Monday, May 29, 2006
The first day of reception work. It was still alright because there's another person helping me and I am in charge of the easier stuff like the handing out of Caltex vouchers and giving cabbies their road tax. But when the cabbies all gang up to meet at one particular time, it was a major headache. Some asking to check this and that, others complaining and ranting about their passengers, MAN!!! They are like little mad children with no discipline at all... (Not all the cabbies though) There's this particular driver whom I told him to wait for a while while I have to call in to make sure the officer he's looking for is available. He couldn't wait and just barged right in (T_T); lucky the manager was not around at that time. He came out a little while and even gave me this sneering look. I should have just used the stack of papers I was holding at that time to hit him in the face... So frustrating!!
Then on the way home traveling in the train, there's this office lady standing right to me. At that time the train was very packed and I noticed a (blue collar) foreign worker (I think he did some shopping and was carrying a big blue plastic bag.) standing next to me and the lady. After one stop, this lady called someone and begins to complain about how stuffy the place was, how she was being squeezed into the corner. Then the wonderful part came, she started to complain about the foreign worker in an ambiguous way but anyone else who has heard her could straight away pin-point who she was talking about. She said something like she hates men who are smelly and stinky and this person is standing beside her, how she's being cornered by this man, then she goes into she thinks the man is not local, how stuffy the whole place is (Again), blah blah blah... I was thinking: If the place is stuffy, get off the train and wait till the train is not packed anymore, or just take a cab home. If you are being cornered, you can move, you have got legs. Even though the train was packed, one loud "EXCUSE ME" is able to get people moving away from you. The man is stinking: She's taller than the man, I am shorter than the man, I don't smell anything (ok, maybe my nose is blocked). But still I think you could at least bear with it for a few minutes if not get off the train. And please do not whine over the phone in the cramped train, everyone listens. What I would like to suggest to that man: buy deodorant.
