I have been asking myself this question every single day - Is it worth to go to work, just for the sake of looking forward to have jolly great time with the usual colleagues? Sadly, my opinion about this keeps fluctuating.

Yesterday's question that was being thrown at me by one of the colleagues hit me hard. "Are you crazy? Are you trying to kill yourself by working damn long hours? " Well, somewhere along this line, that is. Of course, she said it in a wayyyyy nicer tone than how I interpret her question to be.

True. Why the heck am I working long hours? Is it even worth it? Has my intention of working part - time turns into more monetary benefits? I really hope I have not changed into a materialistic & money - minded person.

Anyway, back to work. I worked from 2PM - 5AM yesterday (sat). Exactly. Crazy, ain't I? And I realise something, only guys extend till closing, or at least till 3AM the latest. And girls end their shift around 10PM the latest. In other words, I would be the last girl standing most of the time doing closing. Reason being? I don't know, but, I find guys are more entertaining & fun to work with. Also, they are easier to work with too, as compared to girls, bitching, love - hate relationships aside.

I'm glad that I rarely have shortages now. But, the fear of having one always strikes me before, during & after I begin my shift. And this fear is the one that always making me having shortages. Not sure if I can overcome this. Working in Box has been an experience, depending on the people that I'm working with. Some days are totally mundane, while some other days, all of us are just plain talkative. Haha!

And yesterday I'm extremely made a fool out of myself - with patrons, some of the promotions, refunding tickets & when opening my mouth to converse with others. Gosh. I seriously need to get a hold of myself. And it is going to be a month since I started out being in Box, & I have yet to master some of the promotions. Need to really learn fast. That aside, I received free popcorn from a couple. How nice of them :)

On top of that, the number of "bfs" that I have at work is accumulating. I have no idea how the guys do it, but they sure love to make fun of me.

Talked to Dad about something. He told me to keep out of it as it is none of my business to be involved. Then again, I know both their sides of the story, well more or less, that is. And both of them really have serious issues with each other. Can't blame them, both being hot - headed. But, I feel guilty. One of them is my friend & someone whom I think is getting to know more of each working day. And the other is someone of a higher position. Oh man, some things I just can't help out in.

Fatigue is slowly creeping in. The result of working long hours. But, I seriously don't mind. My working world is filled with a bunch of fun people, as compared to my other worlds.

P.S. I miss usher days. Really hope I can go back & stay permanently there. Learning three areas is not fun. 'Cause once an usher, always an usher :)