i didn't think i would actually like my work. i thought i was going to just work to get the money and tadah, done. yeah sure, work is part and parcel of life, we all have to go through it someday, but i didn't think any else would be achieved in such a short period of time.
it went beyond the facade of earning money.
somehow the part where the money enters our pocket didn't stand out anymore. somehow the masquerade of willing service became the real deal - serving with a genuine smile and heart. somehow it became more than just... work.
the pay isn't all too fantastic, it's average, but i don't really care anymore. i did truly serve people, but somehow this time, it feels more like it. not only am i going to miss my colleagues, now friends, i'm going to miss serving these last minute christmas shoppers. :(
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damn. i am such an emotional kid.