Things are probably not going to go well for me in my working life...
Last week I was warned by my Chef Trainer that I might get fired by the management.... well she didn't actually say I will get fired, more of a general warning that the management might fire people who have "inflexible" work hours. What she was trying to tell me essentially is that the company wants to have full control of everyone's work schedule, so if they want me to work at night, I will not be in the position to say "No" otherwise I won't have a position in the restaurant anymore.
I am currently only working the morning shift because I really don't want to go home in the evening during peak hours and also morning shift is really the most peaceful shift to get as a Pastry Cook because no one orders desserts in the afternoon, well no one really orders desserts during dinner time as well from what I have deduced when the chef trainer ask me to prepare less batter.... like a lot less than normal. The total amount of dessert order we had on the first week was less than the amount of desserts the batter I prepare in the morning could make for a day.
So I do get really bored in the morning when I am awaiting new orders, because all I do is wait and stare at the shoppers that walk past the time, sometimes I get so bored I start helping the hot kitchen clean up their used utensils, which in turn causes my eczema to flare up like a bitch thanks the to dish washing liquids.
Today I went for my driving Theory Practice and Evaluation. I failed the latter because I didn't have enough time to complete the former. I actually failed by one question... so depressing because the instructor actually allowed me to complete my Practice after he saw me fail my evaluation and I realized I could have probably gotten at least a 95% passing mark had I gone through the entire Practice run.
Going through the entire Practice in one seating is probably not going to be sufficient though, we had 4 booklets to go through within 45 minutes, the first three has 70 questions and the last has 40... which gives us a total of 250 questions. I know I am really fast when it comes to taking exam papers in School, I can literally finish my math paper in under and hour and have an additional hour and 45 minutes trying my hardest to fall asleep but failing horribly... like the math paper I just completed in under an hour.... but I can't go through 250 questions in 45 minutes... even if they are all MCQs.
So now I have to re-book another Theory Evaluation time slot, except I can't at this point in time because I still have yet to receive the work schedule for this week. Messaged my Chef Trainer at 6.30pm to ask if i have any schedule for tomorrow and she has yet to reply. Silence usually means consent, but in this case it's probably a sign that I am one step closer to getting fired.
Monday 25 November 2013
Tuesday 19 November 2013
Inconsiderate Aunty
Today while heading for work, I decided to take the train instead of the direct bus because the direct bus has always disappointed me and come late, well I was late today as well but that's not the point, so one thing I did not realized about taking the train during the peak hour is that... I am taking a train during peak hour, so there were a shit load of people who were, like myself, heading to town for work.
I decided to give the first train a miss due to the amount of people who were boarding and squeezing themselves into the train so desperately like a can of sardines.And when the second train came, like the first, it was pretty crowded as well, but at least I was still able to fit into the train without having to breath down someone's neck and vice versa.
As I was boarding the train, I felt someone was pushing from the back, and I could faintly hear someone at the back complaining, and because I was had my earphones on, I could only catch that person going....
....in a very annoyed tone.
Turns out behind me and some other guy, there was this fucking impatient Aunty who couldn't wait to get on the train, so she decided to just push EVERYONE who was in front of her into the crowded train. Bloody inconsiderate bitch was not only pushing, but at the same time complaining that we were moving so slowly.
And unfortunately for the guy who was standing behind me, something got caught in one of his shoes so when he tried to remove it, his shoe accidentally brushed against that inconsiderate Aunty's dress twice, and I don't know if it was because her vaginal cavity was in the process of drying up because she's getting old or because her husband cheated on her with a prettier. younger, better tempered woman or maybe her kids decided to empty out her bank account and gamble all her life savings away, but she lost her shit and started scolding the guy.
The guy was of course smart enough to just ignore her... and the lady just stopped shouting and started sulking at one corner like the bitter bitch that she was when she realize the guy couldn't be bothered with her ramblings... I know she was sulking because I saw her reflection on the glass panel of the train doors. It's never wise to argue back with this kind of stupid aunties... it only makes you angrier, the only thing they will do is to keep shouting and shouting and shouting the same old thing like some fucking Pokemon speaking by repeating it's own name.
She's kinda stupid to start with, I mean the train is bloody full, people are in the process of adjusting themselves in the train to make space for the others who are entering, well the considerate ones as least because some just stand there like some fucking statue, so the last thing they need is some stupid bitch rushing that process, my personal space, along with a few other commuters were invaded today because of one inconsiderate Aunty.
