Friday, December 30, 2005

What I simply can't tolerate

So I partied with my colleagues on Christmas eve, yelled my head off while partying and ended up with a sore throat which feels rougher than sand paper.

I am not complaining. I had an enjoyable time and I will not put the blame on anyone or anything because it was MY FAULT for shouting too much.

Just two days ago, while my throat was still sore and my voice barely audible, I asked my sis to get me a bar of Cadbury chocolates. WHAT?! Sore throat cannot makan chocolates ah?! I say can leh! What'cha gonna do about it huh, HUH?

Then a moment ago, my mum and sis were going to AMK Central (one of the most boring places on Earth) and she asked if I wanted to tag along with them for lunch and some shopping. I said, "Don't want." and the moment my mum heard my cracky voice, she went, "YOU BETTER STOP EATING CHOCOLATES ALREADY! YOUR VOICE IS SO BAD AND YOU STILL GO AND BUY THOSE THINGS TO EAT!".

Eh, hello! I'm standing right next to you. NEED TO SHOUT UNTIL SO LOUD AH?! My eyesight isn't 100% perfect, but please don't make my hearing deteriorate as well, ok?

I told her that it wasn't the chocolates that made my voice sound flaky (it was due to too much shouting) but she just had to rub salt on my wound by adding, "Yah! That Christmas party! Your throat was already affected and you still go and eat chocolate!".

To all mothers out there, if you're concern about your child or just "doing your job" to prevent them from falling sick, I suggest you talk to them in a tone different from the kind trainers use on animals. Now, if you take my advice, I assure you, your kid will obey you with immediate effect.

Many people know how huge a fan I am over Cadbury chocolates (it would take me just one week to find the 6th Golden ticket). My dad nags at me occasionally for taking in so much heaty stuff. But "nags" are often more effective than "yells".

Let's put chocolates aside and move on to something else, say, doing the laundry.

EVERYTIME my mum wants me to do the laundry, I would find all kinds of excuses to avoid that chore because 1) I didn't want her to get her way 2) her tone of voice was downright RUDE and 3) I buay song.

Imagine, you're watching a "LIVE" match and someone from the kitchen shouts, "OI! COME AND WASH THE CLOTHES LAH!". How would you feel? How would you react? I'm definately not the sort of person that goes, "Yes ma'am! I'm coming ma'am! Sorry ma'am!".

You want someone to take orders from you, you go hire a maid. I'm only doing the laundry because 1) I'm not a spoilt brat 2) My clothes are in the pile and 3) it's the least I can do to help out at home. I have a choice of whether or not to do the chore. I chose to do it because if I don't, that pile of clothes would grow so much, the laundry basket would fall apart.

Back to the scenario, she "asks" me to start the chore but I "heck care, dun care, fuck care" and continue starring at Kaka's sexy ass on ESPN. This time, she comes out into the living room and demands that I attend to the chore that minute. I turn around and grumble, "Later lah! Can wait until half time or not?! Nag, nag, nag!".

My dad (who's sitting beside me) would then say to me, "Jie, later half time go and do your stuff first. After that you're free already right?". I'd just go, "Yeah, yeah. Fine."

See? What a difference it makes! You talk to me nicely, I give you my word. You treat me like some kinda mongrel who's trying to excape her bath, I give you attitude. Think what? I'm one of those filipino/indonesian maids that let their employers step all over them and end up getting abused?

Sibeh farnie ah.

If I ever have to be a domestic helper (choy! touch wood), my employer had better treat me like a human being. TALK NICELY AND TEACH PROPERLY! You shout shout, I whack whack. You whack whack, I sue sue. Not happy, send me home! Yay! No need to see your face liao. WOOTS!

Everyone has a choice. You can choose to talk to me with a decent tone OR continue ordering me around with that fucked tone like I owe you everything (which I don't). Remember, I managed to survive two years WITHOUT you when I was 11. At 17, I can definately survive longer without your incessant reprimandings.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

It's boxing day!

