THAT GUY TRIPPED OVER HIS HEAD/NECK SOMETHING NEAR THE TOP !! YOU CAN’T TRIP A DAMN PERSON WITH YOUR HEAD ON PURPOSE!!! LIES LIES LIES LIES LIES!!!! ITALY IS GH3Y!!!!!

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i was shopping around this afternoon while deciding which drinks i should get, since i kinda just realised i have nothing at home for guests.

then i walked into toysr’us to check out some barbies and shet. yes i know, i am kinda OLD for barbies. i used to collect them though, when they were worth collecting. then…

Despite hearing from some place (kotaku.com i think) that ps3 might be delayed, and from some other sources (some website that you can pre-order) that states that it will only be expected somewhere in 2008, i found these 2 promotion boards at toysr’us. obviously i got excited, and had the security looking at me strangely while i took pictures of these 2 promotional boards.

seems like they are both coming out approximately on the same month or something (states november 2006 there), and both have a pre-order campaign that gives you a free game with the new consoles for a down payment of 50 bucks. doesn’t sound so bad. it’s going to be hard to choose though, between nintendo and playstation 3. i have been a huge fan of playstation and their games though, and games are coming out prepared for all 3 consoles (nintendo, xbox and playstation) that i really want anyways.

no obviously, i am not going to buy any consoles since i am such a broke shet. but fantasizing about buying them is good. looks like there might be a huge launch party up in sydney when these 2 comes out though in summer. ah, would be nice to see some scantily clad women ^_^

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the past 2 nights at work has been anything but peaceful. they weren’t fun for sure, but right on the other end of the spectrum. to my benefit, i had say, i didn’t perform much mistakes, other than to lay all my trust on the kitchen staff.

Friday:

I was told to handle the larger sections, all the six seaters, which were fully booked by 2 big group. one had 30 reserved seatings, and the other had 22. the 22 tops arrived first, but wasn’t ready to order till 30 minutes later. because of our kitchen staff size, plus the fact that we were fully booked that night, the practise was to stagger out the orders so that the kitchen wouldn’t get smashed.

for the first time, i considered everything, and staggered them out. i never use to, because i left it up to their intelligence to stagger it out. i wasn’t going to force them to deliver all at the same time. i guess that was my mistake in a sense. up till that point, the kitchen had always deliver regardless of how i input those orders into the computer.

instead, this time i found the orders coming out 30 minutes apart from each other, for 5 tables booked together, resulting that the first table finished their meals almost 2 hours before the last table even got their meals.

that wasn’t my grudge though, nor what made me sad. the customers were so angry, so upset, they didn’t even want to look at me. they didn’t even want to talk to me. when i joked with them to lighten the atmosphere, they just gave me a cold stare. instead, they called on a trainee that they knew personally to COMPLAIN about me, and the slow service.

me? what did i do? all i could do was to help them as best i could. the kitchen screwed up with 1) the timing 2) the level of cooking, but i am not the cook, what can i do? why take it out on me? i hurried the kitchen like mad. i got angry and complain to the boss on their behalf because even for the last table, they were telling me 28 more mins when it was already 1.5 hours late.

the waitress job is to serve and deliver. we do not cook the food. we can’t magically create food when everything collapses around your ears. please don’t take it out on us. we have feelings too. and it hurts when you just gave me a cold stare when i spent the night trying to help you, and ignore me when you lost your pin and i was trying to help you find it. i exist. i am there. talk. to. me.

Saturday:

i walked in feeling dreaful. i feel dreadful because i was still tired from friday. i got the easiest table of the entire restaurant, which means i work as food and clearing till my section comes in. which also means i supervise the new girls and ensure everything is done right. including girls who are semi proficient, i still have to watch them. that’s why we are senior waitresses and get full pay, that’s why those new ones have probationary pay for three months.

