Had dinner with the family. Did grocery shopping after that. Mundane, but I still feel strangely happpppppppppieeeeeeeeeeee. I think I haven't done this with my family ever since I started this job. Sigh.

Me: Hey, a donation! Donate something.
Bro: OKAY! Here's 500...
Me: o______O
Bro: NT! Hahaha.
Me: -_-;

Even though he was gone for 7 weeks, it feels strangely like he has never left, you know? Well, other than the fact that his room was kept the same way it looked for the whole 7 weeks, it eerily felt like he died or something.

Mother's Day tomorrow! Gotta work. D=

My brother will be returning tomorrow (in about 15 hours, actually)! YAAAAAAAAY. \o/!

My boss said this yesterday night, "If I had known that this weekend's the Mother's Day weekend, I wouldn't have let you take [Saturday (tomorrow)] off". (I asked for the day off two weeks ago.) To which I replied idignantly, "But my brother's coming home!" She said, "Is he only back for one day?" "No..." was my reply. Then she said, "Well, you can have your dinner on Monday!" Geez. Like I've said before, I don't really care that we are understaffed. I didn't cause them to quit. I would've persuaded them to stay if I could. The restaurant is boring without them around. The boss didn't take the day off back, but if she did, I would've quitted, I think. I can do without a heartless boss, thanks.

( Anyway, I had the funniest customer on Thursday. )

Pardon me if I sound callous with this sentence, but I don't really give a damn if the restaurant is understaffed. You don't really expect me to work 7 days a week, do you?

Wanna make a guess right now how many employees the restaurant has? :D

A grand total of TWO! Me, and another colleague (who's a student), who can't work lunch on weekdays, for obvious reasons. You can't expect her to turn up for dinner everyday as well, for obvious reasons like fatigue, and the fact that she has revision to do. I, also, have a life! (There's a third worker, but she only works every alternate weekend? She holds a 9am-5pm job during the week.)

So, it's just me and my boss (and her maid) to man the restaurant on weekdays. (I pity her maid.)

People who clap to get the attention of waiters/waitresses should DIE IN A FIRE (DIAF! I've always wanted to use this). DIAF DIAF DIAF. Give a round of applause for Waiter! He can juggle plates and glasses! And doing this in front of your kids? I hope they don't grow up to be an asshole like you.

Of all things to do, WHY clap?! WHY, for goodness' sake, WHYYYYY?!

"Excuse me" is not poisonous. Say it!

(At the end of the day, your friendly server might be tired, so be prepared to say it a few times.)
Example:
Me: *is setting table* *walks past a table seated with five people (four adults and a really cute kid!)*
Guy: Excuse me! Blah blah blah.
Brain: Ignore. Just noise.
Guy: Excuse me!
Me: Bwuh? *looks up*
Everyone at the table is looking expectantly at me.
Me: I'm sorry?
Guy: *repeats what he wants*
Me: Oh! Okay, no problem. *smile*

I burnt my finger last Sunday. I think I should quit before I kill myself in the kitchen?

Colleague: Do you want to add sake (13.5% alcohol content) to this? (referring to marinating beef)
Me: Is there a difference?
C: I dunno. We could try?
Me: Ok, but are you sure? Don't get drunk.
C: I don't get drunk.
Me: You got tipsy on that wine (7% alcohol content).
C: Yeah, but this is added to the meat, I won't be drinking it.

*a while later*
C: Oh shit, I think I added a little too much.
Me: Hahahaha.
C: Why you laugh?!
Me: I can see my prophecy coming true.
C: Huh? *didn't catch what I said*
Me: Hahaha, nothing. (He ALWAYS says "nothing" when I ask him to repeat something. I'm just returning it back :D)

Anyway, I was just teasing him. The amount of sake is too little, even if he added "a little too much". This week is his last week at work, and yesterday was the last day I'll work with him, so I couldn't help it? Hahaha.

Two colleagues (aforementioned guy included) are quitting at the end of this month. We're going to be UNDERSTAFFED, again. Not like we have ever been overstaffed at any point in time. Fun.

I just realised Mother's Day is approaching. I DON'T WANT TO WORK ON THAT DAY. Oh, the horror of it.

Tuition from hell:
Last Friday, I received a call from one of the tuition agencies about tutoring a primary five girl for English and Science. I agreed to $15/hr (market rate is about $15-20), since I had no experience (ha!), and I figured the parents were cheapskates, anyway. (The coordinator said that if I charged $20 an hour, the parents would only want the tuition conducted once a week; twice a week, maybe, if it was $15.) The coordinator asked for my A level results, then said she'll get back to me. She didn't.

The next day, I saw this email, that the agency usually circulates to all potential tutors, for the same person.

Tutor Requirement: jc graduates or undergrad will be fine, just need to ans some questions solve some problem, the student very easy to teach, she is level top in her school.

And the best thing? I received another email from the same coordinator, for the same student, a while ago. Apparently, they've upped the price to $20/hr, for twice a week, Fridays and Saturdays(poor girl, doesn't she need rest?). And she lives on the same street as me.

I told my mum the whole story, and she said, "I DON'T WANT YOU TO TAKE UP THAT TUITION. I'M SURE THOSE PARENTS ARE GOING TO BE DIFFICULT TO HANDLE. AND I DON'T WANT TO BUMP INTO THEM AT THE MARKET. JC students not good enough? Who do they want? Principals, university lecturers?!"

Yeah, talk about picky parents.