C: (looks at the salad) I don't want the eggs. Take aways the eggs
Me: Alright sir, just a minute
(I came back with the salad sans the eggs)
C: Tell the chef that caesar salad are without eggs, and put them on the menu...
Me: Yessir(quickly backing off, eyeballs rolling)
Not even a thank you, not even a please, not even a smile, but I didn't take it personally that this man was so nasty, I didn't want to let it bother me. Call me idealistic, but I like to believe that most people are nice, but there would be a feel oddballs. I just don't understand why such people exist, does it make them happy to be mean? Weird. Wouldn't the world be a nicer place when everybody is nice to each other.
Anyway, enough about nasty people. I met plenty of nice people in my job. For example today, a customer asked me to run out to get a packet of Marlboro Lights, and told me to keep the change, which was $3. I felt a little self conscious when I was buying it and carrying it back though..hahah..
It was pretty busy during lunch today, almost fully packed. And my hands were aching from carrying heavy plates to and fro, clearing tables and all. It always irks me when I am trying to balance my heavy tray and serving soup or clearing the tables and the customers just sit there woodenly. Like hello, at least move away lah, or pass the plates over to make my life a little easier. For customers who do that, they never know how such a small act is greatly appreciated, and I always bestow them with a bright smile and thank you.
So by the time I ended work, I was super tired and super super hungry. I was rewarded with scones, courtesy of Soon, who even heated it up for me and put jam and cream for me, after I mentioned in passing that it doesn't taste as nice without the condiments.

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