Almost a fresh start.

All right, so I have deleted all my 2006 posts. There were a total of 103 entries. I wouldn't say it was a hefty sum, but for someone like me, I suppose it was good enough.
No regrets in deleting them at all.
The first post I had for this blog was dated on 8 April, 2006. So this coming April, my blog will celebrate her three years of existence. Never thought she could actually live that long.


26 January 2009, Wednesday:

I had to work. So did Nabz.
What do we do?
We meet up, of course!

They said it was freeeking busy that morning.
What do we do?
We panicked, of course!
I mean, come on, there were so little staff on the floor that morning.

Nabz started at five, and I started 30 minutes earlier. Initially, I was doing station B. Nabz was doing A, and Mon, our greeter. Whenever the hatch bell rang, Nabz would head for the hatch and then call for me to run the food for her. So funny of her. Haha.

Then Betty came. As usual, she did bar runner.

Next came Diana, from Glass House. Since she wasn't familiar with the arrangement of our tables, she was assigned to do runner. Yes, I whined, because I had to be both a station master and a greeter. Mon had already knocked off from her morning shift. It was kind of hectic for me because I don't recall handling both B and greeter stand at night before. Anyway, yeah, I got so frustrated at one point of time, but a guest managed to say something comforting. A mere "Never mind, just take your time" lifted my spirits.

Two things to complain about:
1. DON'T SOME GUESTS KNOW HOW TO EAT GRACEFULLY?!
2. CAN'T THE GUESTS BE DECISIVE ON WHAT THEY WANT TO EAT?!
These two actions of typical customers seriously slow us down.

Thankfully Diana came down to help. She was fun to have. Honestly, she looks younger than Nabz and I, but she is already 23! How cool is that.


Well well, I've got to go prepare myself for our fishy barbecue now. I hope everything will turn out well tonight.
(I have a bad hunch.)

Nabzxzxzx darling, take care of yourself. You better hydrate yourself with gallons and gallons of wawter. We'll miss you(:



Till then!