My table didn’t sit till an hour after their booking. and because the starting time was 6, their booking was 7, by the time they sat at 8, i was about to pass out from being sleepy and bored. with so many girls on the floor, there was little for me to do, other than to make sure the food and clearing girls ARE doing their food and clearing. i know this sounds odd, but you would be surprise at the number of girls who basically stood around, while there are obviously dirty plates, or dinging bells, saying there’s nothing for them to do.

Other than the 2 new chinese girls, and James, the rest of the staff are proficient, so i only have to watch over them to make sure these 3 girls are all right. for the most part, they are functioning all right. except for Vi.

let me explain something. on the computer, we have a hold button. this button is used when people order entrees that take a while to cook, and also equated longer eating time. especially for the meat platter, they take ages to finish, especially for 2 people. the hold button tells the kitchen to NOT cook until the customers are halfway through their entrees, so that the food doesn’t come out too quickly.

Vi spent the first half of the night putting everything on hold. even if the entree is just bread, she puts the mains, some steaks that take ages to cook (well done) on hold. so the meals comes out slow. she doesn’t even notice when the customers have gotten their meals anyways.

For the next half of the night, she puts everything through without the hold. so some customers are 2 minutes into their entrees when their mains arrive. being 2 seaters, their tables had NO SPACE for their mains. when talked about it, she said mel tells her on busy nights, to not hold mains. so wtf did you hold well done steaks earlier?

She had leave customers alone for ages, ignoring them. and still insists after 20 mins that they are not ready to order when i ask. even though the couple had already put down their menus and are chatting animatedly away.

For every one of her mistakes, i am sent by Don to tell her to stop fucking up (albeit in a nicer tone), and i finally snapped when i checked on her section, and she had obviously taken orders for one table but had not remove the menus. i am not trying to pick on small matters, but even chewbacca goes off at me when i order and don’t pick up the menus along the way. the point is: it wastes time when u choose to do it at a later time. and since they pay us by the hour, to them, time wasted = your pay.

so i reminded her nicely to pick up menus. she snapped at me, and said since i was taking it, she needn’t. besides, her working style was different, so i can just take it or leave it. i told her to stop being a rude prick and just listened since i wasn’t telling her off and just reminding her. she gave me a snobbish stare and stalked off.

couple of hours later, she and her siamese twins came by the pass and i had some food. siamese twin saw the food, and immediately call for her. there’s a bell, ding it. it doesn’t have to be Vi to pick up the food just coz it’s for her section. ffs, get seperated already. it’s not like the work place will swallow you up just coz you guys aren’t together.

i tried explaining my situation to them, why i did what i did. instead, Vi snapped at me again and gave me an attitude.

“i wasn’t yelling at you. you yourself said it’s a busy night, i am just going to take care of my section, and you yours. i don’t have time for anything else (hinting that i was meddling in her affairs), so that’s it ok?” stalks off again.

Then Don had to undo some mistake, so i can’t settle the bills for the night as yet. so i told them not to settle my section, in case they decided to. i told everyone this, not just her, instead, she snapped at me, “i KNOW I AM NOT GOING TO DO YOUR SECTION! i KNOW i KNOW i am NOT!”

i looked at her, and was trying so hard to control myself from asking her “wtf is your problem?” so instead i said,  “hey, don’t tell me you know. i am just telling you, doing my job.” she starts screaming i know i know from up at the till. ffs. stfu already. brat bitch.

to her benefit, she does not know that i am watching over her, reporting about her every action. because i have to, because i need to. the company still are not sure about hiring “foreigners” who has some problems with language and culture. especially one that has to stick to her friend and socialises little with the rest of the company. i am just tired of having to handle their pettiness.

if you are so goddamn rich, so goddamn welcome somewhere else, then gtfo. we were all right before you arrive. we will survive if you are gone. we have worked on just 5 waitresses before. waitresses are disposable. so stop being so up your goddamn arse.  don’t work then, just eat everyday at the restaurant. seeing you for an hour each day is MORE THAN ENOUGH.

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