HELLO EVERYONE!! Did you have a nice Christmas this year? I know I did. I find this year's celebration a lil' more liberal as compared to the past few years (cos it was spent with family members at the bbq pit, grandaunt's condo or...... you get the the idea).

I was on night shift (AGAIN!) on the 24th and Mag assigned Sherlyn and I to look after Section B. Most of the tables there were booked. People could actually come at 6.00pm and only leave after 9. Ah well, Singaporeans... if dinner doesn't come with a companion to chat with, they'd rather not eat (btw, that's MY quote).

There was this interesting group of boys who came and sat at our section. Rowdy bunch of boys. Sherlyn took their order and I was laughing my head of while she wrote down their orders even though I was AT THE OTHER CORNER of the area. My gawd... those guys had a way of making a comment in the most hilarious way ever. Even after they were done with their meals and Nicky gave them their "sure-to-win lucky dip", the botak of the group opened his voucher and exclaimed, "YES! I WON ONE FREE SOUP OF THE DAY!".

Duh... of course you won something. It's a "sure-to-win" lucky dip! Oh, and did I say, the soup of the day is the lamest prize of all. :p


Customers left, the crew got excited and couldn't wait to punch out.

Here's us, at Section B (Nicky and Kris still on duty).




Carnivore (Sherlyn) & Herbivore (yours truly)



Finally, the two of 'em (Kris & Nick) were done and IT WAS TIME TO PARTY!!!!

Turkey


White wine + Singapore Sling


Secret santa




Don't you think Nicky and I look like experts in holding wine glasses? If you disagree, you SUCK.

Then it was time to play "Secret Santa"!!! If you don't know what Secret Santa is, well, it's a game where everyone brings ONE present and it all gets piled up together. Lots are then drawn to decide who gets which gift.

Kris won a G-string and a pack of condoms... and Gen (the one who bought it) was helping her show it off


HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Oh my goshhhhh!!!!!!

Everyone knows! When there's a white G-string, there's bound to be a BLACK one!


Jasmine got the black undies, courtesy of Mag. Hohohohoho! It was my turn to draw a number and I got the number......


For those who do not understand Hokkien, 4 means "death" in that dialect. Jasmine bought something pink and "unusual". Is my present gonna be a pink G-string?????



Please help me, Lord! PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!

HENG AAAHHHHHHH........ (My cow, Lemon's doggie and Max's chocolate)


Ben says, "If you don't use condoms, you get babies..."



...and not all babies are adorable (oops...)



Aaaaawww... don't they look cute together?


I have to add; although alcoholic drinks were available, there was ONE thing which only staff above 18 years of age could have...

TEQUILA!



But who cares about Tequila when there's Raspberry ice-cream eh???

CCK does not stand for Choa Chu Kang. Instead, it's an acronym for Cecilia, Carol & Kim

Before this picture was taken, I got ZiQi to take a video (using my RAZR) of Cecilia and I pinching Carol's butt-cheeks. Kwahahaha! Serves her right for poking my belly continuously and biting Ceci on her shoulder! BOO!

Lemon's boyfriend was waiting for her outside Parco and Mag asked me to accompany Lemon to fetch her beau. This was how I accompanied her down:




Don't look at Lemon and snub her just because she's got fair skin and long hair. She's no Fair lady! Bloody hell... my ass got kicked by her in a game of dai-dee.

Ah-hao (Lemon's BF) had a set of "very scary" cards


But he didn't win. Hahahaha! Instead, Anthony (in black) emerged victorious.



Oh yes, they're havin' a good time taking in all that ethanol.



Ok, fun aside. I'm going to make a declaration. I DID NOT drink anything except orange juice with a little vodka(the glass I used to pose with Nicky was empty!). Good girl no drink; no drink = good girl. And one more thing, I'm one of those getting transferred to Marina Square. WOOTS! A new chapter in life waiting to be unveiled. Cherios for now. Happy holidays people! -muacks-

Saturday, December 24, 2005

I NEED TO KILL!