This is actually the first time I have seen someone who's so inconsiderate and so vocal at the same time, the past few I have witnessed are usually the quiet ones who just either cut your queue or push you aside without apologizing because you are in their way.
I decided to give the first train a miss due to the amount of people who were boarding and squeezing themselves into the train so desperately like a can of sardines.And when the second train came, like the first, it was pretty crowded as well, but at least I was still able to fit into the train without having to breath down someone's neck and vice versa.
As I was boarding the train, I felt someone was pushing from the back, and I could faintly hear someone at the back complaining, and because I was had my earphones on, I could only catch that person going....
"Just get in lah, Move faster lah."
....in a very annoyed tone.
Turns out behind me and some other guy, there was this fucking impatient Aunty who couldn't wait to get on the train, so she decided to just push EVERYONE who was in front of her into the crowded train. Bloody inconsiderate bitch was not only pushing, but at the same time complaining that we were moving so slowly.
And unfortunately for the guy who was standing behind me, something got caught in one of his shoes so when he tried to remove it, his shoe accidentally brushed against that inconsiderate Aunty's dress twice, and I don't know if it was because her vaginal cavity was in the process of drying up because she's getting old or because her husband cheated on her with a prettier. younger, better tempered woman or maybe her kids decided to empty out her bank account and gamble all her life savings away, but she lost her shit and started scolding the guy.
The guy was of course smart enough to just ignore her... and the lady just stopped shouting and started sulking at one corner like the bitter bitch that she was when she realize the guy couldn't be bothered with her ramblings... I know she was sulking because I saw her reflection on the glass panel of the train doors. It's never wise to argue back with this kind of stupid aunties... it only makes you angrier, the only thing they will do is to keep shouting and shouting and shouting the same old thing like some fucking Pokemon speaking by repeating it's own name.
She's kinda stupid to start with, I mean the train is bloody full, people are in the process of adjusting themselves in the train to make space for the others who are entering, well the considerate ones as least because some just stand there like some fucking statue, so the last thing they need is some stupid bitch rushing that process, my personal space, along with a few other commuters were invaded today because of one inconsiderate Aunty.
This is actually the first time I have seen someone who's so inconsiderate and so vocal at the same time, the past few I have witnessed are usually the quiet ones who just either cut your queue or push you aside without apologizing because you are in their way.
Saturday 16 November 2013
Did something good today. Don't feel good about it.
Today while I was doing some baking, the door bell rang.
I wasn't available at that time to open the door so my maid went to do it.
The last time I needed her to open the door was when a package of mine was being delivered and since I wasn't home, I thought she would at least answer the door.... she didn't, I don't know if it's because she was cleaning the car or whatever but she did not and I received a call from the guy while I was outside, telling me he has no choice but to leave the package at the door.
So from that point on, I thought she will probably never open the door for anyone unless it was someone she knows, I was wrong because today, the person who was ringing the door bell was those door to door donations drive people... AND SHE NOT ONLY ANSWERS THE DOOR, SHE FREAKING LETS THE PERSON INTO THE HOUSE LIKE SHE WAS SOME HONORED GUEST.
Unfortunately for me, and fortunately for that donation person, I find it hard to say "No".... especially when they are blabbering at my face about what their charity is and what their charity is working towards, I mean it's kinda rude when they are talking halfway and you just go...
So most of the time I will wait for them to finish speaking before I reject them, the only problem with that is that it's also equally rude, so I will always end up taking out my wallet and offering them the minimum donation of $10 begrudgingly, which is ridiculous because they are asking for help but they have the audacity to tell you that you must donate at least this amount.
Well the girl today was selling calenders, at $15 a piece.... she's probably only in Secondary School and I felt bad for her so I bought it.
Initially I asked if she had change for $20 because that was all the notes I had left... her reply was..
My gawd...I am asking for change, not if I can donate more. So annoying. Ended up having to dig my bag for loose change. Felt so stupid after she left, it's the same feeling I get when I go on Steam, buy a game at full price and only realize the next day that it will be on the Summer Sales at 90% off.
None of this would have happened had my maid decided to treat the little girl the same way she treated the delivery man.
I wasn't available at that time to open the door so my maid went to do it.
The last time I needed her to open the door was when a package of mine was being delivered and since I wasn't home, I thought she would at least answer the door.... she didn't, I don't know if it's because she was cleaning the car or whatever but she did not and I received a call from the guy while I was outside, telling me he has no choice but to leave the package at the door.
