My job at work was to help out in everything. sumtyms i will count the stocks, and sumtyms i will be the cashier or help to carry loads. If i feel like being a cashier, then i will be the cashier. Or if i want to count the stocks, then i will count them.
4days ago: My job was to take one of the counter and to be the cashier there. Beside my counter is the place where all the chicken eggs are placed.
Around 2 o'clock, when it was raining I saw an old lady(ermm.. around 70+, i think.) and her grandchild was running from across the road to our shop. I was like "wow! There are all wet. At least get an umbrella" I thought.
As I was busy serving other customers, the Old lady asked my mum(or Misis, thats what i call her. sumtyms. XD) "macam mana jual telur?". "Telur A, 9.20. Telur B, 9.00" my mum replied. The look of the Old lady's face was a lil shock, after that she pulled out 5 bucks (in 1 ringgit notes) from her pocket.counting carefully.
After knowing she only have 5 bucks. She then ask my mum again, "Missis, ada jual telur pecah?" (normally we would check the eggs b4 we tie the eggs into trays, cracked ones are replaced). My mum asked my dad how much should we sell, cz its the 1st time sumone asked us that.
A normal egg normally cost.
Let me see.
RM9.20 [divide by] 30 = 0.30666667 / 0.31
"20 cents each?" Dad replied. The Old lady agreed and said she only want 5 eggs. My mum took a plastic and started to help pick out the eggs that still look okay from a tray of cracked and broken eggs. The lady look to her right, and she saw potatoes. She asked me how much was it, and i said "1.80/kilo." She took a plastic and took a few potatoes. I weight them and the potatoes she took dint even weight half a kilo.
Yesterday, she and the grandchild came back. She was looking for some more cracked eggs. Aftr picking her eggs, she went into the shop to hv a look. Looking at the price tags b4 she decide to buy it. She took out a packet of asam jawa to me and asked. "Boy? Berapa ini", "60 sen." i replied. Disappointingly she whispered "mahal owh.", then putting back the asam jawa wer she took it from.
I felt pity for them. =( After they went, i was looking at rain really reflecting on what happened. Imagine urself eating onli eggs and potatoes for dinner. will it be nice?
They are way more poor people in Kota Kinabalu than the beggars in gaya street. Not to mention, the people in Africa? Everyday, i will see the same guy at the same hour, looking for the tapau polystyrene from the trash. Aftr lunch hour you will see him bringing a big plastic bag to put the polystyrene.
Let us all try to appreciate, even i myself is trying. It is never too late.
Till next time. =] I'm quite busy working and all, i cant go online often. adios.!=]
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