*Room Service*
The Annual International Monetary Fund and World Bank Meetings will forever leave a mark in my memory. Room service is is no glam and easy job man, especially when the convention hall is at the other side of the building and the distance from the hall to the room service "headquaters" is at least 120m apart. the convention hall is 601 but the offices inside are all assigned the code of 6D then the office numbers. Oh and each convention hall has got two levels of offices, kinda cool.
There are seven of us serving 6D and only Fook Ping, Ariel and i are capable of carrying a full tray of porcelain 24 teacups, saucers and 24 metal teaspoon. and if there is an order of pastries or sandwiches, there's dessert plates and metal forks adding to the load and plus a sugar bowl and creamer bowl. Due to the weight of the tray, the other four help us in carrying the airport (coffee/hotwater flasks) and the plate of food. But nevertheless we TP ppl work together, bitch together and whine together.
The secretaries working for the IMF delegates... and i mean people who work for the IMF and not the delegates from other countires (their offices are on the 4th level). Now about the secretaries, they are bitchy and thinks they are some high class ladies which in fact they are totally not.
Serving them is a pain man. When we bring the morning delivery into the offices before they arrive, they complain that it's no longer hot or not fresh... fucking arses, how can the coffee and hot water not be hot when its in the airports where it was meant to keep the liquid HOT!!!
Those secretaries somehow have no idea how heavy the oblong tray can get and at times take their own sweet time telling us that there's is no table for us to land the teacups. The most evil deed indeed is to have us heaving all the teacups and saucers and what ever porcelain thingys to the offices and tell us they have no need for them cuz there are still some in their offices. Mindless people.
And oh since the bills are charged to the Joint Secretariat Association, these secretaries are ording things like mad. there was an instance when one of them ask a colleague whether she should order more pastries.. her colleague ask her what for.. she said for anyone who happens to walk in. What the Fuck man. The prices of the coffee, teabags and pastries - crazy.
Just yesterday, the secratary of 6D250 had to give the room service three seperate calls in 10minutes. First to bring up some extra teacups, second to clear the plates and third to ask for more high ball glasses... its like do they have the intelligence to request this three things all at once??? and to make matters worst.. the captain for yesterday night was this fucking indian feller who have no social etiquette/manners, no respect for us and has no brains at all. the three captains who are the overall in charge of us were away due to the opening ceremony cocktail... Sad~
Another bitchy secretary hails from office 6D262. She looks at you from the top of her specs, not through her specs... has an attitude by the way she speaks, no one likes her. Office 6D331 seems to have a secretary who is most likely her long lost sister, no one likes her too. Office 6D210 has a secretary who wanna treat you like a passing breeze.
IMF Managing Director Rodrigo Rato office is locked when the secretaries go home... and sometimes his secretaries leave food overnight and somehow it leaves a stale smell in the office and yet they complain about it. They are idiots, the office is locked. You don't call us to clear it before you leave, you complain about the smell yet you do not finish your food. What you wanna us to do man, walk through walls?
Working room service from 6am to 8pm will leave you dead and imagien doing that for four days in a row, i really feel for ariel and fook ping.
Suntec hired some girls from HTM year one to check on our grooming.. like What the Hell please. They need a HR personel to bring them around to catch gromming flaws, totally like fools. When they stand alone at certain floors, they are silent as a rat. (i use the word rat becuz mice are nice and cute)
Oh i so darn love bitching about bitchy people and their small bitchy ways.
The room service job is kinda fun when you work with friends but tiring and totally feet torture. I had chamomile tea yesterday when we were taking a short rest due to no deliveries, it tasted like chrysanthemum. Another good thing is that we ate eclairs and chocoloate coated doughnuts. The room service headquaters had a pastry kitchen and they gave us some, or rather we asked for food to eat. Hehe
There are seven of us serving 6D and only Fook Ping, Ariel and i are capable of carrying a full tray of porcelain 24 teacups, saucers and 24 metal teaspoon. and if there is an order of pastries or sandwiches, there's dessert plates and metal forks adding to the load and plus a sugar bowl and creamer bowl. Due to the weight of the tray, the other four help us in carrying the airport (coffee/hotwater flasks) and the plate of food. But nevertheless we TP ppl work together, bitch together and whine together.
The secretaries working for the IMF delegates... and i mean people who work for the IMF and not the delegates from other countires (their offices are on the 4th level). Now about the secretaries, they are bitchy and thinks they are some high class ladies which in fact they are totally not.
Serving them is a pain man. When we bring the morning delivery into the offices before they arrive, they complain that it's no longer hot or not fresh... fucking arses, how can the coffee and hot water not be hot when its in the airports where it was meant to keep the liquid HOT!!!
Those secretaries somehow have no idea how heavy the oblong tray can get and at times take their own sweet time telling us that there's is no table for us to land the teacups. The most evil deed indeed is to have us heaving all the teacups and saucers and what ever porcelain thingys to the offices and tell us they have no need for them cuz there are still some in their offices. Mindless people.
And oh since the bills are charged to the Joint Secretariat Association, these secretaries are ording things like mad. there was an instance when one of them ask a colleague whether she should order more pastries.. her colleague ask her what for.. she said for anyone who happens to walk in. What the Fuck man. The prices of the coffee, teabags and pastries - crazy.
Just yesterday, the secratary of 6D250 had to give the room service three seperate calls in 10minutes. First to bring up some extra teacups, second to clear the plates and third to ask for more high ball glasses... its like do they have the intelligence to request this three things all at once??? and to make matters worst.. the captain for yesterday night was this fucking indian feller who have no social etiquette/manners, no respect for us and has no brains at all. the three captains who are the overall in charge of us were away due to the opening ceremony cocktail... Sad~
Another bitchy secretary hails from office 6D262. She looks at you from the top of her specs, not through her specs... has an attitude by the way she speaks, no one likes her. Office 6D331 seems to have a secretary who is most likely her long lost sister, no one likes her too. Office 6D210 has a secretary who wanna treat you like a passing breeze.
IMF Managing Director Rodrigo Rato office is locked when the secretaries go home... and sometimes his secretaries leave food overnight and somehow it leaves a stale smell in the office and yet they complain about it. They are idiots, the office is locked. You don't call us to clear it before you leave, you complain about the smell yet you do not finish your food. What you wanna us to do man, walk through walls?
Working room service from 6am to 8pm will leave you dead and imagien doing that for four days in a row, i really feel for ariel and fook ping.
Suntec hired some girls from HTM year one to check on our grooming.. like What the Hell please. They need a HR personel to bring them around to catch gromming flaws, totally like fools. When they stand alone at certain floors, they are silent as a rat. (i use the word rat becuz mice are nice and cute)
Oh i so darn love bitching about bitchy people and their small bitchy ways.
The room service job is kinda fun when you work with friends but tiring and totally feet torture. I had chamomile tea yesterday when we were taking a short rest due to no deliveries, it tasted like chrysanthemum. Another good thing is that we ate eclairs and chocoloate coated doughnuts. The room service headquaters had a pastry kitchen and they gave us some, or rather we asked for food to eat. Hehe
posted by Ian at 8:15 PM
<< Home