helloooooo (: so apparently I realised that other than Wan Ting, Terence reads my blog too. okay, like whatttt. I didn't know that, but oh well. so YAY thank you to my two loyal readers lol. Just kidding. But seriously, this blog is so dead I don't even know why I even bother to update it anymore. Oh now I know. It's because of this BLOGSKIN.
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Anyway weird thoughts aside, I really thought that I ought to talk a little about taking things for granted, or being too complacent about things. As you know, I have been working very hard at MOS burger during the holidays (woohoo fish burger!) and I guess that I've learnt a thing or two during my stay there. Most valuable one would be about taking things for granted.
Okay let's get this straight first. I'm an odd job girl (kind of). I do cashiering, controlling, and being the poor cleaner outside. Cashiering's fun. People say what they want and you go tippity-tap on the touch screen in front of you that sends the order to the kitchen. This is the first time you (sort of) get to know the customer. First glance may be: Oh, wow, a student! I bet she orders the fries meal. You will get that thought after working for quite some time. And since she is a student, you will form a rather good impression of her because, hey, you're a student as well! And you're someone that returns their trays, says thank you and you are a GRACIOUS and POLITE person.
Okay moving on to the controller. Controller's the one that 'downs' food. Like, you know, those food that are fried? yeah that's done by US. You're welcome, by the way. So anyways when the cashier receives an order that requires something to be 'downed', then she must do it herself. Or at least inform the controller to down the order. Fair? Yeah, and square too.
Last, the cleaner. Yeah, cleaners are pretty sucky jobs but someone has to do it. And that's me as well. Now going back to the cashier paragraph. Remember I talked about a female student? Yeah so what if she leaves the outlet without returning her tray, and leave all her used tissue on the table (ew)? And when you go forward to clear the table, she doesn't even look at you? That feeling sucks, I swear. I've got that countless of times from well-educated people, bosses, students, and even (DUN DUN) housewives. So you really feel like everybody's maid and when you go forward to clear the table, all you wish for is a 'thank you' and a smile. But are they fairy godmothers? No, so obviously they won't grant you your wish. They just stand up, and walk away. Hooray.
Now let's continue with the story. When you're really busy, some customer comes over and says, "Oh hey, can you come over to my table and clean that mess up for me?" Can you just glare at him and say no? Obviously not. So you nod with a forced smile. You walk over to the table and OHMYGOD it looks like a group of barbarians just feasted there. You suck it up since it's your job and clean the table. Done. Now, what if one day there were no cleaners AT ALL? You won't have anyone to ask to clean the table. You got to clean it yourself if you want it to be clean. But if everyone disposes of their own waste and whatever after eating, the table will be reasonably clean, and no requests like these will pop up. Do you start to see how important the jobs of the cleaners are? Please say yes if not I will personally bash you up in school. Okay, just kidding. but behind every 'just kidding' there's some truth. *smirks*
moral of the story? don't take things for granted. don't wait for people to clean up your mess. be gracious, and polite.
helloooooo (: so apparently I realised that other than Wan Ting, Terence reads my blog too. okay, like whatttt. I didn't know that, but oh well. so YAY thank you to my two loyal readers lol. Just kidding. But seriously, this blog is so dead I don't even know why I even bother to update it anymore. Oh now I know. It's because of this BLOGSKIN.
-
Anyway weird thoughts aside, I really thought that I ought to talk a little about taking things for granted, or being too complacent about things. As you know, I have been working very hard at MOS burger during the holidays (woohoo fish burger!) and I guess that I've learnt a thing or two during my stay there. Most valuable one would be about taking things for granted.
Okay let's get this straight first. I'm an odd job girl (kind of). I do cashiering, controlling, and being the poor cleaner outside. Cashiering's fun. People say what they want and you go tippity-tap on the touch screen in front of you that sends the order to the kitchen. This is the first time you (sort of) get to know the customer. First glance may be: Oh, wow, a student! I bet she orders the fries meal. You will get that thought after working for quite some time. And since she is a student, you will form a rather good impression of her because, hey, you're a student as well! And you're someone that returns their trays, says thank you and you are a GRACIOUS and POLITE person.
Okay moving on to the controller. Controller's the one that 'downs' food. Like, you know, those food that are fried? yeah that's done by US. You're welcome, by the way. So anyways when the cashier receives an order that requires something to be 'downed', then she must do it herself. Or at least inform the controller to down the order. Fair? Yeah, and square too.
Last, the cleaner. Yeah, cleaners are pretty sucky jobs but someone has to do it. And that's me as well. Now going back to the cashier paragraph. Remember I talked about a female student? Yeah so what if she leaves the outlet without returning her tray, and leave all her used tissue on the table (ew)? And when you go forward to clear the table, she doesn't even look at you? That feeling sucks, I swear. I've got that countless of times from well-educated people, bosses, students, and even (DUN DUN) housewives. So you really feel like everybody's maid and when you go forward to clear the table, all you wish for is a 'thank you' and a smile. But are they fairy godmothers? No, so obviously they won't grant you your wish. They just stand up, and walk away. Hooray.
Now let's continue with the story. When you're really busy, some customer comes over and says, "Oh hey, can you come over to my table and clean that mess up for me?" Can you just glare at him and say no? Obviously not. So you nod with a forced smile. You walk over to the table and OHMYGOD it looks like a group of barbarians just feasted there. You suck it up since it's your job and clean the table. Done. Now, what if one day there were no cleaners AT ALL? You won't have anyone to ask to clean the table. You got to clean it yourself if you want it to be clean. But if everyone disposes of their own waste and whatever after eating, the table will be reasonably clean, and no requests like these will pop up. Do you start to see how important the jobs of the cleaners are? Please say yes if not I will personally bash you up in school. Okay, just kidding. but behind every 'just kidding' there's some truth. *smirks*
moral of the story? don't take things for granted. don't wait for people to clean up your mess. be gracious, and polite.
Situated in the sunny island of Singapore, Jolene recently (is 2 years considered recent?) graduated from university and is now working in a job she never expected herself to hold. Besides having frequent quarter-life crises, she also indulges in video games, anime, and aesthetic korean girls documenting their life in vlogs.
Although not as eloquent with words, she still aims to try her best to bring across her thoughts to the Internet.
