RE: Poor service of Spotlight cashier

Dear whoever who has the power to sack that woman,

Have you ever seen a grape? Full, supple and juicy? Yes? Good.

Now, have you ever seen a raisin? Over ripened, shrunk and acrid? Yes? Thus, we shall now therefore refer to the cashier as "The Raisin".

I wish to report my dissatisfaction of the service of the aforementioned cashier when I was doing my part as a responsible, paying customer at your exalted Spotlight outlet, at Plaza Singapura on 13th October 2008.

Procuring for materials for a personal project, my friends and I enquired at the counter about the price of a stack of wooden doorhangers, which was not labelled with a price tag. We clearly stated our intentions, in the statement, "How much is this?"

Unfortunately, The Raisin reared her ugly head and proceed to ask my company and I to pay for the entire stack of said wooden doorhangers. Taken aback, as we merely requested a price check, we declined and informed her that we did not say that we want the whole stack. Furthermore, we have not decided to purchase that certain product of your outlet. 

In response to our deliberation on this matter, The Raisin shot us a countenance of pure dislike with her shrivelled facade, and loudly proclaimed in the most crass of manner, that the product in question is "very popular" and therefore, required our immediate purchase, lest she bought it as snacks for herself.

This stellar example of service greatly enhances my future motivation as an avid shopper of Spotlight products. 

Thank you for your feedback on my feedback in advance, since I don't want to reply to your expected bureaucratic email.

Yours sincerely,
A loyal customer

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Anyway, I just realized the obscene amounts of work I have to do after exams.

1) Thanks to Tee Zhuo, I'm now expected to write the most kick ass cleaning procedure for my section, which is thankfully not as complicated as a clarinet but still a pain in the neck because brass instruments can be washed. Tee Zhuo is doing his sneaky enthusiasm act again.

2) The sec4 farewell preparations. Even as I write this, I can imagine how grateful my seniors are going to be. I'm so very certain that people are going to say, "Since you guys are so sick of it, don't plan it la. I don't mind. I want go HCJC band now!" I have a half a mind not to do anything - but no, we're going to organize the most awesome farewell. Can't care about complaints if I do my job right. 

3) NCO play script! Haven't got the chance to do anything yet.

4) English debate on pre-marital sex.(I'm proposition! Gonna show the Madtv video with Avril Lavigne I think)

5) Section stuff

6) Band prac

7) P5 camp!

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Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.