Abang Up scared me like hell two days ago.
That afternoon, I noticed he looked worn out. I asked him whether he's alright, and he said yes. So I didn't ask any further besides telling him he looked different.
Two or three hours later, he started to get worse. He could barely stand straight and key in the orders correctly. There were tons of mistakes he made. And as if things couldn't be any worse, there were a husband and wife who just couldn't pick a more proper time to argue about credit card rebates. Plus people who really know how to use the cash register weren't there. All of us who were in right then could just watch him and helped him a little by turning down customers while feeling worried for him. Laby even had to ask the current customers to pay in exact amount.
Luckily Madam came to our rescue later. By the time she arrived, Abang Up couldn't even read the tiny words on the computer. After she settled all the things with the customers and held payments, she asked Abang Up to sit down and rest. She even bought him a hot Milo for him from McDonalds in front.
Abang Up was so worrying. I couldn't even bring myself to do my job. I just sat beside him and stare at him. I didn't know what to say to him because I realized that he realized people were concerning about him. I realized that because I was watching him. He knew what was happening around him. He understood. He looked at me straight in the eyes and asked if he looked pale. He realized, I know. But what he didn't realize is that he has overworked himself. Even in that condition he still wanted to count the stocks and write on cakes.
Fortunately, a friend of his came to pick up his cake. He helped brought Abang Up home.
Today he's supposed to work full. When he wasn't around this morning during opening, I kinda felt at lost because he's the one who gave me jobs. He always told me things like "Bilas kain, rendam dulu dengan bleach", "Buat sos", "Lap cermin", and even "Cari kerja" when I had nothing to do. So this morning, his voice was echoing in my mind. Whenever I ran out things to do, I'd think "What else? What else? What did Abang Up usually ask me to do?". I was a good junior today. Abang Up taught me well. Haha!
Anyway I hope Abang Up rests well at home and doesn't go out, like he did yesterday. Can you believe he actually went to help at Sec 9 outlet? God, that man need to learn how to sit still.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
toothstab
Time: Lunchtime
Customers: Three Chinese guys
Guy A: You ada toothpick tak?
Me: (didn't catch him) Sorry?
Guy A: Itu cucuk gigi.
Me: (blank) ?
Labu (who was nearby): Cungkil gigi!
Me: Ohh!
Later
Me: *passes the toothpick jar*
Guy A: Eh, apa you panggil ini?
Me: Ni? Cungkil gigi.
Guy A: Haa! Cungkil gigi!
Guy B (to Guy B): Bukan cucuk gigi la. Tu la. Dulu sekolah tak nak belajar BM betul-betul. *laughs*
Customers: Three Chinese guys
Guy A: You ada toothpick tak?
Me: (didn't catch him) Sorry?
Guy A: Itu cucuk gigi.
Me: (blank) ?
Labu (who was nearby): Cungkil gigi!
Me: Ohh!
Later
Me: *passes the toothpick jar*
Guy A: Eh, apa you panggil ini?
Me: Ni? Cungkil gigi.
Guy A: Haa! Cungkil gigi!
Guy B (to Guy B): Bukan cucuk gigi la. Tu la. Dulu sekolah tak nak belajar BM betul-betul. *laughs*
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
the secret life of a Secret Recipe employee
Day 1
I walked in with the thought "Okay now, I'm living my dream." Haha. It was still lunchtime by the time I arrived, so everyone had their hands full. The supervisor (coughs to Dayang. Haha!) asked me to sit down for a sec while he settles his job. After a few minutes of waiting, finally he came and explains everything to me. He put me as the service staff and asked the other two service staffs to show me around and teach me to do my job. For some reason, they are called Labu and Laby. Labu is a funny guy while Laby is sweet. Then I met the kitchen staffs, the tough Kak Ana and the quiet Kak Ina, and the barista guy (who has a sharp mouth), Bob. The supervisor, Shah Naz is a nice guy, but slightly mental, just like the rest of the boys. People call him Up. He would ask Labu or Laby to teach me things whenever I was free. I learned how to serve customers, prepare the settings, fold the boxes, and cut cakes.
End of Day 1 results: Back pain, cramped legs and a blistered foot.
Personal comment: Dark grey does make a man look good (more coughs to Dayang :P)
Day 2
Lunchtime wasn't as busy as the day before. Maybe because it was Sunday. Abang Up had the day off, instead Abang Adela was in. He was the one who hired me. He taught me how to prepare cakes like NY Cheese and Caramel Cheese. Day 2 was less hectic. However, the Cold War between the barista guy and me started to arise. That guy really need to learn how to speak nicer.
End of Day 2 results: Back pain, cramped legs and still blistering foot.
Personal comment: Boys will always be boys, regardless the age and position.
