Friday, March 31, 2006

If only...

If only today could last forever.
If only I knew what the other party was thinking.
If only time could pass a lil' slower.
If only a picture had been taken to capture those magical moments.
If only life was a little less painful.
If only I could have a chance to experience more of it.
If only I am able to live long enough to love him.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

After going through the check-up and receiving feed-back from the nurse, my worse fears include not being able to enter my course and not having a normal lifestyle.

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Here it is, the long-awaited post (FINALLY!)

Let's start off with the judo competition which was held at Hougang Secondary last week. Hmm... I believe the girls did quite well. A couple of them got the bronze trophy which isn't too bad.

Lois was outstanding in her performance =)

I wonder... will I ever be as active as I was back in 2001-2004? It's gonna be real tough getting back on track.

Why?

I just had my weight taken at SATA and I currently weigh a damned 51.7kg!! That's an increase by 3kg in just a short time span of ONE MONTH!!

And the best thing is, yesterday, while I went to take a picture for my student pass, I commented that my face was too round and that I look fat. Clara then said, "Yah. True... you look fat. It's an honest feedback."

Oh boy... looks like those late-night suppers at Makansutra with the crew are adding to the pounds.

I promise, no more char kway teow, hokkien mee, oyster omelette, barbequed chicken wings, chicken burgers, milk-shakes and sundaes.

Ok, enough about my unhealthy intake of lard. Let's shift back to what happened at Hougang Sec while waiting for the school bus to arrive. I was standing at the side of Dojo 1, with two boys, kae-jay and zee-jay beside me.

For some unknown reason, they seem unable to resist touching each other.

Initially, I thought zee-jay was the rascal who went around making other guys horny. BUT I WAS WRONG!!!! kae-jay was just as deprived and I witnessed him trying to grope zee-jay!

Oh my frickin' goodness.

Zee-jay then told me later on that kae-jay "pulled (his) cock hair" and he retaliated by poking kae-jay on his balls.

My heart is aching so much right now. Both these boys are so manly and good-looking! WHY MUST BECOME GAY?!! And why keep touching each other's didi??? What happened to the innocent boys I once knew???

cRy ='(

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Listen up, people! I won't be resigning from Billy's.... yet.

HEY!! Don't jump the gun and claim that I was ringing the false alarm about me leaving. My dad did tell me to quit my job and concentrate on my studies.

But after paying my admission fees, I told him that he needn't waste more hard earned dough on me if I had a job. He agreed to let me stay with Billy's provided I promise him that I'll be able to balance both studies and work.

Whoopee!!!!! I'M STAYING! I'M STAYING! I'M STAYING!

Ehhhh... as for the previous face-off with Joe Kok, I'm putting it aside after a heart-to-heart talk with my other colleagues. Boy, those guys are the most mature and understanding bunch I've ever come across.

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My poly enrolment is such a hassle. Gotta fill in so many forms, photo-copy so many shit craps, take a passport sized photogragh, go for some dumb medical check-up etc.

I broke down on Sunday night because my dad was bugging me about how the payments should go about and he became frustrated. Ok, fine! I'm frustrated over this stupid CPF/Interbank Giro thingy too! You don't have to raise you voice at me! And when I'm filling in stuff online, DON'T help me click random icons. You know nuts about such stuff.

GAWD!!!!

Today, I went all the way to Chai Chee for the dumb check-up and you know what the specialist told me at the end of the day?

I have to come back tomorrow for another test because of certain reasons which will not be disclosed.

Sickening sia!!! Now gotta waste both time and money because of.... urgh! They better get it right tomorrow. THEY HAD BETTER GET IT RIGHT!!

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*inhale, exhale*

I've calmed down.

Janice's wedding on the 25th was great! Well, it wasn't a grand affair like Eugene's but no choice lah. Food was delicious, service sucked, emcees were non-existant but the interaction with other family members and churchies retained the smile on my face.

I GOT TO SEE MY NEPHEWS!!! Sebastian and Sherman are now 11 and 7 respectively. The younger nephew is now a child model ok! Got port-folio summore leh!

Seb shocked me when he told me he went for Green Day's concert. He's only in Primary School and he's been to a rock concert?! THIS IS SO UNFAIR!! I couldn't afford those front-row seats when BSB and Fort Minor came to Singapore.

