School of Life
Before I get on to the post proper, I'd just like to bring up some interesting infobytes:
We've passed our 100th post.
Josh has some post on draft. I think he clicked the wrong button.
Our captain John's surname is Wu.
Binge drinking in adolescents appear to damage developing brains. The link is here: http://www.nytimes.com/2006/07/04/health/04teen.html?ex=1152331200&en=0dd7035f70c7107c&ei=5087%0A
I'm glad I didn't start too early and didn't drink that often.
There were two main reasons, excluding money, that made me take up waitering. The first was simply to try something I would probably never do again. The second was to do a job that was very humbling and would let me view life from another perspective.
After 2 months on the job, I've realised that the latter reason disturbingly approximates masochism. What I respect most about service staff is the patience and tolerance that they must inevitably develop. And it's a tolerance that is different from what we're used to. We may have to tolerate Josh or my tardiness, Joo's benness or Thil's emotional outburst but the one thing that is different for waiters and their ilk is that there is rarely any way of obtaining restitution after enduring a nasty customer. We can always get the late boys to treat, laugh at Joo or state categorically that emos will not be tolerated but there's almost nothing you can do when a customer heaps abuse on you or demands the world. I've never felt like resorting to violence with such frequency before I started waiting on tables. There are still customers I feel like punching but I've had to suck it all up. This was the lesson I wanted to learn I think. That sticks and stones may break my bones but everything else should be like water off a duck's back. Ok la, in Singlish, that's be more bochup and thick-skinned.
Oh Chieh, I think what kind of family you want partly reflects what kind of family you grew up in. Obviously if you enjoyed your childhood, you'd think a family of 4 boys would be the best. It's like how I think a family with 3 children had be the best. A boy and a girl and then another boy/girl. Weirdly enough, I've always felt that having fraternal twins first, with one female and one male had be the best. Save my wife the trouble of another pregnancy. That said, despite being installed by Chieh as odds-on favourite to get married, I somehow don't even know if I'll ever get married even though a year ago, I was still pretty sure I'd settle down before 30.
We've passed our 100th post.
Josh has some post on draft. I think he clicked the wrong button.
Our captain John's surname is Wu.
Binge drinking in adolescents appear to damage developing brains. The link is here: http://www.nytimes.com/2006/07/04/health/04teen.html?ex=1152331200&en=0dd7035f70c7107c&ei=5087%0A
I'm glad I didn't start too early and didn't drink that often.
There were two main reasons, excluding money, that made me take up waitering. The first was simply to try something I would probably never do again. The second was to do a job that was very humbling and would let me view life from another perspective.
After 2 months on the job, I've realised that the latter reason disturbingly approximates masochism. What I respect most about service staff is the patience and tolerance that they must inevitably develop. And it's a tolerance that is different from what we're used to. We may have to tolerate Josh or my tardiness, Joo's benness or Thil's emotional outburst but the one thing that is different for waiters and their ilk is that there is rarely any way of obtaining restitution after enduring a nasty customer. We can always get the late boys to treat, laugh at Joo or state categorically that emos will not be tolerated but there's almost nothing you can do when a customer heaps abuse on you or demands the world. I've never felt like resorting to violence with such frequency before I started waiting on tables. There are still customers I feel like punching but I've had to suck it all up. This was the lesson I wanted to learn I think. That sticks and stones may break my bones but everything else should be like water off a duck's back. Ok la, in Singlish, that's be more bochup and thick-skinned.
Oh Chieh, I think what kind of family you want partly reflects what kind of family you grew up in. Obviously if you enjoyed your childhood, you'd think a family of 4 boys would be the best. It's like how I think a family with 3 children had be the best. A boy and a girl and then another boy/girl. Weirdly enough, I've always felt that having fraternal twins first, with one female and one male had be the best. Save my wife the trouble of another pregnancy. That said, despite being installed by Chieh as odds-on favourite to get married, I somehow don't even know if I'll ever get married even though a year ago, I was still pretty sure I'd settle down before 30.
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