OK!

OK! I whined too much. Pavane is not that difficult after all. It all requires practices. I really can't wait to learn my next piece: Ode to Joy. Just a short bar of Choral part. Not the opening of the movement of Symphony #9 also. I'd be a guitar god if at all I can play till the end of the movement, in GUITAR (that's about 24 minutes, I've checked in Wikipedia). I still need time to improve my skills. I'm too young for everything.

Time bomb

In the restaurant I work in, there is:

503: Code for Fried Shrimp Bomb (I think).

Hence, I deduce:

500: Code for Boss' Time Bomb.

Initial of 5-- is for snacks.


We accidentally keyed in 500 in our posting system tonight. If you still don't get what I mean, I'm going to put it in a very direct way, hoping you would not be too dumb not to understand it, no offense. We pissed Miss Wendy off today. I've came about a few hypothesis why she was pretty much angry with us, yeah I admit it's my fault. Let's roll back and review.

1. Grace was fired, I think due to the fact that she's pregnant. This was all I heard. I didn't dare to tell more than what I know. Something must've happened in the afternoon between the both of them.
1.5. I touched the cashier machine again.
2. In the Bar section, I was doing things slowly. I didn't really know how to do Bar closing. I admit, I was being a bimbo tonight.
3. All of us were rather slow, as usual, we always go back after 11.30pm.
4. From the tone she scolded me for being slow (although not loud or harsh), she has been very patient with us all these while.
5. We talk more than we work.
6. External issues that I didn't really bother listening, but from the tone I heard the bosses were talking, when I was cleaning up my section, I knew there were something that ticked her off too.

NOTE TO SELF:
1. Work then talk.
2. Bar closing - work efficiently.
3. DON'T TOUCH CASHIER MACHINE EVER! Although she didn't scold me, I DON'T DARE to see the 500 version of my boss, directed right to me.
4. If you have nothing to do in Bar, find cups to wash.
5. If all are done, grace (which I doubt that would ever happen).

***

Today during break I was rather ticked off by the waiter in KFC (which is two doors away from my workplace). This was the dialogue:

Me: Excuse me, may I know how much is Cheesy Wedges?

She: With tax, RM4.00. (Although she was not rude at all, I do not like the way she said WITH TAX)

Me: Take away has service tax too?

She: Yes :)

Me: It's ok then. Thank you. :)

She was dumbstruck altogether with the other waiters. Maybe I was ticked off because my workplace does not have government tax and of take away orders, 0% tax is charged. Never mind.

Ode to Joy, Pavane, Ballroom Blues

OH GREAT! Exam pieces are here already. Pavane is super difficult. Although it is very very short! Ironic, isn't it?

Lucky me, I am fond of Beethoven so I can play Ode to Joy pretty easily because I've heard the piece before. Ballroom Blues... Too many slurs. I hope I can do it. It is really very hard (for my standard, I mean)!

Imprints

Again, I'm imprinting on someone else. I've just left my latest previous track for about last month and here we go again with another imprint. I cannot deny the fact that I am imprinting that someone (usually... guys) because it always happens without me knowing it. My best friend, Francine wrote in her wall post and I quote, "Why is it that the heart does something, the mind doesn't understand?". I truly feel what she meant now. I don't understand my heart of imprinting this kid too. Well I barely know him and yeah, he's my colleague in my workplace. This is the second time I'm talking to him and poof, I just realized that I'm imprinting on him since the first day I've met him. Isn't it wonderful?

People, look. I am not talking about love at first sight, because love just disgusts me so much that I would rather... But I am not saying I hate to see people love each other. I totally have nothing against this. Imprinting is something like... the werewolves do in Twilight saga. They do not care whether it is love or whatever, as long as they can be there for and with their imprints.  That's what I usually undergo. Normally people break the tracks, not me sweeping it off without reasons. This is something really bad about me. It sucks!

I think I should keep calm about it and not add salt and pepper into this lightly-scented tragedy again. It always ends up as tragedy. ALWAYS.

I'm an open book, yes I know.


10 Jan 2010
Edit: OK, my tracks are fading. YES!

OFF!

YES! At (long) last, tomorrow is off day!!!! I am finally a waiter. Really tiring job but I truly enjoy it. Being in the FnB (that's food and beverages) line is unexpectedly fun. Although coming back home with limping movements due to terribly tired legs, I still am very happy working there.

Psst! Today I received RM3.50 tips! Of course not personal, people! We will share it at the end of the month. Two days ago I received RM1.00 tips and I never expected that I will ever get more than that in my life. I was smiling like a small kid towards the counter and chimed, "Yay! RM3.50 tips!!!" then my colleague reminded me, "No personal tips!". OF COURSE I know, Ida! Ha, ha.

Today there were two customers (I really liked them. They were really so polite that he put his hand around my shoulder when I was busy cleaning a table, and he gave his comments on our food and drink we served them. Of course I ran to him and asked what was wrong, and he explained politely to me. He wasn't fussy at all! REALLY COOL GUY and pretty hot too, but he was dining with his girlfriend. Sad. Er... This couple is pretty sweet together by the way. Ha, ha.) that were so polite although the food and drink were not up to their expectations. After he commented on the food and drink, I reported that to Wendy, she's a Hokkien too! The best part here is, all the business partners are really really cool and caring. I adore all of them so much. I really do!!, my manager, and she finally resorted to asking me and Ida to try out the tom yum soup a little. Ida said it was too strong and spicy, that she nearly choked due to the spiciness. Then it was my turn to try it. Swirling and smelling it like red wine, and I took a sip and rolled it in my mouth. If it wasn't my favourite wine tasting sessions, I would have chocked too! It was TOOOOOOO sour and spicy that the tom yum aroma is already gone! I explained to Wendy about how the this theory works and she was nodding along the way. I hope she really listened to me.


Don't worry, Wendy. Once I get my paycheck, I will bring another food expert from home (none other than my granny) and me to dine in there. I will then make comments to improve our company.


Tomorrow is my off day, which I don't really regard it as my off day. I have to practice for guitar lesson at 6.30pm. I have 4 more pieces, expect them to finish by tomorrow and I can continue with my exam pieces. THREE exam pieces. Luckily, I am only grade 2. Yeah, things will be harder next time.

I have amended two of four the pieces that I am going to play to my tutor, see how my "rubato" works. I hope it will not be too terrible. I always like music with rubato. Rubato is "playing with one's desire", if you may.

So, that's all about my update these few days, missing in action. Thank you for waiting. I hope there are more to come.

Dad has finally sent money to me! I can pay up for my guitar exam fee first. WOOHOO! Epic, baby!!! Then later when I get my paycheck, I will put the amount I've taken into my "piggy bank" again. I don't have to worry about guitar fees anymore for the time being.