Where are those words?

(In British accent.)

I have all the time in the world
(I wish you had it too)
to ramble and babble the happenings of today.

I revi'alised myself with a bar of Hershey's chocolate and a glass of lukewarm wa'er. You always need something healthy to write off the guilt of having a chocolate bar. My partners today were none other than May Ann and Bet'y, and Lynette. It had been a long time since I last worked with her. She's like the elder sister I never had.

I had a gut feeling I would be appoin'ed as bar runner today since I was supposed to clock in at 1300. I managed to talk myself round, that I could relax this afternoon, being a bar runner. However, it wouldn't make any sense. After all, Bet'y is always the bar runner.
All the bet'er.
I was deployed as runner and in-charged of station A.
Despite being a Friday, 'busy' doesn't seem to fit in here. (Can't say the same for night shift.)

Several tables caught my attention and left me an impression.

Table 03:
A couple, probably in their mid-fifties.
Semi-formally dressed.
What got me noticing them was their MSP-ish feel.
I had to bring in some guests, and of course, I had to go through the same procedure by repeating thesoupofthedayitem86recommendationspromotions. Apart from maintaining eye contact with them, I was also ensuring I wasn't oblivious to my surroundings. Apparently, I caught them staring and nodding.
Were they on pills? Haha.

Table 38/39:
Three glut'ons. Apparently not. They just look like it. One of which simply cannot stop staring. No, there is nothing to blow horns about. It made my toes curled and I felt very uneasy, and no, I am not implying that he has designs on me. Come on, who are we trying to kid. Whenever I caught his vision by accident, I would knit my eyebrows together. It just bewildered me too much. Perhaps I look like his long-lost mother. Either that, or he was trying to craft a plan to steal from our cash machine. So fellow fisherians, beware. We have to be on our toes and stay vigilant. Roger?

Table 06:
A mother with a child. After placing her order with Lynette, she got me over and requested me to change her chips that comes with Fish & Chips to rice. She was really polite and I was more than willing to inform the kitchen about the change. When I got back to her with her food, she said, "Oh, that is very nice. Thank you."
I was glad she appreciated it even though I thought nothing of my gesture.
We often have cases like such -changing of starch, but more often than not, we don't get responses this gracious.

Mhars is fretting over that night's deployment.
Jean approaches Mhars.
(Five seconds later.)
Mhars: You think tonight's gonna be busy uh?
Jean: Friday night. Ya.
Mhars: Yaaa, Friday night. Shit.
Mhars: Darling uh, do you think you can work tonight, 6 to 11? Greeter.
Jean: Huh. Can, but I don't wanna be greeter.
Mhars: Okay okay, Ashaari be greeter. You do B.
Jean: Okay.
Mhars: Ashaari be greeter?
Jean: *laughs*
Mhars: Okay. May Ann will do A. Then Nadz be floater.
Jean nods and walks away.

I am clueless to why I can remember this conversation that vividly. It's funny.

Ephraim came by to pick Lynette up for a movie. Boy, has it been ages since I last saw him too. Once Lynette left, I had to tend the floor alone. Noor came down for an in'erview anyway, through Leonard's recommendation, I reckon.

I had been informed by Charie that someone may drop by for audit/ OAS. I was uptight initially, but lit'le did I expect this mysterious person to be nice. Technically, I didn't speak a word to him, vice versa. Like Charie, he is a Filipino. Either that, or he had taken up their na'ive language and is well-versed in it. Just so you know, I have heard he is a supervisor/ manager at Jurong Point's outlet. When he left, he merely just raised his brows, creased his forehead and smiled goodbye.

So anyway, when I first realised that Jun and Wong will be working tonight as well, I gasped, but my thoughts were neutral.
"Gosh, the brothers."
We all know how Wong is like. Constantly trying to make dir'y and flir'y jokes with all the female staffs. We all know how funny he can get with all his nonsense since they are simply casual remarks. So here are some hilarious abs'racts, for memory sake.