Fucking blogger! I typed out my near perfect entry but saved it as a draft, cos my dad asked me to help him do something, and I came back, intending to complete the entry, but the moment I opened the page, THE ENTIRE ENTRY WAS GONE! The only words left were "Christmas is nearing!" and that was the title of the post.

Damn you, blogger! What's your problem man?! There I was, getting into the Christmas mood and writing an anti-vulgarity post but you just HAD to lose it all (leaving me with the title which is going to be changed).

You think it's funny eh?! You think it's fun to see me in agony because I wasted approximately 20 minutes typing crap which will never be read and I can't set the time and date for my entries. Ah, whatever!

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Bye, Young!

Paul left on my 3rd day. Young left at the end of my 3rd week (18 Dec). Who is the next one who'll leave after my 3rd month as a Billy Bombers waitress??? Uh-oh!!!!

I was on afternoon shift yesterday, and since customers only start flowing into the restaurant around the evening, Jasmine (another manager) made me follow her into the kitchen to try out the different kinds of garnishes, flavourings and sauces. Reason being, she wants me to be able to tell customers the exact flavours of the food that I'm serving them.

THAT WAS THE WORST ASSIGNMENT OF ALL! I'd rather polish the toilet, top up the chilli sauce and get my fingers all sticky, polish the tables and do whatever chore there is than let my taste buds suffer from all that weird stuff that landed on my tongue.

The first item that Jas made me down was some pickled vegetable called Gherkin. Now what the hell is that?! I thought broccoli was the world's most awful tasting vegetable BUT I WAS WRONG! Gherkin is a thousand times worse. Sour yet bitter... holy crap~! To sum it all up, it was disgusting.

Then there were french beans, chicken gravy, black pepper gravy, homemade tomato sauce, horlicks powder (whatever for???), SALSA and Jas nearly made me try their coleslaw!!! Eeewww... no way was I gonna consume all that mayonnaise. Not now, not ever! I'm a hardcore mayonnaise hater. Anyway, the reason why I bolded salsa (SALSA) is because it was the one side-dish that made my stomach churn.

I seriously don't know how to describe it's taste to you. After I swallowed it, I looked at Jasmine and told her, "Wah! Hen nan chi! Zhe shi cao ji nan chi de!" (wah! horrible! it's the most horrible thing to eat!)

After that, my face was becoming green (or so I think). Cause the kitchen staff were beginning to stop their cookings and look my way. Jas took me to the freezer (kitchen staff were peeking through the doorway but NONE OF THEM could save me). At this point of time, I was in agony man! I kept bugging those guys (yes, kitchen staff are all guys) to do something.

Sadly, none of those FULL GROWN "men" could do anything because they did not have a name-tag which said "Manager".

No choice, went to the freezer and Jas took out the tub of American Chilli. THANK GOODNESS I'VE GIVEN UP EATING RED MEAT! Otherwise, I'd probably be asked to chew on a spoonful of A.Chilli which contains pieces of beef (ew). But sadly, no excuse was good enough to prevent the next food item from going into my mouth.

It was "sauerkraut". Ok, if Gherkin was the devil, Sauerkraut would be the devil's dominant wife who henpecks him.

I couldn't bear the taste of it. It only took a split second for me to spit it out onto my palm. Oh yeah, it was THAT bad. To the Billy Bombers diners who order "Classic Reuben", WHAT HAS GONE INTO YOUR HEAD?! Only sick people who allow themselves to eat sauerkraut. Oh for goodness sake!

Enough about yesterday's torture (actually, it's more of a "must learn or you die" lesson), let's talk about my new friend and ex-colleague, Young Tay.

