Expectations versus Reality

  This is one of the paradoxes in my life. Perhaps some of you out there have experienced it too. More than once for me, actually. Would you agree if I said, "Good Expectations, Bad Reality" and "Bad Expectations, Decent Reality"?

  This thought just happened to trigger my sixth sense, to sit somewhere and work out mentally how it is affecting my life and thus. By sixth senses, I don't mean my unique 'instinct', nor do I mean stoning and daydreaming somewhere while slacking my ass off in work.

  Speaking of work... Yesterday, when my assistant supervisor(That fat bitch!) wasn't around, things went pretty smoother. Also, I managed to discover the only setback I have: Not having the feeling of Progress. By that I mean, I had no motivation in my work, because I feel that I am 'stuck' in the goddamn rookie's post of only three basic chores, as well as serving F&B and taking customer orders, whereas others, including someone less experienced than me, get to do more complex things like preparing the bill, frequently end up screwing up if not slow everyone else down.

  Two days ago, I had expected things to go ugly yesterday after my supervisors laid me off for not informing them of my delay(Which so happens that my mom was at fault because of her shopping-lust in KL). Also my phone was actually prepaid(or was there another term for it? Damn it...) so I cannot dial overseas. Not because it is expensive, but my cheapskate father just got me a SIM card dedicated for messaging. Either ways, I still went to work with a sense of carefulness and mental preparation of getting scolded in person by that bitch.

  Much to my amazement, she wasn't around. Not only that, everyone was indifferent. I went off to work with the indifferent mood. Also, since that fat bitch wasn't around, I got my colleague to instruct me on that one thing I have yet to know-how-to while she does: Bill. Turns out she wasn't half-bad after all!

  The job is fine as long as I see things a little more... positively. Despite me knowing that I view a lot of things negatively when under fatigue, I do suppose I can get through this... Well, at least until the end of this month. I have yet to push the blame on them for robbing me off my Christmas-with-friends by assigning me a 10-hours work from the afternoon to midnight. Also, I want to further blame them for not giving my Primary School bro an opportunity to experience work in a fancy sushi restaurant. He was once desperate for a part-time job just before his plans to enter a Junior College, you see... I bet he didn't enjoy the feeling of unemployment too.

  Isn't it freaky that many things always turn out unexpected? Unexpected things roam the world, right in our daily lives. It is jut the matter of whether we can accept it or not. The world is like a game of soccer, where expectations cannot be trusted. Well, I am gonna end this poor-language post now. I might post something better IF I had the time AND energy to do so. This post was rushed.

  There will be a time.