A pain in the ass

I hate to bitch about work as everyone too at some point of time hates it, but I've been kicking my self on the ass for choosing one of the worst time to start work. The economy ain't doing too good and as I'm in the banking line, we're all affected. My first month have come and gone in a flash, days pass by in a blur. And I'm worried I will not be able to hit my confirmation target.

I'm trying my best but I am wondering how long I'll be able to last in the bank. No one has ever failed confirmation in the team I'm in before but I might just be the first. Previously, my team leader, Ivan would pass cases to those not yet confirmed but now that we're hit by hard time and his resources/ leads have dried up, I'm really in trouble. Obviously I'm looking for cases myself but being totally new to the banking line, I must sow my seeds before I can reap them considering I have no foundation or knowledge in this.

*sigh*

Not to mention, I seem to have this colleague who laughs like a hyena and seems to enjoy telling me that I'm not pretty and I'm so thin, I can play guitars (refering to my ribcage) I have nothing against him as I know that despite his mouth and sarcasm, he's probably harmless.

Initially, it's funny but after a while it gets tiresome. Helloooo, as if I don't know that I'm not very pretty. I own mirrors for God's sakes. I know I'm oogly without you having you to tell me. But do let me set one thing straight, I don't own 'guitars'. I'm born with naturally small ribcage (25 1/2 - 26 inches) and even if I were to strip, there is no 'guitar' for you to play with. Sheesh!

Which brings me to another topic. I HATE buying bras. It's so much hassle. Thank goodness, La Senza and Xixili decided to open in Penang. It's because I have a small ribcage that I have difficulty in buying bras. The sales lady will then recommend that I go buy a Japanese brand bra which till now I have no idea where. It's either the cup too small or the bra is too loose. Take a pick!

Two weeks ago, I head over to La Senza to buy a pair of bras. I told the SA that I wasn't sure of my size and asked her to measure for me ( I have a feelin' they shrunk XD) and after a few minutes, she happily handed me 32A.

32A, I must admit that I was beyond shocked. An A cup? Seeing my reaction, she quickly handed me a B cup too. I walked into the dressing room wondering if they really did shrunk that bad that I became a C/D cup to an A cup.

Don't mind me saying this but I was an A cup when I was 12!! Also, the A cup looked embarrassingly obscene on me. And this was coming from a SA whom I know worked at La Senza for quite some time. It took me a while to realize that she ended up judging me by the size of my ribcage. &^%$#@!!

Oh, and I've placed some orders for brushes again from CoastalScents, hope it'll arrive soon and I'll be able to do some reviews on them.