No doubt I've known him for only a short period of time, he's taught me lots of stuff. The 2 days which I shared a cab with him (along with Mag & Nicky), he told me how I should go the extra mile for customers. Like on Friday when one of the customers gave me a feedback that "the toilet very dirty", Young cleaned it all up, put on a pair of gloves and dug out whatever was choking the toilet bowl.

And who can forget the day when Su Yong and him kept asking me to serve milkshakes and malts to the diners. According to Mr Tay, everyone has his or her own technique of serving milkshakes and he wanted me to discover my own. Hmm... maybe I've already developed my original way of pouring out that milky goo since it was nothing but successes yesterday!

It's been nice knowing him. But got one less person to share cab fare with... hahahaha! Now, I can't wait for the Christmas party of the night of 24th decemeber. Whoooo!!!!

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Better late than never

It is a little behind time to type this out... but i still want to anyway =)

MANCHESTER UNITED IS OUT OF THE CHAMPIONS LEAGUE!

Yay! Yay! Yay!

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What lah???? Cannot let me let loose abit meh?!

CHEY!!!!!

Friday, December 16, 2005

Sick or weird?

YOU are... mentalic (is there auch a word?)

I don't know if you're doing this for attention or to infuriate me, but one thing for sure, I've lost 100% of my patience.

Just what on earth are you up to? The stint that you're up to now, SUCKS. It's childish, ridiculous and, believe me, you're losing me as a friend.

If you're avoiding me, fine! If you're doing this to grab hold of other people's attention because you didn't get any before, it's a fucking lame thing to do. If you just want others to feel guilty because they've neglected you, kindly let me inform you that God gave you a mouth so that you can TALK to them and tell 'em how you feel.

WHATEVERRR. Stay that way.... and see if I give a hoot. Dad gave me an early Chritmas present. A motorola V3, black version. I am having soooo much fun taking snapshots and videos of my sister, no time to bother about YOU and brainstorm what's going on in your head.

I'm gonna list down my ultimate (not to mention, shameless) Christmas list, and the people who're gonna get those pressies for me!


Clara & Ruyun - Take me for a spa, followed by a manicure, bikini waxing and to sum it all up, a trip to sunny Florida.

Hajar - ROLLY WEAVER! I want him sent to my doorstep with a yellow bow-tie around his neck!

Boobies - Very simple. Just transfer $10,000 to my bank account (which is why I chose to let a GROUP of you give it to me instead of an individual)

Jenevieve - Gimme the whole range of AX latest arrivals. Shouldn't be a problem right?

Coeus - Bring me go for a movie marathon!

Harris aka ASP Whore - Can I have an AC Milan jersey with the number 22 at the back? Pwetty Pweese???

Shakilah (Queen of Whores) - I want a new Judo gi. And a new sports bag. And a new partner. PUI!

Stephanie - Home-cooked meal at your place. Chicken and crabs are a must-have!

Faris - The promised trip to JB. All expenses paid for. HUAHAHAHA!

Shirleen - Winnie the POOH. Winnie the POOH. Winnie the POOH.

Samuel (not my dad, another Samuel) - A laptop. 'Nuff said.

Ryan, Ryna & Remy - THAT digital camera we saw the other day! The red one!

Brandon & Jordan - Birkenstocks! Original one hor!

Qing, Shan, Yi - Err... how about helping me get Rolly? Hajar needs help in abducting him!

ADAM ZHUANG YONG QUAN! - Open chalet for me and those who give me presents (ps: you're NOT invited)

Ok, I'm done. Merry advanced Christmas everyone! Muacks!

(Those whose names are not mentioned, feel free to send me whatever you've bought for me. Gifts will be deeply appreciated.)

Thursday, December 15, 2005

OMG!

Go Weavers, go! Rolly, I love you SO MUCH! Rebekah and Rachel, the both of you really need to get rid of those thighs (but I'm rooting for you both). Linda, keep on praying that you'll get the million bucks!

Bransens, I have nothing against you all. But your harsh comments towards the Weavers make me wanna tell you to shuddup and break a leg.

