Quotes

"Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there." - Will Rogers

"It takes seventeen muscles to smile and forty-three to frown." - Anonymous

"You must be the change you wish to see in the world." - Mahatma Gandhi

"It's not about how many years you live for. It's about how you live those years." - Anonymous

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Work Stuff! Yahoo!

Wow~! I was up at 9:30am today - is it yet the end of the world??

I've got school on Monday, I'm not looking forward to it . . .but then again my Aunt, Uncle and two cousins are coming over Monday evening, so I am looking forward to it . . .

Anyways, I feel that I haven't updated this blog for a little while so I'm going to update it. But I think I'll mostly talk about work in this post.

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Did you know that every person I took an order from in work yesterday, I made them smile and/or laugh? Isn't that a good statistic!

I had a group of people a few days ago who were really nice, and I spent whatever time I could spare (because it was relatively busy that day) making sure I catered to their every whim~! And when they left they said I was "extraordinary" and "awesome" - no joke! Makes me really happy! :D

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Unfortunately, the next day there was this really weird woman . . .looked kind of snobberish. She had botox-swollen, lip-gloss smeared lips, and this orange sludge - makeup, is that what you call it? - slathered over her face in copious amounts.

So anywho, I put first impressions aside and smiled, etc, sat them at a table. Then I bustled over with some plates, cutlery, menus, water - you get the picture - and I noticed that her partner was sniffling and snorting and wiping his nose, so I assumed he had a cold. Everyone has a cold these days, it's just that time of year.

And I asked him politely if he would like any serviettes (sp. ?), but the woman answered for him (of course, because life isn't that easy).

She was all like, ". . .this isn't Maccas darling, we expect serviettes . . .is a restaurant, should be a given that . . ." and you get the picture. In fact, she kept going on about it after I nodded and answered in a very controlled and polite voice, "Of course . . .it's why I'm offering . . ." etc etc - but she kept going on about it!!

I swear she had this sneer on her (orange) face. Urgh. Then they just up and left 10 minutes later, after I'd set everything up for them and been extra nice and all that. All I did was offer them serviettes because the guy had the sniffles!

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Ah well, you get those people. It's all a part of life's experiences, like it or not. But then you get those nice people, who say "Thank-you sweetie/angel/honey/gorgeous/insert other pet name here" everytime you talk to them.

There were these two guys, maybe in their late 20's, and a kid that were waiting for takeaway together. Since it wasn't busy that night, I made sure everything else had been done for now, and went over to inform them on how their takeaway was doing. Well one thing led to another (not in that way, you perverts!) and we got talking on how I'm from Wales. You know that really really really long name of a Welsh town (Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch)?

Well we were laughing together over it and they were trying to get me to pronounce it. Then they persuaded me to lend them a 20 cent coin ("We'll give it back, promise~!") and started playing finger footy between themselves.

I had to do other stuff by now, FYI: this recount happened over the course of half an hour, I talked to them while I was cleaning tables etc so don't think I slack around~!  :)

Anyway, they were lots of fun, and by the end of the night they'd taken to calling me their "Welsh goddess". But not in a creepy, stalkerish kind of way, you know?

I think it was really enjoyable to talk to people without having to worry about age/gender/nationality gaps. We just talked about stuff we found we had in common - I recited tales about Wales and Welsh culture, and they regaled me with stories of their past Aussie childhood.

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Hey, did you know 'snobbery' is a word! I should have put that sign out in front of the restaurant when that lady was there.

"WARNING: Snobbery in progress"

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You get it? "Snobbery in progress," like "Robbery in progress"? Though that was quite witty myself.

But then this is coming from the person who often gets high on her own jokes~! XD

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Meh, I'm running out of stuff to talk about. The world has come to its end. Most definitely. *insert epic air guitar motion here*

~Shining Sunlight~

P.S. That "Most definitely" phrase is a tip of the hat to a certain movie . . .I don't think anyone else has seen it, but Emma has heard of it.

Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure?

It's the thing that our SOSE teacher had on her shirt the other day - Bill and Ted stood next to the TARDIS and The Doctor stood next to Bill and Ted's time machine, the telephone box with the coat hangers on the top of it.


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