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Gaaahh thousand word rant essay coming up. Updated

Not the first time there's a mistake in communication.

First time

Smsed me early in the morning (which woke me up) to say that there's a typo and that time for the  class was 1.30pm-4.30pm. Initially it was stated that class was 3-5pm. So I quickly cancelled my meeting with the Kurapika wig seller. I thought that it was strange that my 2 hour lesson was changed to 3 hours so I replied to confirm. After a few smses with her very broken replies (maybe she was busy and couldnt type properly, I dunno) I realised that she smsed the wrong person and it has nothing to do with me at all. Really lucky I was sharp enough to notice the discrepancy if not I would have really shown up at the wrong CC at the wrong time -__- 

She didn't apologise nor did she admit her mistake. Maybe I was being very petty because I was woken up at 8am and I had to delay my kura wig for nothing URGH but I really hated the feeling that it seemed to be my fault for being confused while she didn't even realise she was the one who made the blunder. So I told her nicely in the last sms that she smsed the wrong person and ended it with a smiley. 

Today

There was no indication under my name that I have any more classes after today's class of 4 at an east side CC. And I really heaved a sigh of relief that I no longer have to haul that crazy mountain of things and travel across Singapore.
Her email update came in at 11pm, again, LUCKILY I looked at tomorrow's class listing and just imagine my reaction when I see my class name and that there are close to 20 students registered.

O_O WTH The class has been confirmed but she didn't update anything under my name. Warao imagine if the kids turn up tmr  at yet another East side CC and I was still playing games/sleeping at home when the CC calls her and when she calls and screams at me.

I'm out of worksheets, plastic bags, milk, red food coloring and peanut butter. Worst of all, I've lost my voice. My fault entirely for eating too much chocolate and not drinking enough water and the terrible weather.

So it's not her fault that I lose my voice, but things are so last minute! Super lucky the class is in the afternoon if not I will cry because unlike the stuff which can be obtained at a 24 hour ntuc, no photocopying shops are 24 hour or open so early in the morning. 

So I immediately sent an email, and when there was no reply, I smsed her too. Took her super long to reply sia, I even smsed the other person in charge before she replied with the corrected schedule -_- much to the annoyance of the person who was assigned as my helper i'm sure. 

General rants, because i'm a pampered princess ok. 

Not worth the money i'm being paid. I was earning much more easy money selling stockings. Sure, it's more 'meaningful' but it doesn't amount to anything either. It is ridiculous that I have to lug around a bulky bread toaster to every lesson. I can understand the need to carry the ingredients (which are quite heavy already) but a freaking bread toaster is pushing my limits. It's only proper to request the class to be held in the kitchen or home craft room where the CC provides a toaster or a kettle (my other trainer friend has to carry that around) Carrying 3 large heavy bags and walking a lot.... I've never done such hard labour so consistently before. The $5 transport fees cover shit. 

Anyways my last class is tomorrow. My helper will do the talking and shouting. I look forward to the day where I return all the materials and stupid bread toaster to them, and of course, when I get my pay and money for all the things i've had to buy for class.

Okies.. i'm feeling more calm now. In a way, i guess this counts as a summary of the job, which I tend to write after I finish a job. Not my worst job experience, but it ranks among the last 3 definitely. 

Update: Managed to buy all my materials in the morning, but was unable to find a photocopying shop so I was planning to ask the staff at the CC to photocopy the worksheets. When I stepped out of the MRT station after standing for more than half an hour and feeling super unwell on the train, I received a call from my helper who told me that the staff at the CC says that the class was already cancelled a few days ago. Things started to fall in place.... I walked to the CC anyways and traumatized my helper and the staff with my voice. Was actually quite relieved that class was cancelled despite my wasted trip. Because such a large class really isn't easy to manage. So I smsed my boss and went home. Received an apology and assurance that I will still be paid for today's lesson :)