LINZ FAMILY! Let's just cut it short here. All 4 of you suck. Hands down, without a doubt.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

COCKED UP!

Was it last week? Err... ok then. Last week, Gen went through the menu with me (aka training me to take orders).

Yes. I know. Set meals come with Soup of the day , main course, free flow of drinks and dessert. For ala carte meals, main courses come with either potato salad or fries. If they're ordering burgers, waitress (ME) must ask if they want their patty to be beef or chicken. If beef, ask how would they like it done.

*hao lian*

Obviously, I've memorised everything by now (cos it's been almost a week). But last Thursday was a different story...

Firstly, I kept forgetting to ask the customers how they would like their steaks to be done (rare, medium rare, medium, medium well, well done). Then, I forgot ENTIRELY that main courses on the ala carte menu came with fries or potato salad. So everytime I finish taking down orders, I walk over to the counter just to run back to the customer again because I took incomplete orders. BAH!

One Caucasian guy even had to remind me about the fries and potato salad.

Me: So let me repeat your order, sir. You have one B-52, an All Star and for drinks, you've got a coke and a sprite.

Customer: Yeah.

Me: Ok then. *takes a step away*

Customer: Are you gonna bring me potato salad or fries?

Me: OH YAH! What would you like your meal to come with?

Customer: Which one are you gonna bring me?

Me: Err... I dunno.

Customer: WAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Later on that night, this group of teenagers came and sat at my station (bleah! must take orders again). Two of them asked for flavoured cokes.

For your information, there are only 6 flavours available. Either cherry, mango, lemon, vanilla, chocolate or coffee. One of the girls wanted the mango flavoured one. The other lady asked me for a "coconut coke".

Eh?!?!?!?! (now I laugh. But last week damn sotong, and I wrote down coconut coke).

I gave Bani, Kris and Mag the order list, they took one glance at it and went into hysterical fits of laughter. NOT FUNNY AH!!!!!


Mag: Kim ah, what is this? When my place start to sell coconut coke huh?

me: Huh? Don't have ah? Hahaha! NOT MY FAULT!!!! They ask for coconut coke one!!!

Mag: wah.. next time will have Durian coke or not?

Gen: Wah lao! I teach you the menu leh!! Aiyoh... throw my face ah!

Mag: You still got face meh?

me: Eh, wah piang! customer always right wad... they ask for it, i write down lor.


I, along with Gen, went to tell the girl that there was no "coconut coke" in Billy Bombers. CHEY!! She wanted a Cherry coke lah. How she manage to come up with Coconut coke, I also don't know.

Menu has been settled. Hallelujah!!!!!!


But there's still ONE little problem..... I DUNNO HOW TO SERVE MILKSHAKE AND MALTS!!!!

I was working the afternoon shift yesterday with Young and Su Yong. And it just so happened that ALL the customers who came to BB for their meals in the afternoon ordered either malts or milkshakes with their meals.

I complained to Young that I didn't know how to serve milkshakes.

Young: Nah, Kim! Go and serve.

Me: Huh?! Me ah? I dunno how to serve!!! Ask Su Yong serve lah!!!

Young: Not you then who? Dunno then must learn. Go.

Me: Don't want lah. Su Yong, you serve can?

Su Yong: Why me? You cannot meh? Try lah.

Me: Wah lao. I dunno how. Later serve halfway then cock up. Wah, die ah.

Young: Don't worry. I'm here.

Me: Yah. You're here and I'll be there *points at the table at the far end*


2 boys against 1 char bo. Who will win? THE BOYS LAH! I served approximately 10 malts and shakes yesterday. And out of 10 tries, I failed 8 times -_-".

Laugh, laugh. Go ahead and laugh. WHATEVERRRR. I am never gonna serve another shake or malt. EVER!

