It's December 2013. And this year has been very... unusual. I'm currently in a job where no 25 year old Singaporean would actually contemplate doing.
Please note that is a rant/thoughtless/formless post. Just for the sake of writing something since the urge did come over me. The phrase "Growing old is compulsory, growing up is optional." I refused to grow up after I quit my sales job, whiling away my time. Pursuing small hobbies (which are not value adding). Now that the fact I'm 25 has hit home and hit pretty hard, I can no longer baby myself. But, working in a cafe, doing what I do, is very eye opening. It has displayed all my flaws and shortcomings. It also let me see a different side of people and exposed me to a variety of people. F&B in Singapore is very hard work. People talk about how some places if you're a service person, you just serve. It really isn't. You do everything. Unless you've already stated very clearly your 'jurisdiction', so to speak, there is a sense of guilt that everyone else is busy while you are playing along the time. Of course, this is only when you do have a sense of guilt, because it comes with a sense of responsibility. There are a lot of people out there, who have no consideration towards other people. Some just come in for the fun of it without regard to how their actions affect others. I admit it, i was like that but I never saw how the operations worked. How is it that a single person is essential to the overall works. That's the problem with big corporations. You are so seperated from everyone else. In a smaller environment, it really is different. You see a lot of things from beginning to end, and the work and effort people put in. Or not.
Oh well, I'm tired of rants. I'm done here. LOL. Ciaos.
PS. I miss reading, baking or cooking for myself. >_<
