A little too late for this post since it should have been done last night, but the sucking internet and my entirely tired body kept me from it. Yeah~~~, it's as tired as always, especially after you carried like 25 rounds of draught beer, countless times of juices, and certainly more than one each time. I learn that the balance act is deemed important for a butler (okay, waitress/ waiter) Imagine, when ur old good bro was bugging you with his annoying words, you lost your mind one second and Choang~~~~~ one goblet was gone. In fact, I dont need to pay for it despite the teasing face of duty manager repeating 25$ onwards, I still feet pretty guilty plus sorry about it, and it's killing me....
But think of the bright side, it showed me how much Hubby concerns about me. He reminded me not to get hurt by myself, isnt it sweet?!!!! And when I asked whether I should carry the container of dirty goblets and cups, he raised his voice voluntarily: "Let me do it!!". Ahhh, have i told you lately that I luve gentlemen!!!! But the sad part was when I confirmed with him about our relationship, he just showed no interest at all, as his words went along: We'd better be friends, as it makes me feel comfortable..Yeah~~~ I know it's human's nature, people are prone to avoid risk, they'r afraid of losing. We all want to do the easy way, so let it be, I dont mind adventuring once, but since it's your wish, guess I jus leave you time to think, and hopefully, to reconsider...
Another important event happened yesterday, it's the unison of the GM's relatives. They gathered together in the Stateroom, which surprised me at first by the unusual appearance of Shaffie, Ruben, Das and Raja - They're all in chef uniforms!!!! I let my mouth satisfied its amazement for a while, then was commanded to bring all the courses to the room. Four of us, Joyce, Elmo, Wilson and I lined up at the main kitchen, eagerly waiting for the dishes to be garnished by the staff and bring them up to serve those VIP guests. It's totally an experience. The way they retouched the food, like braised duck, soup and dessert was jus way too kool to be described!!!! Yet those stupid big pocket people didnt appreciate it, or in other words, didnt know how to treasure their gastronomy extravaganza. I feel sorry for them, hope somebody can teach them how to enjoy their life more than wasting their food and $$$ like that.
Lesson time: Once again, I let my temptation embarrass me. Last night, I was so exhausted and hungry after 10.30 something since the guests hadnt left. Not too far away, The dessert counters were so enticing. I made my guts to run over the ice cream bar and asked the auntie to take some chocolate and vanilla. Without hesitation and thinking twice (I should have!!!!) I ran all the way through Terrace to the back area behind V1. And by accident, I heard one of the guest whispering "Enjoy huh?!" I was stunned, but I kept walking briskly, as if I didnt catch it. When I was actually enjoying my ice cream, I thought about those words, and feel shameful of what I was doing. I feel I was such a filthy rat that stole somebody food and eat in horror.The ice cream that I had expected to be extremely yummie now melting like cold ice in my throat with not much impressive taste. I couldnt have done differently. I could have been more patient to wait at least until the guests all left (well, in this case, they all left after 11pm so I forgave myself about it very soon) But when Das and Balan discovered my little dirty secret, while both of them were eating right inside V1, I felt funny, and wanna laugh myself to death =)) We're all in the same boat, so what's there to worry about?! Jus go with the flow and life would be much easier, dont you think?
Anyway, my achievement yesterday was obvious: I did a great job of upselling for more than 20 fruit juice and almost 30 glasses of draught beer. That's why I deserved 5$ tips (why only 5$ and not even from the same group, but who the hell cares^"^). There was this guest who asked me if I were Korean, I smile pleasantly back to deny it, and he's so surprised. Well I guess all of my encounters found it surprising about the fact that I'm a Vietnamese, and that kinda makes me wonder if my origin is Vietnamese, not haft blood~~~~
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