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Poh Kim & Nisa Wongso.


nisa wongso. says:
is that rocky?
nisa wongso. says:
or apollo?
nisa wongso. says:
or zeus?
nisa wongso. says:
or oreo?
nisa wongso. says:
cookie?
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
hercules
nisa wongso. says:
oh
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
wahahahaha
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
kidding!
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
it's rocky
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahhaa
nisa wongso. says:
shit you
nisa wongso. says:
hahaha
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
u think i'll name my dog Hercules?????????????
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
hahahahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
who knows right!!
nisa wongso. says:
haahaha
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
i'll call my future son "singapore"
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahahahahahah!!!!!!!
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
hahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
damn u kim....
nisa wongso. says:
hahaha
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
wad?
nisa wongso. says:
make me laugh so hard lah!
nisa wongso. says:
hahaha
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
mr hilton can call his daughter "paris" den i cant call my son 'singapore"?
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
singapore lee?
nisa wongso. says:
hahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
wah...the next LKY and lee hsien loong
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
singapore lee ju-onn
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
he'll be everyone's nightmare
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
wahahahahahhaha
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
my other son would be..... LIVERPOOL!!!!!!!!!!
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahahaha
nisa wongso. says:
liverpool lee ah teck
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
eeeeee!!!!!!!
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
no!
nisa wongso. says:
hohohohohoh
[m0iseLLe bOmBasTiC]: son of a duck! says:
Liverpool lee kok chuan! in living memory of kok peng and ah chuan
nisa wongso. says:
hahahahahha
nisa wongso. says:
WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA

MAYBE

All I need is a vacation... far away from here. Away from you, you, you and you (random people). I wanna go to a cold country and bury myself in the snow til' I turn blue.

IT'S THE HOLIDAYS MAN! I've been waiting for this break since God knows when! But why am I not enjoying it? Nope... it's got nothing to do with work. My colleagues are nice people. Majority of the customers at BB are friendly, except a few women who're suffering from PMS that make me feel like going into the kitchen, snatching a pan from whoever's cooking and slamming it into their faces.


Thank Jesus for Theresa, who's from the Philipines.

We started work around the same time; late November/ early December. So last night, after our shift, we sat at the coffee shop and I asked her if she liked working at BB. Her answer was shocking.

It was a simple, "Nah!".

Ok, despite having certain misunderstandings with the diners of BB, I have had quite a pleasant time working there. The staff there are exceptionally nice (this is the hundredth time I'm stating this). Usually, if you wanna make new friends, you gotta make the first move in getting to know them right? But it's the total opposite at BB.


Example One:

My 3rd day of work, and I walked past a group of waiters to go into the store to change. I didn't know any of them, so I didn't even bother glancing at them. I came out of the store, went into the kitchen to punch in when Zi Qi just popped out of nowhere and said, "HELLO! What's your name? I'm Zi Qi."

Phwoah!!! Sibeh automatic hor? Haha! But he's a fun chap to hang out with. On that very same day, after the customers left, I provoked him by leaving footprints on the area which he had just finished mopping. Wahahaha! He was like, "Aaaaahhhh!!!! Kimberly ah!!! You see your leg!!!!".

I know I'm evil~

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Example Two:

Cleared a few tables and I was washing my hands when Young (a frickin' tall guy) came and stood behind me. Yeah, he was so tall, his shadow was cast above me. So I turned around and there he was, holding a cabbage and smiling some goofy smile.

I starred at him! Which sane human being would hold a cabbage and smile at someone?! Anyways, he told me, "Eh, why you look so moody? Smile lah!".

What did I do? I gave him a blank look and asked, "I where got moody?". He replied, "Don't have meh?". I shrugged and walked away. Oh no!!! I was soooo unfriendly. But no worries. We're buddies now! Kwahahaha!

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Example Three:

I apologised to Young (on the same day he was holding that vegatable) for showing him attitude. He, naturally, didn't mind and kept asking me to smile. -_-"

Then this other kitchen staff, a very chio girl, came beside Young and said, "Eh, really leh! You should smile more. You look _______ when you smile." I was gonna reply her when, alamak!, I had to clear tables again!