Why must go for front-row seats?

Then ask yourself this: Why pay money for a seat right at the back where all you are able to see are the heads of taller people, the stage lights and the big screen? Why don't you just chip in a little bit more to have a perfect view of your idol?

Makes sense?

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Last night, as I was chatting with my ex-tutor, Mrs Lin, she told me that one of her student's father called and accused her of certain things.

These were what Mrs Lin got reprimanded for:
-tuition timings were too rigid
-tuition fees are too expensive
-his daughter had to go for tuition 3 days straight during the March holidays
-his daughter is relying too much of tuition lessons
-why can't his daughter have tuition on weekends

Firstly, I don't see what's so "rigid" about having tuition ONCE A WEEK for only TWO HOURS per session. The student in topic, HN, has been with Mrs Lin since 2003 and she is one of the two Top Maths students who has been groomed by Mrs Lin. The other Maths genius would be Cynthia.

Mrs Lin's fees are $180 for every four lessons. That's 45 bucks per lesson. Yes, you can argue that it's costly but think, HN has become one of the top scorers for Maths in her school. If you're her parent, what would you care more about; money or your daughter's education?

I understand that any parent would be concerned about their kid if he/she was made to go for tuition three days in a row during their holidays.

Well, Mrs Lin didn't force HN to have more lessons. HN requested for it. Unfortunately, her father just had to put the blame on my ex-tutor before he got things right. And please, it is definately NOT Mrs Lin's fault that HN is too dependent on tuition lessons.

Lastly, Mrs Lin has partnered with a few other tutors (who teach different subjects) and they use her home as a tuiton centre. She gives Maths tuition on weekdays while the other teachers occupy the house on weekends to give tuition on their respective subjects while Mrs Lin attends Church services.

As if working five days straight ain't tiring enough. You expect her to forgo her religious gatherings on weekends too? C'mon lah, she's human. She needs time away from work; SHE NEEDS TO REST! Don't expect her to give up her activities just so she can accomodate your schedule.

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Now's the interesting part. Someone confronted a sissified coward for me!

You still remember who's *mushroom? From now onwards, I'm gonna use his real name to blog about the incident.

Syazni, I appreciate you sending me back to Ang Mo Kio while we were still on good terms. Because of me, you missed your last bus and I was nice enough to loan you $15 to take a cab back to Hougang.

But I decided not to get into a relationship with you and our friendship went downhill from there. Don't come to me and tell me that you argued with Dick on the phone when he asked you to stop harrassing Clara via sms.

It is none of my business and you had the nerve to tell me you ARGUED with Dick and told him, "What?! I'm just sms-ing Clara to ask about Kim lah. Why would I wanna disturb her? I'm not even interested in her man!". Crap. You were so petrified at the tone of Dick's voice that you were only able to say things like "ok" and "ok, cool".

Don't make yourself sound so chivalrous and manly in front of me.

At first, Syazni planned to repay me (for lending him the cab fare) by treating me to a movie and nachos. But eversince the rejection, I stopped contacting him and he sent me an sms saying,"I know you wouldn't go on the movie date with me. But don't worry girl. I will return you every cent that I owe you once I get my pay."

Now, this is what I genuinely detest. If you are broke, why try and date someone? You barely have enough cash to support yourself and you wanna have a girlfriend? Go fug the rug at your door step.

He claimed that he would pay me once he gets his salary eh? Bullshit.

BULLSHIT!

That little fry quit his job before pay day and never came back to BB (except on Valentines' Day with his bunch of childish poser friends but thou shall not go there).

Just like this, I never saw my fifteen dollars again. That coward didn't even dare to reply Clara when she sent him a message, telling him that he's got no testicles.

And then, last Thursday, I got to see first hand how much of a scardy cat he is.

I was at the bus-stop with Garry and when I looked to my left, there he was with his new girl. Aaawww.... he was holding her hand and looking my way, macam daring me to look at him and his sayang. Clara, you still remember the time when he kept professing his "love" for me? Hahahaha!

"Kim, you're making me fall deeper in love with you. I fall in love very easily."

*shrieks!!!!!* I am thoroughly grossed out by that line.

It then occurred to me that Syazni would be taking the same bus as Garry and I to Hougang.

Fuck.

I managed to board the bus first and I chose a seat at the back. Coward and penniless Syazni just had to sit directly in front of me even though there were other seats available.

Double fuck.

So be it. You wanna attract my attention/provoke me, I can play at that game. I told Garry the entire story about what happened between me and that mothafucker. Of course, I didn't miss out the part about my money leaving my pocket and not finding it's way back.

Garry then did something which made me realise the difference between a real man and a man wannabe.

The moment he saw Syazni press the bell, he stood up and went over to Syazni's seat, tapped his shoulder and said, "Eh, Syazni, I heard you still owe Kim money. Still owe right? So when you gonna return?"

That bugger only managed to mumble, "Err... yah... later ah."

He said he would pay me back "later", didn't he?

CRAPCRAPCRAPCRAPCRAP

The moment Garry went back to where I was, Syazni got up and alighted the bus with that hooker he was with.

No money to pay me back then say lah! Later, later, later... your later equals to never. Got money bring girlfriend jalan jalan, no money return me right. Take cash from girl and never return... NO SHAME!

The next time I run into him, I will use the line, "Oi! I want my money back. Don't tell me later... why cannot pay now?!" Stupid sonofabitch. I still can't figure out why I let him send me home in the first place. Ew! Garry mentioned that I own a sort of charisma which only attracted mats.

Oh gimme a break lah, dude! You think I wanted him to fall for me meh? Siao.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Shagged, exhausted, worned out!

Sorry for not updating guys! Been pretty much caught up with work and my enrolment in NYP. It's draining all my energy. But come tomorrow night, I PROMISE I'll update.

Updates will include the following:

- 2006 Judo tournament
- My encounter with 2 gay boys (who end up being my fav. gay boys!)
- Resignation from Billy's
- Poly enrolment and medical check-up
- Janice's wedding night!!!
- My ex-tutor (Mrs Lin) being accused by a student's father and
- Someone helping me confront a coward.


Oh yeah, it's gonna be SO good to read.

OUT!

Monday, March 20, 2006

I hear wedding bells ring!

Janice is getting married this Saturday. I always thought she would walk down the aisle with Jordan, considering she dated him for more than two years. But she chose to be with someone whom she's known for only six months.

As her cousin, I do have my doubts about whether or not her marriage to Seow Boon would last. I mean, six months is such a short period of time compared to two years. How much are you able to learn about one person in just half a year? I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this marriage is gonna be a blissful one. Afterall, who would wanna see their cousin go through a painful divorce eh? *touches my sis' wooden stool*

I know Janice is more sensible than to have a shot-gun marriage. Nobody in our family blames her for tying the knot so quickly because.......

So, yippee!!!!

Janice's getting married! My cousin's getting married!! CHEERS to her!!!
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Oh, and one more thing, I ain't no blondie no more. Say hello to Miss Brunette.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

The cursed number!!

I started work on the 27th of November 2005.

On my 3rd day, Paul left.

On my 3rd week, Young resigned.

On my 3rd month, Cecilia ditched me and left for a Thai restaurant.

This is a warning to all; the number 3 is CURSED!!!!

Sunday, March 12, 2006

I am shooo sad... *sob sob*

According to a certain Kokster, I am IMMATURE, A PIECE OF SHIT, A HUGE EMBARRASSMENT TO THE COMPANY and I'M ONLY WORTH $3 PER HOUR. Not forgetting, I'm STUPID too.

Hmm... I seriously have no idea why I'm hanging onto this day job. I'm slogging my guts out to please one fucker and I'm being paid peanuts. Can you believe it??? 5 bucks an hour, not only to serve guests, but to get insulted and scrutinised by the manager. Ruyan, Adeline, Louis, Garry and Ashley... I salute you guys for being able to put up with him while working at Century Square.

I am so tired of getting angry at him. It makes to sense to complain about him anymore because I do it basically EVERYDAY.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Joe Kok = one fucking COCKSTER!

Can the school term please be brought forward to the beginning of April instead so I can quit and spit at Joe Kok's face?!! Readers, have I ever told you that he's a moron, psycho, bastard and retard all added up together?

Hoho... he is in deep shit. HE IS IN SUCH DEEP SHIT THIS TIME ROUND COS HE NOT ONLY LAID HIS HANDS ON ME (the Law states that guys can't touch girls) BUT TRIED TO INJURE ME AS WELL!

I was the Host for last night's shift. The job of a Host is to talk to potential customers, explain stuff to them and eventually persuade people to come in and have a meal with us.

DID I NOT BRING PEOPLE IN?! DID WE NOT EARN 2K AT THE END OF THE NIGHT?! DID WE NOT SELL ENOUGH BURGERS AND MILKSHAKES AND FLAVOURED SODAS?! DID I NOT DO MY JOB OF EXPLAINING STUPID LUNCH VOUCHERS TO STUPID PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T UNDERSTAND IT?!!

Did I not do all that??????!!!!!!!!!!

So that damned Kokster was "very busy" because Garry and Jasmine weren't around. He ended up being a cashier and floater. Very difficult meh?!! Of course it's difficult for him... he keeps stopping his work and running off to kay-poh other people's business so he could vent some of his frustrations by yelling at them and commanding them to do things his way. And when he comes back to the cashiers' area, there's a truckload of bills waiting to be settled.

So many bills and not enough people to send them back to the customers because the service crew were busy taking down orders or sending food/drinks (there were only 5 people on floor). What did Kokster do? He printed out all the receipts, dumped them at the counter and asks Kimberly to finish his job for him.

Kimberly looks at the stash of paper and frowns at it because she doesn't know those were new receipts which have yet to be sent to customers. She asks Kokie what she has to do and he goes, "You dunno how to arrange it arh? Damn jia lat man... this tells me alot about your attitude in learning!".

My attitude in learning?!! So I'm required to read your mind and know what you want me to do with those bloody customer receipts?!

The reason why I decided to work is so that 1) I need not rot at home and have mushrooms grow on my forehead 2) I can earn some (un-needed) pocket money and 3) to gain experience. I did not travel all the way to Bugis to be interviewed by Steph and then get hired to read Kokie's mind and do things his way!

Take for example, sweeping the floor during closing hours. Normal and REASONABLE managers just expect their staff to get the job done 100% and they're happy. For Joe the sickening Kokster, doing it well is not good enough. He expects you to sweep the floor his way, using his techniques/methods.

Very lame can?

Sweep floor also got "correct way" of sweeping one ah? Hong gan lah! Is you nothing better to do and want to play God lor. Face it lah.. human beings are all different.

We have different styles of thinking, different ways of doing things, different ways of approaching situations etc. So as long as I sweep the floor WITHOUT LEAVING ANY FOOD SCRAPS at the corners, what's there to nag about and get frustrated over?

And another incident which happened last night that triggered the "Lose it" button in me was when Kokie asked me to check on Table 13's orders because the customers were beginning to feel impatient due to the fact that their drinks have yet to reach their tables.

Fine, since there weren't many people walking pass Billy's anyway, I did what he told me to do. I walked past their table and asked the gentlemen if he has made his order (I know he already ordered but since I wasn't the one who took his order, can I just play dumb for awhile and then apologise to him for making him wait for his food and drink?) and he said that he has been waiting for quite some time and no drinks have reached his table. I was about to touch on the topic about how long he has been waiting when Kok the God-wannabe charged towards me, dug his fingernails into my right shoulder and dragged me away from the table.

Hello, WHAT DID I DO WRONG THIS TIME?! I was fucking halfway through a damned conversation with a customer (the person who'll be paying at the end of the day!) and you pulled me away with such violence?! Who's in the wrong now?!!!!!!

According to Him (must use capital letters cos he's a God mah), I was doing things the "immature way" by approaching the guest and not checking their orders via the computer system. Ok lor... he drag me until the computer there liao, so just check using the frickin' screen lor.

The gentlemen and his three friends have been waiting for their drinks for 10 minutes. I repeat, 10 minutes! DRINKS ONLY LEH! So naturally, I went to the bar and asked Adeline to hurry with Table 13's order because they've been waiting exceptionally long. Kok Almighty then came and said, "Kim! What are you doing?!! The drinks have been sent already lah, my goodness! What's wrong with you today? Stop being so immature please!"

