Undesired descent.

I hadn't had good past two days, and I'm glad they are over, but I'm still unsure what the near future would be like for me. Not quite seeing any glimpse of light at the end of my tunnel, but I'll try to make my way there. You're right, I should solve my problems to the best of my abilities. Sacrifices will be made in return. I have to pay a price.

I shall not expatiate much on the uncalled happenings of Thursday night, with relations to work. I don't want to be reminded of anything. Perhaps it has been quite some time since I last experienced a busy crowd, so I couldn't adapt to it. My incompetency dealt a blow to me as I wasn't capable of fulfilling my assigned duties efficiently. Mistakes made were an issue to me as well. Talked about it, so I don't want to go there again. I just want to extend my appreciation to Min as he was patient with me throughout the night.

Friday wasn't even a good day to begin with. I tried, but it was an epic failure with me losing control of my emotions. It got the better of me and tears overwhelmed me. It was my first time breaking into tears over work-related matters at the store itself. I was disappointed as I promised myself that nothing of such should happen, and I thought I could last longer than that.

The entire situation was nothing major, but somehow or rather, it was the trigger of my waterworks. Truth to be told, I thought, and that was actually a blunder I made. It was more than just my mistake which affected me, and when I could take it no longer, I rushed into station D for a breather.

There were a couple of misconceptions. Betty thought I was mad at her, hence I wept. Phyo had the impression that the customers screwed me. None of these were true. As a matter of fact, the customers didn't even use a harsh tone on me. They were merely disappointed, and I sensed that. Neither was Betty at fault because I understood that her intentions were harmless.

At station D, I did many reflections. I looked back at the reasons, reasons that no one knows. No one at all, except of yours truly. It's redundant for anyone to make wild guesses. You'll know when you know.

The sauce set area is a sacred place to me, like no one can relate to. I seek solace there. It holds my recollections and frustrations, my tears and smiles.