Tuesday, September 30, 2008

F1

sorry by buckcherry

Note: Please ensure that you have at least ten miniutes to read the entire post as its gonna be long.

Woke up ABIT early on sunday, around 7am, Alvin called[iirc] to ensure that i wore black pants and stuff. He had already left the house. Nua(ed) awhile [abit too long i guess] and was around 10 min late [blames the stupid train that travels so slowly].

The previous day, after swimming with weirong i checked my phone and realised tcc had called me. Drove wr to his house then drove to mine, wanting to call them back when i was at home. When i was parking half way, alvin called me to tell me that they had finally "cleared" the security and we were able to work at the f1 on sunday.

What i felt had happened was as follows:

1. First 2 days they had some workers who could not speak english properly to work
2. Kena complain
3. So they no choice have to send them back and call us

Anyway, i arrived at city hall and we headed to the staff entrance of rccc to collect our clothes which was a dark blue uniform (pic of alvin wearing it to be posted later) sushi master style. Waited for around 2 hours before we collected our passes and headed out to the area.

We worked in the grandstands, opposite the pits. There were two levels of "suites" as they called it. Club was on the second level (probably cheaper) and sky suites on the 3rd level. The room i worked in was booked by standard charted. Apparently they were quite rich. They had booked two rooms on the second floor and two rooms on the third, linked by a staircase.

Started work.

My colleagues:

Waiters:
Zhong Ren - 187cm RI guy under special program from CHINA, speaks quite fluent english (1st day)
Nicholas - NP computer engineering or sth guy (1st day)
Survash - Regular waiter at St Regis dosent like manager
Grace =) - Another regular waiter at St Regis, strict when it comes to working
China Girl - Sorry i called her that, she never really talk, also never take note of her name.

Others:

Uncle Andy - Main bartender
Aunty Ann - Cutlery I/C (I think)
Alex??? ( thats wad he call himself iirc, his real name is Nicholas too or sth...) - Bar, helps Uncle Andy, also got come out help serve, seems to come from china.
2x stewardess - 1 named karen another i forgot
Arungamn or sth - Damned manager

At first we did the preparations, manager assigned us our tables. Checked our cutlery and nua-ed awhile, organiser arrived early at around 5 plus. The others served her drinks and zong ren, nicholas, survash and i went to the staff only room to slack =/ soon, our manager followed in.

Grace didn't come, she was on towel duty. Towel duty means that you stand at the door and offer a towel to anyone who walks in. Its a taxing job especially for your left arm which carries the tray of towels. You have to hold the tray and cannot rest your arm, trains your biceps and wrist muscles i guess.

Time passed quickly as we were rested. Soon, we had to go back out to get ready for the guests to arrived. We did not have much to do until around 4 plus when the organiser came and we stood around for another one and a half hour before some guests start to arrive. By that time it was around seven thirty in the night.

Between 4 to 7 there were several other races. They were the aston martin race where all the db9's were racing followed by the Porsche where the carreras and stuff (they all have the same chasis) raced. Next was the BMW F2 race where the cars looked like those of the f1 but were smaller in size and probably went at a slower speed.

As the guests filled the room 1 by 1, it got busy for us. We had to ask if they had wanted any drinks, offer ice cream, clear their plates to the trolley and take the trolley to the pantry where it would be empty and the washing people would bring it to the first floor to wash.

Many of the guests came to my room with the sole purpose to have their dinner. After that, they would head upstairs to mingle with their friends over drinks( i guess, as i only went up once). It was not long before the race started. Most of the guests were outside cheering for their team. At that moment, i was appointed to do towel duty. So i had my buddy zhong ren to take over from me for awhile. With the excuse of going toilet, i went to walk around.

Saw many people queuing up for drinks below at the "bar" which was more of a shop with beer dispensers. Then i decided to stroll to the other end to access the public toilet instead of the small plastic cubicle one which we were supposed to use.

Went in to the guest toilet, many men were peeing on this long basin. They did not have seperate urinals, its just 1 long basin which you can consider a common urinal. Seeing that it was full, i decided to act smart and use the cubicle with a door. Tapped the door LIGHTLY and to my horror i saw a choked toilet bowl filled with shit. My reaction was OMG... and LIGHTLY pulled the door close.

Before i could react, there was a creeking sound and the top hinge broke off, followed by the bottom hinge, resulting in a loud bang, every1 stared at me. I quickly peed on the basin-like common cubicle thingy and washed my hands and walked out. =X

Continued working until the race was over (Alonso won). Apparently the people in my room were not really Renault fans and the cake that was prepared for them for the post race segment was totally wasted. We offered them but no one wanted it. Ended up throwing away alot of stuff.

For my room, the beers were untouched. We had like four cartons of beer(Tiger and Heineken) and no one requested for them. Guess that they were more of a classy bunch. Most of them were more into wine. The vodka and whisky were also untouched.

One by one, the guests started to leave. Cleared up and interacted more with my colleagues. We could finally talk freely as there was less people. Got to know them better. We were one of the first ones to finish clearing. