Monday, April 03, 2006
only god knows how tired i was yesterday. maigat~ it's like shit, i felt like i busted my knees or something. anyway, yeah, my first real job man. Being a waiter at Escapade Sushi is like torture. Since I love sushi and I can't even touch and savour the juicy fish roe on them california maki's. aargh! and i don't have time to revise for my exams. sheit man. rant rant rant! *splat*
the first day felt like hell. i'm used to being a waiter at my aunt's restaurant. but being a waiter at escapade is like, totally different. it was fun, yes. but fucking tiring man. but on that day i got to meet alot of my friends; douse, afham, pal, pol, ziman. they were there for dinner with two gorgeous girls. and i even got to see abg awang gilbert again. man it's been a while. one of brunei's greatest guitarists ever. working for 10 hours per day with only 2.5 hours break in between is a real pain. but nontheless, i gain more experience in life. learning the hardships to earn my own money ( ok i sound so like shit now). when i went home, i went straight to bed. with my milo unfinished. my feet were sore, my knees felt like falling apart and my eyes just wanted to have the daily 8-hour break.
today everything went fine, until one of the staff called in sick for the night shift. bad idea man. we were short of one staff and everyone was running around taking orders and clearing tables like crazy. but then again, another great bruneian guitarist dined in for dinner with his wife. the one, the only, gimin. hahah. one thing that i really like about them, is that they are not selfish and arrogant bastards that most people think guitarists are. both abg awang and gimin recognised me and a small chat was initiated between ourselves. man it was an honour (hahaha corny shit!)
man. i really wana change jobs. one where i get paid to do what i love to do while still being able to revise. netcom! aha! netcom pays more than what i get at escapade per month. and i know this because i saw my friend't paycheck. woot~ so anyhow, i'm gona talk to the boss about quitting a.s.a.p. I don't wana work at all but I have to earn money somehow coz being broke really sux. but i need to earn money while being able to revise. and i thought about it. and netcom was the place to be. all hail netcom! please accept my job application and give me the job already! boo hoo. ayte. it's fucking late now. and i need to wake up early to pray. and then go back to sleep. and wake up again. and work. work. work. work. wo.. ..zzzzzzz.....
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