Tuesday, December 04, 2007

My first day at work has been... hell. My legs are practically falling apart because some idiot tourist Tom gave a hellishly long speech and in return, the stupid tour guide had to give one speech back reminding every member of what they have been through over the last 26 days. And I had to stand there because that's supposedly the Raffles service. I mean, they don't even take notice of me.

My arms are also falling apart from carrying over 20 extremely heavy ceramic plates on a 4 kg tray that's too big and bulky for comfort.

Well, at least the people there are ok, except the manager who's really damn fucked up with his way with people. I wonder why he's in the service industry.

I'm really beat right now, although I'd really like to continue about how the cover and undercover is too different things. But I'm going to take a rest because I have to go again tomorrow... and tomorrow... and tomorrow.

I, Jorji, do not fear hell because I have been through this.