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Sunday, October 23, 2005

:: The So-Called Fabulous Weekend :: 5:24 AM

Why do I go back to GWP? For one, I keep myself busy and two, because I'm busy, I don't spend money. Good reasoning since I hardly have plans for the weekend. No boyfriend means no fabulous weekend. Boo hoo..But it also means I have extra money to blow on shoes, clothes and the latest Ipod Nano. Yes, I want one.

Since I almost always have time on my hands, I go back there. For one thing, I'm kinda attached to the place. You don't really need to use (much) brainpower to work, just your strength. I need the exercise, otherwise I'll turn into a big fat pig. Anyways, chances are I'll meet really cute guys.

Speaking of which, the groom for last Saturday's function was really cute! He's sort of a cross between Vincent Ng and Takeshi Kaneshiro. Macho and metro, I like. He's very nice to talk to, unlike his wife the bride. Apparently she's from Ritz Carlton but chose to hold her wedding here. It's quite strange, I always thought you should display some sort of staff loyalty or something. Why hold it at another hotel instead of where you work? Surely you get a staff discount right? Anyway, she's a real bitch. Yeah, because of her service background she expects everything to be top notch. It was a nightmare working with her and I don't even have to deal with her directly.

Here's what she'll do: pull out seat covers at random and 'requests' that we change them, change the tablecloth so we have to reset the whole damn thing again (the tablecloth wasn't even dirty, I couldn't see anything wrong with it), change the food march confusing us all and 'suggests' that we all stay back so we wouldn't have a drop in service standards when 11pm came. KNN. Hello, you are not at the Ritz working so you are not in charge of us. I've never met any bride like her in my whole banqueting experience. I thought every bride was supposed to look her most beautiful on her wedding day? Quit worrying about the function and leave it to the people who are supposed to bear that heavy burden. In all fairness, the guests are fairly easy to serve that night. Thank Heavens I wasn't the VIP server. If not, I would have quit there and then.

Just kidding about the last part. GWP people, you know I love you all. It's just that I love some more than most of them and the rest I just hate. I believe I emphasized it enough here in many posts.

Also, I have just got to gush about the wedding favors the couple gave to the guests. Too cute for words. They actually had mini multi-colored champagne glasses and tiny bears as gifts to them. I really wanted to steal one of those glasses cause it's really nice but too bad, the guests shared the same sentiments as I did.

I did manage to salvage this though:



And I got this for my efforts:



And this was given by the groom, not the bride. Figures. Like I said, he's a nice guy. I have the fainest inkling of who actually wears the pants in their relationship. The poor guy must have done something terribly wrong in his previous life, not only does he have a shrew for a wife, he also has very mean friends. Granted, most of his pals are just as cute but they are also very naughty. They made him drink red wine and vinegar, I feel sick just thinking about it and the fact that someone has to drink that hideous concoction. The poor thing was sick by the 6th course and still has to make an appearance, after all, it's his own wedding.

Last Saturday, also marked the first day of my cousin working at GWP with me. Pardon me for being very selfish and territorial, I don't really like working with relatives. For one thing, they are your relatives and you can't run away from them unlike people that you don't like unless you disown them or something. Second, you feel obligated to look after them, I found myself telling and teaching her stuff that will make her workload easier. Normally, I'll act fierce to the newbies, not a problem since I already look fierce and I actually am fierce to just about everybody. To her, I have to be extra nice which is very hard for me to do. I always believe that what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger. If you can't survive in this environment, that's too bad, live with it. I've actually made girls cry with my style of working before, but obviously I can't do that to my cousin or I'll never hear the end of it from both her and my mother. I'll drown in saliva.

Plus my reputation is at stake, she messes up big time and I'll be screwed cause I'm the one who introduced her in the first place. One incident that pisses me off real bad is that Jessica booked us both for the Sunday function and told us both at the same time. She didn't say that she had something else planned so we both thought that she'll be there. Silence means consent right? Not for her, she messaged me at 12 midnight on SUNDAY telling me that she couldn't make it because of a fellowship meeting or something. WTH. Couldn't she have said something when she was asked? Jessica won't bite when you say no, you know. So I have to be the messenger of bad news and paid the price for it. If there is one thing Jessica hates, that's people canceling on her after confirming their bookings. I should know, I suffered her wrath a number of times. Although Jessica says she does not condone favoritism, she does practice it to a certain degree. You'll be her pet if you exercise your EQ and PR skills and suffer if she does not like you. I belong to the former, I'm happy to say. Of course there will be those in between lar. As for my cousin, I would say that her stocks are at a dangerously low level. After the stunt she pulled, I'm not surprised. I've warned her about this before she even stepped foot in the ballroom. If she wants to reduce her number of potential bookings, hey, that's her prerogative.

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