I went into the ki'chen along with Jun and Wong to take our share of staff meal. Before Wong engaged in a conversation with me, I was at the other side, going to scoop some rice first.

Jean: Leonard. Do me a favour.
Leonard: What?
Jean: Help me hold on to this.
Jean scoops rice.
Jean: Okay, thank you.
Leonard: You take so little, might as well don't take. Waste my strength.
Jean: *laughs*

Then I went over to get the dishes.

Wong: What are you waiting for?
Jean: Huh?
Wong: Spoon.
Jean: Oh! Yeah.
Jean approaches the door.
Wong: Use this one lah. Not mine. I haven't take.
Jean: Never mind. You can take it.
Wong: No, not mine lah. I don't know whose one. Just now already here.
Jean: Oh, okay.

Using the spoon, I took some egg, with onions slices. ONION SLICES! I was aware of it, but it just didn't strike me to not take the egg.

Wong: Eh, you want egg or not?
Jean: Aren't I taking them now?
Wong: Ya. No, not this one.
Wong: You know that one, with the yellow yellow in the middle and white thing outside.
Jean: Oh, that. Sunny-side-up.
Wong: Yeah, I think it's that one.
Jean: Why?
Wong: If you want, you say one time, I go make for you.
Jean: Huh? No, don't have to.

Jean: Can do me a favour?
Wong: What?
Jean: Take that for me, please. *points at garlic lemon butter*
Wong: Can.. Anything for my future girlfriend.

Wong is doing coordinator at that moment when Nadz and I are standing at the hatch.
Jean: Lemon butter.
Wong: What the fuck you want?
Jean: Lemon butter.
Wong: Sorry sorry, I thought you Betty.
Jean: Never mind.
Nadz: Bastard sia.
Wong: Sorry uh sorry.
Jean: Never mind.

These are only few jokes he made. You have no idea how many girls he has ever harassed. Few other girls he enjoys teasing would be Nabilah, and Hanah.

Wong: (to Jean) Eh, you stead with me uh.
Wong: Then we go out on Valentine's Day. No need to work.
Jean: *laughs*
Farhan: *laughs*
Wong: (to Betty) Eh Betty, you stead with with me then Valentine's Day no need to work.
Jean: *laughs*
Farhan: *laughs*

Wong: Eh Jean, you tired not?
Jean: No.
Wong: If you tired, I can give you Thai massage.
Jean: No, thank you. *laughs*
Wong: Hanah, you want or not?
Hanah: No.
Wong: First, I would go..
(We shall not go into that, shall we?)
Hanah: No.

You have no idea how hilarious such moments can get. Hahaha.

We shan't digress, so back to my egg. I ate egg with ONIONS! You may want to applaud, you know. So anyway, Nadz briefed us. Us included Eric, Ashaari and May Ann. He expected more people on the floor, though. I had to hit 15 sales of complete meal. UNFORTUNATELY, I failed to reach it by a mere margin of one sale. I was so disappoin'ed in myself. This was actually my first time having a serious target to hit and I failed myself. It's like when I kept track of my complete meals, I got lesser sales than usual. Suggesting complete meal is a routine for me all these while, so whatever it is, this minor setback won't put me down. Woohoo..

No doubt it was a fun night. I managed to keep my spirits high, which was a m i r a c l e. I didn't really have a moment of irritation and it stunned me. We had a birthday rap led by you-know-who. Like who else can it be? I star'ed pulling out the ball out of the strap of their lanyards. In other words, I loosened the lanyards. Nadz merely screamed. Ash's reaction was classic. When I did that to him, he would shrug his shoulders and bring his head close to them. Yes, picture it.

I was glad I was useful on the floor.
However, when I wanted them to join me in my ritual to worship me, they refused. Do you call this appreciation?
Hahaha.

I should think this is the most substantial post I have ever produced in my history of blogging.
W
O
W
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My Bri'ish accent is absurd.



I am getting so tired now. I bet you are too -having to read such lengthy post (if you ever did).

Goodnight.
You're here.