So from that point on, I thought she will probably never open the door for anyone unless it was someone she knows, I was wrong because today, the person who was ringing the door bell was those door to door donations drive people... AND SHE NOT ONLY ANSWERS THE DOOR, SHE FREAKING LETS THE PERSON INTO THE HOUSE LIKE SHE WAS SOME HONORED GUEST.
Unfortunately for me, and fortunately for that donation person, I find it hard to say "No".... especially when they are blabbering at my face about what their charity is and what their charity is working towards, I mean it's kinda rude when they are talking halfway and you just go...
So most of the time I will wait for them to finish speaking before I reject them, the only problem with that is that it's also equally rude, so I will always end up taking out my wallet and offering them the minimum donation of $10 begrudgingly, which is ridiculous because they are asking for help but they have the audacity to tell you that you must donate at least this amount.
Well the girl today was selling calenders, at $15 a piece.... she's probably only in Secondary School and I felt bad for her so I bought it.
Initially I asked if she had change for $20 because that was all the notes I had left... her reply was..
"Oh for $20 we have the bigger calender."
My gawd...I am asking for change, not if I can donate more. So annoying. Ended up having to dig my bag for loose change. Felt so stupid after she left, it's the same feeling I get when I go on Steam, buy a game at full price and only realize the next day that it will be on the Summer Sales at 90% off.
None of this would have happened had my maid decided to treat the little girl the same way she treated the delivery man.
Sunday 10 November 2013
Awesome colleague. (A need to rant)
Work in the kitchen has started and everything would have been as I had anticipated except for one thing... my pastry kitchen partner.
Before I applied for this job, or even applied for at-sunrice, I knew from the get go that life in the kitchen is going to be a very tiring and hectic job, and for the longest time, I have been mentally preparing myself for it, what I did not anticipate having to prepare was to get a colleague in the pastry kitchen, who works with me on the pastry production, to have the attitude of a 12 year old talkative kid.
She's only 4 years younger than me and I have only worked with her for about 2 days in the kitchen and already I can't stand her personality.
Firstly, she's a fucking tattle tail.. .
Today, after lining a ramekin with sugar for souffle making, instead of putting the excess sugar back into the sugar bag, I threw it into the basin because the sugar is already covered in butter, because I shouldn't really be putting it back into the bag of sugar lest it gets contaminated, and mind you it's only a tiny bit left... putting it back isn't going to make a difference.
And it so happens that she sees it and she starts to question me, asking me why I threw the sugar away like I had just killed her dog. So I said it was dirty and that it shouldn't be mixed with the clean sugar, of course she decided in her head that that wasn't a satisfying answer and she kept questioning me like I broke some sort of cardinal rule.
A few minutes later after that fiasco, I thought she would just put that horrible life changing experience behind us and just go on with preparing the next batch of bake items.... NO. As soon as the chef trainer comes, she decides to rat me out, and she ratted me out with a passion...
over and OVER AND OVER AGAIN.... as if the chef trainer was deaf, and the chef trainer actually went... "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay" like a cop trying to talk down a person who's about to jump off a building.
Fucking immature.
Secondly, she lacks common sense to the point it's just borderline stupid.
We were suppose to prepare cake batter for pancakes today and so I decided to multiply the batches we made by two, she got so confused as to why I was doing that that I had to slowly explain it to her. This was all in front of a different, much stricter chef trainer who was inspecting us... and she kept blaming me because she couldn't understand what I was doing. I actually got so impatient with her I started to respond back to her with an extremely annoyed tone that I actually felt my face getting warm because I was so pissed off with her stupidity.
You have a fucking brain... use it.
Thirdly. She's bossy even though we are in the same position. Plus she lacks common sense...which makes her bossiness even more unbearable.
So whenever she uses finish something, like a spatula, she shoves it in my direction and expects me to take it from her hand and put it away, and not a single word of thanks. And I do it every time because the chef trainers are around so I don't want to look like a prick....yet.
Sometimes it's equipment and sometimes it's rubbish, and the rubbish bin is literally behind her, yet she passes it to me, forcing me have to walk AROUND her to throw it away and then back AROUND her again to get back to my station.
I mean I was quite patient yesterday but today I just had to tell her to hold on to it first because there's no point making me walk back and forth when there are still so many things that needs to be thrown away. Use some common sense at least.