Fuck you lah, Hairy Kok! What "immature"?! YOU pulled me all the way to the computer at the back to check their orders and Table 13's drinks were sent to them during that period of time. HOW WAS I TO KNOW THE DRINKS HAVE BEEN SENT?! I was checking the fucking list like you told me to!

This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't interrupt my conversation with that gentlemen and pull me to the back with such force! I wouldn't be at the goddamned bar for no rhyme or reason, asking about sent items, if you hadn't asked me to check orders using the fucking com! And I wouldn't end up looking so "immature" if you hadn't asked me to do those things YOUR way, Mr Joe Kok!

Yes, I still think that speaking to the gentlemen and hearing his side of the story would have been a much better solution. He gives you feedback on the service and we have a chance of improving on it! Joe just wanted me to check if their orders were made and what time was it sent to the kitchen and bar. That's all. So I just check, inform the barista and kitchen staff to "chop, chop! Hurry up" and end of story. No interaction with guests, no apologies to them and we have four unhappy customers. All thanks to Joe's method of doing stuff.

I am so infuriated, a raw piece of pork would become a piece of char siew if you just place it on my cheek. Urgh! And there was this one time when Jasmine approached Ruyan, Garry and I during our break and informed us that we had to go to Bugis and pick up three crates of beer because we were running short.

We finished our lunch, got hold of the trolley in the store and exited the restaurant through the alfresco. Kokster was there with Chef Poh and he questioned Ruyan, Garry and I about where we were going. We told him we had to get the alcoholic drinks from Mag because we are in need of it and he told us he'll accompany us to Bugis since he needed to fix his handphone. But he was discussing something with Chef Poh right? So he told the three of us to give him 10 minutes.

Garry and I explained to him that our break ends at 5pm and we only had 45 minutes left. He told us this, "Screw you lah! Wait for me! I'll go along with you guys."

We waited for him outside Merill Lynch, under the blazing sun, in the swelteringly hot weather. It was almost ten minutes when he called Garry and said, "You three go ahead first" then hung up without saying bye.

I cannot believe this, I simply cannot bring myself to imagine what would this world be like if all managers were similar to this creature. Mrs Kok, what were you thinking when you married this guy?! Oh my fucking gawd! I'm not gonna let this matter rest this time. Nobody uses physical force on me, labels me as "immature" and gets away with it. NOBODY WILL EVER DO THIS TO ME AND GOES OFF SCOTT FREE.

You're damned this time, Kokie.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Gulp, gulp, gulp! *puke*

I know I promised that there would be a very long, nice and interesting post on the 7th of March, but my trip to beautiful Sentosa was being postponed to next month due to certain reasons like Carol and Garry unable to make it, Anthony too lazy to travel and my sickening toe infection. Guess my long awaited tanning session has to wait till next month.

Yesterday started off with Mindy, Kathy, Kelly and I having lunch at Marina Square.

Betty's Roast Chicken is the ultimate dish for bona fide chicken lovers like yours truly! Quite a number of customers have complained about the half spring chicken being too dry and tough, but I wonder if these people have any idea that they are able to ask for more gravy to go with their main course.

Initially, I felt that it was kinda dry and tasteless. So I asked Adeline to get me extra chicken gravy and from that second onwards, I was enjoying the most delicious meal ever!!

Anthony was more than three hours late, dammit! That bugger took more than an hour to travel from Bugis to City Hall; can you believe it?!! It's only ONE stop away if you take the train right?! Gawd!! Anyway, Kathy and I made him pay for our dessert =P

Then we headed off to K Box for a night of wild partying. Woohoo!! But while on my way to K Box, guess who I ran into??
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OLL and that girl who wore a pink cheongsam on Racial Harmony Day (their names will NEVER appear on this blog. Not as long as I'm sobber and sane.) And yes, they looked as spastic as ever with OLL donning that minah-look and the cheongsam girl with those poser highlights.

Enough about the two of 'em. Moving on......

We reserved a room, K7, and Anthony had the honour of singing the first song, An Jing, by my beloved Mr Jay Chou. Mindy joined him halfway through... not bad, not bad!

To my surprise, K Box offers two rounds of drinks PER CUSTOMER! OMG!!! First, I had Honey Lemon. But one of the K Box staff suddenly entered our room and informed us that they'll be playing some sorta dice game and the winner gets a jug of Tiger beer.

