Anatomy Of A Stupid.

Babi.

This post is dedicated to my manager. Because there really is no explanation needed sir, for you are, a babi.

14 days left.

I have to get this out.

I hate my job.

Life is at it's lowest point for me as we speak, but I still remember it all started on orientation day of my Industrial Training period. The words dim, yet too clear. For those of you who do not know yet, I'm currently undergoing my training at Parkroyal Hotel KL. The schedule was downed upon me and the first thing I noticed was, I'm assigned to work alone at KLix Lounge, the in house bar/lounge. Wai Kheng got to go to the coffee house with Tommy (lucky bastard), while Yuki and Johan (my collegemates taking Hotel Management) got assigned to Kitchen and Housekeeping respectively, while a new friend we made on the day itself, Daniel, from Sunway College is situated in HR because he is taking a course in HR.

Fine. Put me alone for a whole month, put me alone at a bar where there's only two staff members there and the customer count never exceeds 15 people (no Tom, not even when Jin was there). But bloody hell, put me alone for the whole month, and I have to start work at bloody 2pm and go back only by 10pm++? FUCK NO.

There's two sides to this for the moment. One side says wtf why everyone gets to go back by 5 the latest and I have to be THERE at 5? and the other side now says, knn why put me in the lounge, where you know you need basic serving skills (obtained by training in the coffee house)? CB! So being alone, 80% of the time not having a real job to do other than watching MTV, AND I can only leave at night leaving no space for my life and that all sums up to: Depression.

I'm not intaking food properly, I'm vomitting everytime I see food, I keep thinking of nonsense when I'm working, my idea of a "lunch break" is to go out for a drive around the city for 45 minutes just to catch a breather (probably the non-smoker's solution to smoking la), I'm forever checking on my watch and praying to dear god that another half an hour has passed, when apparently only 4 minutes did, and on top of all that; I miss her. People, I'm not only talking about rindu miss here, I mean theoretically, I can't see her at all! But oh well, we've been going on lunch breaks together recently, it's a sacrifice kinda thing I guess, thanks love!

Back to venting out my anger on my job. I requested that I please please be let to do the morning shift also known as opening, but I can understand where the manager says I can't cause opening is a one man operation and I may not know the lounge all around yet but I believe by today (I'm leaving for work in a while, it's frickin 12 on a SUNDAY people!) or tomorrow I should be able to cover everything from cashiering to prepping a Singapore Sling. Wish me luck?

Point is, I want my life back, the normal one. The one where I sleep at 12 and wake up by 6, and be back home latest by 6 where I can rest and relax, have a good old fashioned dinner outside and I quote Maynard, let my better half grow on me. I miss college. I miss college life.

I absolutely will be overjoyed when I get transferred to Wai Kheng's place this 23rd, at least Yuki will be there with me and even if she isn't, I heard the work there is shit a lot and there's many friendly staff members in the restaurant and the kitchen. When there's work, there's not much time to think of nonsense. When there's people, there's someone to erase the nonsense. I want either one, but both is fabulous. 23rd January, please be my saviour and come 16 days earlier. Please? =(

(ahh, all that bitching sure helped!)