Friday, July 31, 2009 ♥ 11:09 PM
失去你的第八天， 心里（再见建祥)
It's already been eight days. Yes. It's first of August d. Kian Seong is no longer here. Wat's left is a person called Kevin.
Thursday, I went to Baskin Robbins for briefing and my first try out after college. During introduction to my supervisor, Melissa, I held back my real name by calling myself Kevin.
Eventually, on the day itself I was called Kevin the whole day by my colleagues and friends. SO happy.. X)
Alright, now I shall explain from morning till evening.
Morning, I pretended to go to college. Then when my parents left home, I returned and packed to get ready to work full day. They thought I working half day only. But i have my reasons.
So... I was at Baskin Robbins at 9am. Me, Leon, Boon Yen, Khai Sim and Yin Yee were given caps, BR shirts and aprons before start of work. Very smelly the clothes. They never wash wan... EEWW.. we kept complainin only. haha...
Then, work started. Wah.. crazy man. The queue never end man. Up to closing time there were always customers. ALWAYS! Now I will explain the sizes of the cups:
Pint - my fav coz small
Quartz - many ppl order, but not easy to scoop
1/2 Gallon - insya-allah... So much to put inside man
And of coz, Leon's Rum Raisin's DOUBLE D CUP! XD
So we started working at 9.30am. Walau, a lot of people came man. The first four orders of the day, three were mine. See how geng i am? XD
Now, let me tell you the three things that every worker does. And it goes in order too.
1. Check out customer (pretty girl? leng zai? kind or bitchy ppl? mine was last category only)
2. Pray hard... pray dam hard the size they order is Pint. If not den Quartz. No 1/2 gallon coz that will be killing.
3. Hoping customer order easy-to-scoop ice-cream.
I'll explain without exaggeration on point three now.
Some ice-cream hor, melted and froze again, so it's like a whole big ice cube. geng leh. Now, in order to scoop it up, we had to use our scooping ting and stab it as hard as we could.
The best was Very Berry Strawberry, Jamoca and Coconut. I had to do four 1/2 gallons for these flavors. Took me 20 mins to get the whole ting filled up only. I have never seen ice-cream harder than a piece of BRICK!
We had to take it out from the freezer, let it melt and then scoop the edges. Sien man. Reli wan die tat time.
Let me tell everyone this THING! There is nothing about me that looks like a Malay except my skin color. So stop using malay to communicate with me. This is how it went. Out of 10 customers, 6 spoke to me in Malay.
All these 6 were chinese.
All Malays I attended to spoke in English.
See the big difference? Malays can differentiate me. Chinese.... Not so geng.
T.T
Who came to see us? Uncle from bball court. Ze Xiang and Lucas (had lunch wif them, awesome supportive friends). Shereen (why u din buy? T.T). Kevang (thanks thanks for coming. You look way better now. Sry no time talk to you.. T.T).
The rest ar... Haiz. I called 10 ppl who said dey'll be dere. In the end only two turned up. Oh yea, practically lunch started at 4pm for me and Boon Yen. Dinner at 11pm. So whole day only had two meals. And at very awkward times.
Luckily all my colleagues are friendly. Quite funny some of them. Nice people. Helpful. My day was quite enjoyable thanks to them seriously.
*There was this malay senior, named Shamsilah, Shamsiah, Sham Cheah? I deno her name reli. She had the same looks as her. From head to toe. I came here to work my mind off and guess wat? it made me remember the times of the past only. But Shamsiah was quite nice, always helping me out and complainin at me for being soft towards customers.* sowee... I am a gentle person in general wan mar.. And no... I have no feelings for her at all. I dun have feelings for anyone else.
I am actually forcing myself to type all these despite the cuts, bruises and pain i'm suffering all over my hands. I touched dry ice too long so parts of my skin is very sensitive now and got burning sensation sometimes. T.T
By the time everything ended it was 12.30am. So I dragged myself into Yin Yee's car and had to walk back home from Khai Sim's house. Arrived home at 1.20am...
Took a nice long bath, cut the blister on my fingers (painful man!), massage and soak my fingers in hot water and then head to bed. Dam tired. OMG....
So this is a hard days work at Baskin Robbins. I don't mind working again, but I have to warn those people without tolerance. YOU WILL DIE DOING IT!!
I love this song. I know it's a bit too late and outdated. But recently I find the meaning of the lyrics suit me...
Secondhand Serenade : Your Call
