Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Sunday, March 22, 2009

Performing necropsy.

I suppose I am still not independent enough. I should be utterly ashamed of myself, really. I felt so intimidated standing alone in the middle of the crowd, feeling like a Lilliputian on the ground of an immense planet. I was panic-stricken, so I rushed soulmate to hasten to Whitesands, where we arranged to meet.

She eventually arrived, and we went off to Tampines Mall for our lunch. The entire process of dining in at Pizza Hut was a comical one, from monetary issues to the dining experience. After much deliberation, I have decided to heed soulmate's warning and not post about the process.

Right after our lunch, we went down to Fish & Co. Farhan was at station D, all fast asleep, and snoozing really soundly. I was so afraid we may wake him up unintentionally. I was aghast upon seeing the initial deployment. I was being designated as runner and station master, on a SATURDAY NIGHT. I got extremely worried and kept grumbling on and on, until Ash made slight amendments to the deployment. I was assigned as station master for B. What a relief!

Soulmate's shift was an hour earlier than mine, so I had sixty minutes of idling time. I entered the kitchen to chat with Leonard, and when an order was being processed, he emboldened me to help him with the grilled calamari. Farhan came in to bid farewell, and that hug was for good luck and encouragement, to brace me for the fearful night to come.

Leonard asked me to down one New York (fry the dory fillet that is stuffed with Parmesan cheese), and I was jittery about that because Khai was there. Everyone is aware that Khai can fry the straightest fish in town. How can I embarrass myself in front of a master?
Leonard: Just go.
Jean: I don't want uh. He's here.
Khai: Never mind.
Jean: Huh..
Leonard: Faster, faster.
Jean: Okay, okay. Fine.


I mustered all my courage I have cultivated for centuries, and I fried a New York. It turned out surprisingly presentable, and I did not disappoint myself for once. That was the first fish I have ever fried that made me satisfied with myself. I set up the dish, and it was all ready to go! You have absolutely no idea how much that meant to me, I was insanely delighted. Whatever it is, this is ultimately not my priority yet.

The floor was manageable tonight and I was really glad. My shift was extended to eleven, which indicated that I had to close my own station. That was totally reasonable since I have to be responsible for my station, and this was what I am most willing to accept.

To sum it all up, today was better than what I had foreseen. I am grateful to that. I hope tomorrow will not be a letdown.



GOOSENUTS.

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