Monday, January 16, 2006

LET'S JUST SAY THAT I'M HOME-SICK!

Honestly speaking, I do not like my new working environment. Maybe because it's still new and I'm always the one packing goods by the load into the booth seats (I'm a girl, mind you!). Or could it be because the way Joe manages this outlet is totally different from Mag? I don't know, and I don't wanna find out. The bottom line is, I WANT TO GO BACK TO BUGIS!

Marina is totally different from Bugis. At Bugis, we use carbon-copies to take orders. Afterwhich, we walk to the Runner's station and yell, "Kitchen, Bar! New order!" and those in the kitchen and bar would acknowledge us by saying, "Cheers!".

Over at Marina, we use palm-tops to record down customers' orders (don't gimme that shit about palm-tops being better than paper. IT IS NOT!). Also, Jo has given strict instructions that there will not be any "Cheers!" in his outlet. Not forgetting, when customers ask for the bill, we are not allowed to shout which table wants their bill to the cashier. We have to walk over to the counter and get it ourselves.

All of a sudden, I don't feel like I'm working in Billy Bombers. There's a lack of enthusiasm in the new workplace. The staff aren't that close to each other because they were all hand-picked from different outlets to come and work here.

Whenever there aren't any customers around, you can see (very clearly) that there are different cliques within the restaurant. Those who were from Century Square will be talking to each other at one corner, those from Bugis Junction at another corner, Heeren staff at another corner and yadda yadda yadda.

I can still remember how the staff of the BJ outlet would gather beside Table 23 and complain about aching legs, fussy customers, dirtied uniforms etc. I didn't really treasure those moments but I REALLY DO WANT TO TURN BACK THE CLOCK NOW. We're not allowed to talk to each other at Marina. The moment Cecilia, Claudia, Amelia and I come together during working hours, we're "spoiling the image of Bugis Junction".

On Friday the 13th, Jo told me that I was needed at BJ bacause a few of it's staff were on MC. So I went back and I had the time of my life! The moment the kitchen crew saw me, they were like, "EH!! You come back liao ah? Marina nice or not?" Those guys were having their lunch break at that time and I had so much fun chatting up with them all. I've never felt so at home before.

What's so unlucky about Friday the 13th? I was having the time of my life using carbon-copies to list down orders and passing them to Bani, who was runner for that day. The only "unlucky" happening was when one of the customers signalled me to go over to her table and I walked over, only to find out that she was my Chinese teacher. -_-"

What other bad thing happened huh? Erm... oh yah! One asshole (service crew) pissed me off real bad. Both of us went into the dishwashing area (she was in front of me) and she just fucking stood there like she owned the damn place. I said very loudly, "Excuse me" but she continued blocking my way. Was it because she doesn't understand English, or could it be that she only understood Malaysian accented English?

Oh, I forgot to add in that I was holding two empty chilli bottles, wanting to throw 'em away. All of a sudden, she swinged her arm and voila! There were chilli stains on her right sleeve. I already asked her to let me pass through, she just stood there. She knew very well that I was going to dumped those empty bottles, she still swing her arm. Her sleeve kena chilli sauce, she had the cheek to say, "Oi! This shirt not you wash one also don't need to dirty it right! What the fuck lah you!"

WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!

Everytime only know how to scold, "WHAT THE FUCK!". If you wanna use the "F" word on me, jus say it, "FUCK!". Don't need to waste that few moles of O2 saying WHAT THE FUCK. Damn yeast infected cow! The ONLY reason I'm glad I'm being transferred to Marina is because I DO NOT HAVE TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN!

Ok, anger being frustrated.

Other than my face-off with *****, it was the reunion of the 3 sisters; Kathy, Kim & Kelly (Huiling). WAHAHAHA! Eugene was being bullied by me the whole time and I always used the excuse that he can't touch me because 1) the law is unfair and 2) my sisters were around. He would then put on this ah-beng expression and say, "Bu yao yi wei ni de jie mei zai wo jiu pa ok! Wo bu hao qi fu de hor!" (don't think your sisters here can scare me ok! I'm not a wimp!).

Not scared eh? After cleaning up the place, I (literally) jumped on him and forced him to piggy-back me from the store-room to the toilet area. Haha! Elder sis (Kathy) took a video of it all.

Oh man, I can't go on anymore. The more I talk about my old colleagues, the more home-sick I become. Work at 5pm, dammit! Let's just pray that I won't be the one being made to pack goods.