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2.23.2008

Person X: "So, does your cafe have speed dating activities?"
Me : "Uhm, yeah. But they're are usually organised by SDU."
Person X: "So, are the people there good-looking?" *stares with hopeful looking face*

seriously, what am i to say?
yeah, they're plenty of handsome guys ard, so that it would entice you?
it's not that i'm pissed, but it does get rather amusing by the things i get asked.
working at the cafe does have its fair share of laughable and bitching moments. but one of the better things is that they are pple to share it with on the spot. all the more fun :)

oh, not to mention the time i was asked to store breast milk in the fridge.

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