First week of work coming to at end, I must say doing filing at the motor claims department makes one think that Singaporeans are (literally) crashing into other everywhere everyday. Tons of files to be closed and sent to the warehouse, I'm flanked by boxes filled with them that I can now barely be seen when I'm at my table. The staff there are nice and there's an auntie always asking us temp staff to drink enough water, asking if we want milo/coffee and passing us sweets/biscuits.
Messages out in hope of hearing that everything's ok. Yet they went out somewhat hesitantly, I hope questions aren't making things worse.
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