I couldn't be bothered with it, I mean, what are the odds of us winning? THERE WERE SO MANY PEOPLE TAKING PART! In the end, only Kathy and Mindy went for the challenge, leaving Kelly, Anthony and I to sing Backstreet Boys' "I want it that way".

"Tell me why... Ain't nothing but a heartache... Tell me why... Ain't nothing but a mistake... Tell me why I never wanna hear you say.... I WANT IT THAT WAY!!!!"

When Mindy bursts through the door and yells, "We won! We won!".



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After laughing at Mindy, that was when I began to feel tipsy. Awful feeling; head spinning, stomach feeling uncomfortable, unable to speak properly... just plain awful. But somehow, there's this huge urge to just jump around and let loose.

It was finally my turn to sing Britney's "I love rock n roll". I stood up on the couch and had Anthony take a video of it all.

WAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! Now that's what I call a live performance! I saw him standing there by the record machine... I knew he must have been about seventeen... the beat was going strong... playin' my favourite songggggg.... I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me, YEAH WITH ME!

Poor Kelly had to send me home. How much was the cab fare again? And how long was the journey?????


Conclusion: Don't get drunk with Tiger... Vodka could be better!

Saturday, March 04, 2006

Check this out!


Name: LEE YAN JUN KIMBERLY


1. The results of your application are as follows:

Posted Institution : NANYANG POLYTECHNIC

Course Name : NURSING

Course Code : C97

2. If you are posted to a JC/MI, please report to the JC/MI on 6 Mar 2006 at 7.30am. If you are posted to a Polytechnic/ITE, an enrolment package with the relevant enrolment details will be sent to you.

3. If you wish to apply for a transfer to a particular course, you should approach the institution concerned directly. The institution concerned will inform you of the outcome of your application.

Friday, March 03, 2006

When you're in the wrong, ADMIT IT!

For the past two months that I've been in Billy Bombers, I have yet to have a major argument with a colleague. But yesterday changed it all. From now on, Mandy Ho Lai Man, you had better treat me with more respect, otherwise, I'm gonna get physical.

INCIDENT No. 1: We make her do more work (as if).

On Wednesday, Louis noticed that the metal plating at the bar area had fingerprints on them. Being the perfectionist that he is, he told Mandy to get it all clean and shiny again by using ammonia spray and newpapers.

What did Mandy do? She took the cloth of the runner's station (which is oily and wet btw) to wipe the metal plating. Ok, common sense will tell you that using a wet cloth to wipe a metal surface will cause it to be more dirty because once the water droplets have dried, it'll form water marks on the surface. Morever the cloth was OILY!!! It'll make the plating sticky as well!!!

Louis reprimanded her for doing things the stupid way. C'mon, it's not the first time she's been told to wipe metal platings at the bar and in between the booth seats. While over at Bugis (yes, Mandy is from Bugis) we do it all the time!

But guess what did Mandy say to Louis when he made his point clear to her? She said, "Aiyah! You go do your own things lah! Don't always order others around!"

Hah! HAH!

Louis may be younger than Mandy by one year, but he has been working under Joe Kok for more than a year now! Experience counts and he is a senior staff!! So what if he doesn't wear a tie like Garry does? He's still a senior afterall and he deserves her respect!

Louis was fed up with her and left for the cashier. So I went to the bar and had a word with Dhanny about the new order I just made and my hands were on the metal plating which Mandy had just "cleaned up".

That little shit came over, whacked my palm away and told me, "Wei! Don't touch it lah! I just clean only then you make dirty! See, now got your fingerprint and I must clean again."

I MAKE DIRTY AH?!! Did I just hear you correctly, you said I dirtied the metal plating?!! Who was the brainless fool who used a moist and oily cloth to wipe it?! And yes, I am implying that even if I do not place my hands over there, it will still be stained by oil and water marks!


INCIDENT No. 2: She's too lazy to help a customer wipe the spilled milkshake

During station break down, Garry made Mandy and I work at station B/C. Throughout the evening, I was keeping quiet about Mandy running off to yak with Ash while I had to tend to the five or so occupied tables in Station B, C and the alfresco.