Blah blah blah, wiped the table, set cutlery and skipped past the bar when that chiobu looked up at me, grinned and said, "Wo jiao Serene." My reply to her was, "Ok! Wo jiao Kim!"

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Of course there are many more examples of friendly people like Cecilia, Lemon, Kathy, Mindy, Gen, Eugene, Paul, Bani, Kris, Nicky etc. etc. etc.

BACK TO WHY THERESA DIDN'T LIKE THE WORKING ENVIRONMENT!

She, being a foreigner, did not click well with the rest of the crew because she doesn't speak Mandarin. She also told me that some of the kitchen staff laugh at her whenever she asks for the bill.

WTF!

I know she has an accent when she speaks, but what do you expect?! She's filipino! Another thing she's afraid of is to make mistakes while taking down orders. Theresa told me that once a customer asked her for some mayonnaise and BB was crowded, so she forgot totally about getting mayo for that customer.

That customer blew up! Hello, you're pissed off because she forgot to give you some stinking white sauce? Be reasonable lah... people not purposely one right? A Swensens waiter once forgot to serve my family iced water but did we yell at him in public? All you have to do is remind the fellow nicely and he'll get it done right away!

Poor Theresa. Came to Singapore for training to earn S$450 a month and she's living a nightmare. Cut her some slack, peeps! She's so stressed out that she smokes a whole box of cigarettes every night! Her family's not here, she doesn't have her boyfriend's shoulder to lean on, Singaporean customers are scarring her.... SHE NEEDS A BREAK MAN!

Urgh! Argh!
(here's the ultimate stress reliever), RRRRROOOOAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!


But Theresa doesn have an advantage in being able to speak in a different language. Whenever someone pisses her off, she goes, "Damn you!" in tagalog.

WAHAHAHAHA!!!!! My head was rolling on the ground because of all that laughing after she told me about how she curses customers. Good for her! As for me, I'd be sacked immediately because I can only cuss in English, Chinese, Malay and Hokkien.

"Fuck you lah! What's your problem?!"

"TaMaDe! Bu xiang huo le shi bu shi?! Qu si la!"

"Diam lah bodoh! Pepek kau busuk!"

"Wa si nin lao bu! Kua wa buay song ah?!"


If I even have the guts to mouth of half out of one of those sentences, Mac is gonna have me fired (not before sliting my throat open). THERESA!!! TEACH ME TAGALOG!!!!!!

Monday, December 05, 2005

WHY?!

Ok, blogger's starting to get on my nerves right now. The time and date of my entries are wrong! This is ridiculous man! Humph! Seems like I have to type out the time and date on my own from now onwards, dammit!

Monday, 5 December 2005

Worked the night shift yesterday only to find out that Paul is quitting his job. OH MY GOSHHHHHH!!!! Of all people, why Paul?! He's the first friend I made among the Billy Bombers crew and he's moving on after my 3rd day of work?!!! Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

He's one of the nicest guys around. Very tolerant. On my first day of work, he very patiently told me, "Kim, help me refill the water jugs. Take your time ok? No hurry." And when that fucking slut yelled at me for not taking down her order, Paul was the one that went over to her table and explained to her that I wasn't trained to take down orders.

Howells, I had supper with him, ZiQi, Kathy, Lemon and Bani at Macs last night after cleaning up the restaurant. All the best, Paul. God bless!

Life has been wonderful so far (because the people I'm working with are awesome people), although I'm seeing less of Kuanli and Steph. Kuanli working in town almost everyday. Steph working in Ang Mo Kio (dunno which part) 5 times a week. Me working at Bugis at least 3 days out of 7 and helping Mrs Lin distribute leaflets. I don't know if I should say this but I'm obviously the most "kong xian" one of all.