The thing that really made me thought of her as someone I don't want to work with is that she doesn't take responsibility for her actions.
When she does something wrong, she points it at me.
When she wants something to be done, she ask me to do it.
When she isn't sure of something, she asks me, and when I don't she gets annoyed by it, as if I should know where the fucking things are, I mean are you fucking stupid (yes), I started the same time as you... why aren't you getting annoyed at yourself for being so stupid.
I actually had to tell the manager to slot me in a time slot where I will be working alone for most of the time... or if it's really bad, shift me to another branch because people like her are seriously rare to come by so the chances of me meeting another one who has her kind of attitude is slim, I hope. I mean I haven't seen her kind since Primary School, to think that her kind of attitude would outlive her teen years is pretty incredible.
I'm not hating what I'm doing, I'm just hating the fact that I have to do what I'm doing with her.
Before I applied for this job, or even applied for at-sunrice, I knew from the get go that life in the kitchen is going to be a very tiring and hectic job, and for the longest time, I have been mentally preparing myself for it, what I did not anticipate having to prepare was to get a colleague in the pastry kitchen, who works with me on the pastry production, to have the attitude of a 12 year old talkative kid.
She's only 4 years younger than me and I have only worked with her for about 2 days in the kitchen and already I can't stand her personality.
Firstly, she's a fucking tattle tail.. .
Today, after lining a ramekin with sugar for souffle making, instead of putting the excess sugar back into the sugar bag, I threw it into the basin because the sugar is already covered in butter, because I shouldn't really be putting it back into the bag of sugar lest it gets contaminated, and mind you it's only a tiny bit left... putting it back isn't going to make a difference.
And it so happens that she sees it and she starts to question me, asking me why I threw the sugar away like I had just killed her dog. So I said it was dirty and that it shouldn't be mixed with the clean sugar, of course she decided in her head that that wasn't a satisfying answer and she kept questioning me like I broke some sort of cardinal rule.
A few minutes later after that fiasco, I thought she would just put that horrible life changing experience behind us and just go on with preparing the next batch of bake items.... NO. As soon as the chef trainer comes, she decides to rat me out, and she ratted me out with a passion...
"He threw the sugar away, he didn't put it back in the bag leh!"
over and OVER AND OVER AGAIN.... as if the chef trainer was deaf, and the chef trainer actually went... "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay" like a cop trying to talk down a person who's about to jump off a building.
Fucking immature.
Secondly, she lacks common sense to the point it's just borderline stupid.
We were suppose to prepare cake batter for pancakes today and so I decided to multiply the batches we made by two, she got so confused as to why I was doing that that I had to slowly explain it to her. This was all in front of a different, much stricter chef trainer who was inspecting us... and she kept blaming me because she couldn't understand what I was doing. I actually got so impatient with her I started to respond back to her with an extremely annoyed tone that I actually felt my face getting warm because I was so pissed off with her stupidity.
You have a fucking brain... use it.
Thirdly. She's bossy even though we are in the same position. Plus she lacks common sense...which makes her bossiness even more unbearable.
So whenever she uses finish something, like a spatula, she shoves it in my direction and expects me to take it from her hand and put it away, and not a single word of thanks. And I do it every time because the chef trainers are around so I don't want to look like a prick....yet.
Sometimes it's equipment and sometimes it's rubbish, and the rubbish bin is literally behind her, yet she passes it to me, forcing me have to walk AROUND her to throw it away and then back AROUND her again to get back to my station.
I mean I was quite patient yesterday but today I just had to tell her to hold on to it first because there's no point making me walk back and forth when there are still so many things that needs to be thrown away. Use some common sense at least.
The thing that really made me thought of her as someone I don't want to work with is that she doesn't take responsibility for her actions.
When she does something wrong, she points it at me.
When she wants something to be done, she ask me to do it.
When she isn't sure of something, she asks me, and when I don't she gets annoyed by it, as if I should know where the fucking things are, I mean are you fucking stupid (yes), I started the same time as you... why aren't you getting annoyed at yourself for being so stupid.
I actually had to tell the manager to slot me in a time slot where I will be working alone for most of the time... or if it's really bad, shift me to another branch because people like her are seriously rare to come by so the chances of me meeting another one who has her kind of attitude is slim, I hope. I mean I haven't seen her kind since Primary School, to think that her kind of attitude would outlive her teen years is pretty incredible.
I'm not hating what I'm doing, I'm just hating the fact that I have to do what I'm doing with her.
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