ONE person taking care of THREE areas leh! Chee bai! Company pay you 1.2K a month to talk crap with Ash huh? You're the full-time staff! You're suppose to be the one who's more hardworking! And you're a Malaysian who's here on a work permit! We pay you to slack arh?

One lady accidentally spilled her milkshake on the table and she asked Mandy for help since our skinny Malaysian brute was doing a cat-walk in that area.

Customer asked her for help leh! All she had to do was get a cloth and wipe up the mess; end of story liao. Instead, she came to me (I was busy wiping another table) and told me that the customer just spilled her drink and that my help was needed to clean it all up.

YOU are the one who was approached for help. YOU do your part by helping them because they approached YOU. Don't fucking walk away and tell someone, who happens to be busy with something else, to do it for you!

So yeah, I ended up cleaning the milkshake for the lady (which in returned got my name written in the feedback form about my outstanding service. Muahaha!).


INCIDENT No. 3: Her excuses, reasons, explanations are all INVALID~!

A young couple from station B were about to leave when they asked Mandy for more serviettes because they had ice-cream on their hands. Again, customer asked HER for something and she was too lazy to do it for them. Fuck off lah!

I was walking back to the alfresco after passing a credit card to Louis at the cashier and I had to go to the drawer at the back to pick up a couple of serviettes for the gentlemen who asked for it and make a U-turn to his table to pass it to him. I'm not complaining, but WHY CAN'T SHE DO IT HERSELF?! I was flustered from all that running around whereas she was bumming in front of the bar!

Her excuse for not getting the serviettes herself was because I was "closer to where the serviettes were than she was".

That was the last straw man. I confronted her after the couple left and told her that this isn't the way to work. Take for example the milkshake incident; she walked pass the customer who spilled her drink (which means she was in the same station as the customer right?). Too lazy to clean it up but not lazy to walk over to the other station and inform me about it and make me clean it up huh?

I told her that in the future, if she sees a customer spill something and the customer asks her for help, GET A CLOTH AND WIPE THE DAMN MESS. This was what she told me:

"I didn't see the customer spill the milkshake. She told me she spilled it."

"Ok, fine. Since she asked you for help in wiping up the mess, you do it for her because she asked you for help."

"I couldn't find a cloth!"

"I was wiping the table when you came to me. Why can't you ask me for the cloth?!"

"I was looking for the cloth at the runner's station but cannot find. So you were the one that took it. Make me search high and low only."

"OI! This cloth is from the bar ok! Whenever I work in B/C, I don't use the cloth at the runner's station. I always use the one from the bar!"

"Yah, then I ask you for the cloth to clean the milkshake but you still stand there looking so blur. In the end I also must clean up myself."

"I WAS THE ONE WHO CLEANED IT UP OK! First you said you couldn't find a cloth and now you say I didn't want to lend you a cloth. So which is it? And the serviette issue! Why couldn't you get the stuff yourself? I was busy with something else at that time!"

"You were closer to where the serviettes and cutleries were what. How I know you will take serviettes from the back and not from the cutleries area."

"That is not an excuse! They asked you for it, and since you're free, go get it! Why must trouble others?! Next time if customers ask you for something, you go get the things yourself!"

"Why can't you help me? You were closer to the serviettes what!"

"That's not the point! I was busy with something else lor! Shut up and go away!"

Haiyoh-wey-ah! Wa jin eh buay tahan ani kwan eh lang liao lah! Defend also dunno how to defend properly. Pergi mampos lah!

While I was still at Bugis, Mandy, on two occasions, used the F-word on me IN FRONT OF CUSTOMERS. Fine, she started work one day before me, maybe she knows more than me. But I have been in Marina Square a month longer than she has. I DEMAND RESPECT because I know the area, the system and Joe's style of serving others more than she does.

Bloody hell. Friday had better let me see her doing her part.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

This is so random

I guess my wish of being transferred back to Bugis will never come true. I did consider quitting after Joe gave me such a hard time at Marina. But what made me stay was that little glimmer of hope that I could op for a transfer once school reopens. But right now, I'm being forced to quit... by my dad.

GAWD!!!!!