But then again, I don't seem to have enough dough to spend. In just a short period of one week, I've splurged cash on three bags (1 tote and 2 handbags), a new wallet and still wondering if I should get that flowery pair of Birkenstocks.

Amal!!! Fir!!! Where to buy the imitation one huh? I forgotten the venue!!! I WANT NEW BIRKENSTOCKS!!!!

Time is now 2.35PM. The time shown below is crap. Stupid blogger! Always giving me problems. Gotta report at 6PM today. Adios everyone!

Saturday, December 03, 2005

If you know nothin', JUST SHUT UP.

Read this.

http://newsfromrussia.com/world/2005/11/25/68463.html


Singapore is a rogue Chinese port city eh? And Australia is supposed to be better with all that racism against Asian migrants going on? WHAT A HYPOCRITE!

We're talking about 400g of heroin here! He tries to smuggle drugs pass Changi airport, gets caught redhanded and YOU expect the Singapore government to let him off?! If there's one word to describe you, it'll be RETARDED, Mr Gough Whitlam.

Rogue Chinese port city..... PFFFFFFTTTT!!!!!!

My BEAUTIFUL country does not consist of only yellow-skinned nationals! Singapore is multi-racial; Chinese+Malays+Indians+Eurasians+Peranakans! For your information, citizens of this "brutal" country do not discriminate others because of their skin colour (unlike a certain country down under which starts with the letter A).

Nguyen was a convict! One minute of silence in respect for a convict?!!!!!!

If Nguyen was the kind of person who robs the rich and saves the poor (aka Robin Hood) then gets arrested for it, by all means, you Australians can remain silent for the rest of your whole lives. BUT HE'S A DRUG TRAFFICKER! Heard me?! HEROIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mr dearest Singaporeans, shouldn't we have TWO minutes of silence for Anthony Ler then? Afterall, he was smart enough to remain unsuspected for a short period of time (plus, he was my neighbour so yes, I'm being biased and RETARDED like that Minister).

That Vietnamese guy chose to come to Singapore with that harmful load of stuff, he faces the consequences and you fucking Australian Ministers better shut the fucking hell up and swallow whatever laws we have! Nyugen accepted Christ and went on into the arms of Jesus. Who are you, Whitlam, to pass comments about Singapore in such an insulting way?!

You are the Australian...... Labor Prime Minister in the early 1970s? That means you've retired, am I right? So here's some advice that'll probably erase you from MY bad book and transfer you to my moderately bad book; STAY RETIRED (a polite way of saying SHUT UP).

Rogue Chinese port city! Rogue Chinese port city?! I'll rogue Chinese port city YOU!

Hanging a drug trafficker makes us a "rogue Chinese port city". Nyugen, I love you alot because you're Asian and not Australian, but I gotta add that the death penalty was an ideal punishment for you. Amen.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

You fucking slut!

RRRRRROOOOAAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!!!!

Just because you're a customer at Billy Bombers doesn't give you the right to blow up in my face and yell at Paul and I at the top of your lungs. Unhappy that you had to wait for 10 minutes but no one took your order? Kwahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!

Here are a few reasons why I did not approach you at Table 27:

1) You've got nipples but no boobs.

2) Your hair reminds me of the serpents on Medusa's head (I detest reptiles)

3) You've got a flat face (like a cucumber)

4) You did not raise your hand. How am I suppose to know that you want to place your order huh?! STOOOOOOOOPID!

5) I AM NOT TRAINED TO TAKE DOWN THE ORDERS OF CUSTOMERS!!!!!


The reasons valid enough for you?! So you enjoy dining at BB eh? Well I hope you die from all that oil consumption! Bloody hell. It was because of YOU that all the staff had to work overtime. Buay zhi dong! It was already pass 10.30pm and you still sit at the booth to talk cock with your sickening client?! YOU DON'T WANNA GO HOME, I WANT OK! Kanninabuchowcheebai!



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