nothing much except i'm tired,

a little grumpy cause of the long traveling [bus and walking] distance, relatively [somewhat] low pay[according to esther], [inititally] seemingly-unfriendly full-time co-worker[s] and [initially] pervy/sleezy kitchen chefs,

a little happy cause i don't i have to work sundays, the pay is not really that low [according to nono], the kitchen chefs are nicer [than imagined but there's still one whose face i JUST DON'T LIKE. HA.] and also,

'wah, wenlin, impressive eh, the way you work. and it's only your second day'

from the [initially] seemingly-unfriendly mini supervisor.

no tinge/hint of sarcasm there. open and honest sincere face.

i was very, very, very flattered. and also happy/it significantly cheered me up, because before that [at least for the whole of yesterday till today before she said that i swear i thought she hated my guts; it's the way she smiles when i ask her how to do something/where to get something]

and also good feedback from other part-timers/kitchen staff formed mini-perks along the way.

experience in the f&b industry is really an advantage i guess [i think i did my best already, considering it's day 2 and i can remember generally 99.9% of all the table numbers and maybe 80% of what the food looks like?]

but not being able to make drinks/cashier/get the bill still makes me feel weirdly handicapped.

okay i'm tired.

tomorrow is a long day;

i still have 1 reading left to kill;

sigh.

what i really hope is i get a pay rise.

[okay that's a bit unrealistic :( ]

i think hoping for money to fall from the sky will be faster.

okay.

money, please fall from the sky.

coins rolling out from the drain wouldn't be too bad too.