Day 3
I was several minutes late. I think everyone was wondering whether I was coming because by the time I arrived, all attentions were turned to me. Haha. The manager was in. He's a Chinese guy named Tan Bek Nam. But behind him everyone calls him Abe. Abang Up asked me to fill up a form, which is also my contract, and gave me a more proper briefing. Then after settling things with me and the store, the manager left. Cold War became much worse. I almost blew up totally. Luckily Laby gave me a job. So I went to sit at a corner quite far away from the Bob guy to do my job. Then right after I finished it, I left for Asar prayer with an incredibly scowled face. Usually I informed at least two people before I left, but that time I just told Abang Up. I really took my time, in order to cool down my temper. I think I left maybe for 40 minutes. When I returned, I noticed that everyone's face was different. Even Kak Ana came to me and asked me not to keep Bob's words to my heart. Oh well. At least I managed to brush my anger as far aside as possible and continue co-operating with him. That night he showed me how to combine cakes. And when we were doing dishes together, he asked "Seronok ke kerja sini?". I thought that for a second, and answered "Kalau awak takde baru seronok". Yes, here we use saya-awak when we're being sarcastic. He told Abang Up that, and he just chuckled at me. Haha.
End of Day 3 results: Cramped legs and recovering blistere foot.
Personal comment: Bring out your inner DoS or/and the DoS skills that you learned from someone else (in my case, Nino and Jun) to fight another DoS.
Okay, that's it for now. Heading to my fourth day later.
Oh yeah, Nico came with his mom on my third day to dine. Thanks HSBC ;)
Edit: The Cold War has ended. Bob is nicer now.
I walked in with the thought "Okay now, I'm living my dream." Haha. It was still lunchtime by the time I arrived, so everyone had their hands full. The supervisor (coughs to Dayang. Haha!) asked me to sit down for a sec while he settles his job. After a few minutes of waiting, finally he came and explains everything to me. He put me as the service staff and asked the other two service staffs to show me around and teach me to do my job. For some reason, they are called Labu and Laby. Labu is a funny guy while Laby is sweet. Then I met the kitchen staffs, the tough Kak Ana and the quiet Kak Ina, and the barista guy (who has a sharp mouth), Bob. The supervisor, Shah Naz is a nice guy, but slightly mental, just like the rest of the boys. People call him Up. He would ask Labu or Laby to teach me things whenever I was free. I learned how to serve customers, prepare the settings, fold the boxes, and cut cakes.
End of Day 1 results: Back pain, cramped legs and a blistered foot.
Personal comment: Dark grey does make a man look good (more coughs to Dayang :P)
Day 2
Lunchtime wasn't as busy as the day before. Maybe because it was Sunday. Abang Up had the day off, instead Abang Adela was in. He was the one who hired me. He taught me how to prepare cakes like NY Cheese and Caramel Cheese. Day 2 was less hectic. However, the Cold War between the barista guy and me started to arise. That guy really need to learn how to speak nicer.
End of Day 2 results: Back pain, cramped legs and still blistering foot.
Personal comment: Boys will always be boys, regardless the age and position.
Day 3
I was several minutes late. I think everyone was wondering whether I was coming because by the time I arrived, all attentions were turned to me. Haha. The manager was in. He's a Chinese guy named Tan Bek Nam. But behind him everyone calls him Abe. Abang Up asked me to fill up a form, which is also my contract, and gave me a more proper briefing. Then after settling things with me and the store, the manager left. Cold War became much worse. I almost blew up totally. Luckily Laby gave me a job. So I went to sit at a corner quite far away from the Bob guy to do my job. Then right after I finished it, I left for Asar prayer with an incredibly scowled face. Usually I informed at least two people before I left, but that time I just told Abang Up. I really took my time, in order to cool down my temper. I think I left maybe for 40 minutes. When I returned, I noticed that everyone's face was different. Even Kak Ana came to me and asked me not to keep Bob's words to my heart. Oh well. At least I managed to brush my anger as far aside as possible and continue co-operating with him. That night he showed me how to combine cakes. And when we were doing dishes together, he asked "Seronok ke kerja sini?". I thought that for a second, and answered "Kalau awak takde baru seronok". Yes, here we use saya-awak when we're being sarcastic. He told Abang Up that, and he just chuckled at me. Haha.
End of Day 3 results: Cramped legs and recovering blistere foot.
Personal comment: Bring out your inner DoS or/and the DoS skills that you learned from someone else (in my case, Nino and Jun) to fight another DoS.
Okay, that's it for now. Heading to my fourth day later.
Oh yeah, Nico came with his mom on my third day to dine. Thanks HSBC ;)
Edit: The Cold War has ended. Bob is nicer now.
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