the smell of beans and peals of laughter

When i was in Melbourne, i took on a job as a waitress with just a meager pay of 30 Aussie A DAY on weekends at Peggy's family-runned cafe in the suburbs. Some of you must be wondering as to why i would even consider working there considerin the pay. But it isn't about the money and i was poor back then.

In all honesty i wouldn't mind working there for free...

I got to spend time with my bbf(bestest best friend) and the best times of my uni life was spent in the that cafe with the constant smell of coffee beans that permeated throughout the place. I would even smell of beans after i left.

I would work with Pegs on Saturdays. I took the train and arrived at 1030. I would come in late most of the time and peggy would have already set up the cafe for business for the day. Our usual client in the morning,would be a weird old lady who has the worst eating ettiquette i have ever seen on a woman with bits of food falling onto her blouse and the sofa. We would mutter curses at her and Peggy would tell me past experiences of this lady who would often make unusual and ridiculous demands ("Could you heat up the tomato slices in my sandwhich?"). After she leaves, we were burdened with the task of cleaning up her mess. Even other customers found her alitte....off.

Then there were the regular normal few.....the only ones i remembered,a gay man who used to hit on the cafe ex-chef(always latte with soy milk), a china student (regular coffee on the go),some indonesian couples or families with their dogs....

But it was never overpacked with customers and it wasnt always too empty. If it was which is usually at the end of the day Peggy and i were left doing nothing and that's dangerous.

We would come up with all sort of weird and disgusting coffee conconctions, sneak bites or sips on the cakes or cookies or beverages, experiment with matches and aluminium foils (we made mini-rockets) but we were usually talking and roaring with laughter till we choked or when Peggy's mom would reprimand us via the intercom. My best times laughing or crying behind the coffee making machine counter in that small cafe in the quiet suburbs with sun shining through the tall windows and that delicious smell of coffee beans.

All i worried about back then was whether we managed to get all the slugs out of the cabbages we were assigned to chop to how much carrots i could slice up within the hour or whether there was enough milk in the fridge!

How simple it was back then....

My poor feet

My daemon is a white ferret..........................I hate ferrets.They're destructive little critters.

Mindless test I took from the Golden Compass movie website. The movie is due to be out in December starring Nicole Kidman and Daniel Craig.

Nothing today. Just that i was so busy that the minute i got into office i did not even have a chance to sit on my chair.....ALL DAY. Just running around in heels like some frantic headless chicken.

I did however feel extreme frustration with a colleague of mine. I guess there's a saying...when you want things done you gotta do it yourself.

I asked for that bloody quotation last week and she still hasnt given it to me and i have dateline to meet. I asked her politely on the status of the quotation. With an irritated look she says in a huff "You have to wait ,you know?".

I thinned my lips as my patience plummets like Malaysian shares . Instead of snapping back at her, i pick up the phone and i call all the media owners. Guess what happened...i got the quote in 3 hours top!While it has taken her 3 days for her to not get these things done and tell me to wait!

YOU NEVER TELL YOUR COLLEAGUE OR BOSS TO WAIT WHEN THEY ASK ON THE STATUS OF THE JOB

pfft

sorry,let's start over (LONG POST)

I'm 24 this year. I'm unhappy and dissatisfied. And there's only one reason why i feel this way....and that is me. It's starting to dawn on me how much time i have wasted being bitter and sad about myself. This in turn has hindered me from truly enjoying life. Today was no exception....

Recently i DREAD to go to work compared how i was a few months ago where i would literally jump out of bed and get to work with excitement thrumming through my body. Now my colleagues actually know how i hate working because it shows like bright neon lights. One of colleagues is leaving end of the month and the management has decided to pass on her major account to me. If i was in the right state of mind at the time of the news i would have felt honoured! The company actually recognizes me as a senior staff.Not the bumbling,green junior i was 2 years ago but actually someone who is capable. Capable enough to handle the account which is huge.

Instead, me being me i gave my manager the blackest face in existance that it could suck in galaxies and God himself...wherever he is....ANYWAY!TOTALLY UNCALLED FOR!But i was being so incredibly bitchy about it and my manager knew.....

"Cynthia,i know you're aren't happy because i know how busy you are already..." - ah!she was actually being accommodating!!OH THE GUILT~!!!

And to add salt and pepper and paprika and green chili padi to the very infected wound she invited me to attend an expo in Singapore with her.....

LIKE EFFINNNGGGG PAIN!!

I have to rectify this!I HAVE TO!STARTING TOMORROW! I will come to work ON TIME (actually...i never come to work on time..NVM!!), there will be a giddy skip in my walk, i will intensify the burning passion and desire to WORK from the way i talk and walk!

First step in being happy - BE HAPPY ON THE JOB!!

/goes and eat cheese slices with teh tarik