"Tell me..."

Let it be known that Friday, 19th of October was by far the TOUGHEST day of my life.

I've been through extremes of hardship in the past at Long John Silver's but this...

This...

Nothing can compare to this.

Woke up at 11am. Wasn't feeling well. I had the dinner shift, so I called in sick. But decided to try to go to work cuz I sayang my saikangs alot. My manager told me:

"No worries. If u dont turn up, we'll assume ur not well enuff to come to work. Eat alot and get some rest. Take care."

See? So nice rite? :)

Went to the Polyclinic for an MC anyway. But...

At the Polyclinic, after waiting abt 30mins to get into the consultation room. Along came Doctor Hashim Johan.

That so-called "Medical Practitioner" gave me attitude. He gave me some kinda sarcastic face. But failed to give me any respect. Failed to give me any medicine. And failed to give me my MC.

Seriously... The bastard never took me seriously the minute he saw me. Still got the cheek to make me pay the bill. This kinda ppl sure wun live long one.

So rmb. If ur waiting at Tampines Polyclinic and the sign on the door says "Dr Hashim Johan", ur better of catching the next bus 27 to Seng Kang and go to the Polyclinic there. Staff alot nicer. So much for my first visit to Tampines one. What a waste of time... Haix

So then I was walking back home... by then it was close to 4pm. Feeling very tired, sick and sour. My manager called me. When I saw "Prego" on the screen, I knew it cant be good.

Fast forward to 5.30pm. Like my day just cant get any worse, I got to the employee entrance at Raffles City just to find out that the office hasn't prepared an SSTS (Service Staff Time Sheet) for the security checkpoint. So I was stuck there for abt an hour before it was finally faxed in.

I was last to arrive, exhausted. but was forgiven cuz the error was on the part of the office staff. But anyway... Mr Allan, my manager, held an emergency meeting. The phone call I recieved earlier was him telling me I HAD TO come to work. I had no idea why, but didn't have an MC anyway. So I came.

He brought along with him the collective attendance sheet. Covered in red highlights no less.

Kitchen? 8 men down. 3 Off. 5 on MC.

Service staff? 5 men down. 3 Off. 2 on MC... Not even including me.

Conclusion? We were seriously under-staffed today and worse yet... THERE WAS A FUNCTION TAKING PLACE. That means, for those who may not know, it's gonna be hellishly busy with just a handful of staff to bear the burden.

Out of my 5 saikangs, only 2 were around. And my poor babies Leonard and Wang Yang were pushed to their breaking points with only a couple of days experience.

The meeting was held to consolidate our manpower and brief us on the function and why it was important. It was the last day for one of our Senior Managers, Mr Paolo. Who was moving back to Italy; luggage and all already stuffed in the office. So all our regular customers and associates would be present to see him off. And being a SENIOR means that's ALOT of ppl.

We struggled bravely. Managers, Team Leaders and Station Leaders, Tier 1 waiters like myself, waiters and trainees. All on our toes. Multi-tasking. The Head Chef screaming at every mistake made. First time I've seen all 3 managers (not counting Mr Paolo) wipe cutleries and clear soiled plates alongside us. It was also the first round of applause for me when I dropped some serving covers in front of the guests. SOOOOO PAISEH!!!! I felt so sick lah. So tired. My body, my brain... All was numb and wanted to DIE. Mr Naveen provided some comic relief at least. By 10pm, his brain was also numb. So he started singing and acting crazy as he worked. HE'S ONE OF THE MANAGERS LEH! Hahahahax

Like we weren't dead enough already. We all had to OT till abt 1am++ to clean up cuz the guests left late to mingle with Mr Paolo and prep for breakfast. At least in the end he treated us to Pizza and wine guests gave him as gifts. So shiok. :)

Now that i'm home, and finally let it outta my system, I WANNA SLEEP!!!!

Goodnight everybody ^^

Ciao~

"Tell me... WHO'S THE BLOODY IDIOT WHO SENT THE PENNE ARABIATA TO TABLE 115?!! PICK UP!!!"

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