Ash is a student nurse who's currently in her final semester at NYP and she told me that during my first year, I'll have a lot of free time because there aren't many projects involved. She told me that she had so much time to spare, she could actually visit the gym thrice a week! THRICE A WEEK, can you believe it?! I don't remember having so many free days when I was in lower secondary!

So why wouldn't my dad let me continue working??? Oh I know why... he has plans for me to get a degree overseas. How cool (not) is that?! *fake squeal*

These past few days have been a roller-coaster ride that I will definately NEVER ride again; not even if it costs my screwed up life.

It was last tuesday, I think. Met up with Kathy at BJ and had cheese fries and a chocolate-cookie milkshake. I won't deny, we were having fun making fools of ourselves and using our mobiles to call others and irritate them.

The fun didn't last the night through. I remember VERY CLEARLY that I used my cell-phone (a black Motorola V3) to take a picture of the flavoured soda I was having and I remember EVEN MORE CLEARER that I placed it into my bag before heading to the ladies'.

Kathy was at the cashier area talking to Mag, leaving both of our belongings with.....

So I didn't notice my darling phone was missing until I went to the lobby with Gen and Mindy for a smoke and realised that the front pocket of my bag was empty except for my mp3. I rushed up to Billy's and used Anthony's phone to dial my number.

1st time: No answer
2nd time: Call got diverted to God knows what number that is
3rd time: Phone was already switched off

Well, I do have my suspects. Two of them, in fact. But I shan't say anything more in case I stir up more distrust and disorder amongst the service crew of BJ. I just wanna say a huge thank you to Kathy, Kelly, Anthony, Carol, Gen, Mag and Mindy for helping me out. I didn't get my phone back but it's great knowing that I've got friends who actually care.

To the sickening brat who took my phone away from me, enjoy using it (or the cash you've earned by selling it) while you can. As a person who has experienced countless retributions, I can honestly say you're gonna get punished for it... and it's gonna be worse than losing a gadget. For all you know, it could be your left boob. Having said that, try to have a more balanced diet ok? Hound dogs with mustard and sweet relish don't do your body alot of good.


Ok, next on the blogging agenda would be running into one bloody fucker while I was walking along the streets of Orchard with Clara and Jerome.

Jen and Steph should know who this person is. My life was nearly ruined by her in 2004 when she used me as bait to get what she wanted. I'm telling you, meeting her at the Nationals was one of the worst happenings that could ever happen to me. The nightmare continued when we became closer and I got into the deepest of deep shits with my school, my tutor and my parents.

She wanted to hang out at night, I skipped tuition lessons. She wanted to go to town and roam around aimlessly, I played truant with a certain kurapted babi and met her at Somerset. She needed to talk to someone on the phone, I sacrificed my sleeping hours to chat with her and it resulted in my cell getting confiscated and my eye-bags getting darker. Trust me, you guys, there are so much more which are untyped.

So it just happened that I bummed into her at Orchard (town again) and there she was, walking around aimlessly yet again with no purpose in life and living each day as it came. Tsk tsk... how pathetic can people get these days huh?

She didn't recognise me. And I seized the chance to glare at her with my pair of cat eyes. She didn't have the guts to return the evil eye... WIMP! What happened to "I won that Nanyang girl to become the lightweight Champion!", "I never leave my house without my kendo stick being taped at the side of my pants" and "Everything is a weapon. I can make a guy bleed with this key-chain".

Oh, crap! You were pussy enough to avoid eye contact with me and went to the far corner of McDonalds to have your fucked up McSpicy meal. Didn't you tell me you won a girl from Nanyang Girls' School? Why did you not confront a flabby and lardy girl who hasn't trained in centuries from East View Secondary then eh?

And the last time you called me (which was way back in December 2004), you said that you were married to your horny partner and the both of you owned a rented flat. Enjoying your life as a married woman, I mean, man? How's being a, erm, husband to a wife who'll never get pregnant because you don't own the correct genitals?

I'm not against lesbianism, but I'm being biased against her because she's a complete asshole. So sorry to tell you this Siti Aisyah Bte Ba'ie, but I have come across a bung who looks a thousand times better than you (you're not the best looking butch in SG as you once claimed you were). Plus, she ain't a bum like you who's probably gonna starve on the streets of highly developed $ingapre.

Readers, I am not dating someone of the same gender. I rest my case.