of my current job... I need security... I can't believe that i actually admit that. After all, i had know so much... sigh...

I need some time off from my work, from the noise of the city... to find my solitudeness again. I need to repair myself... for my passion never dies...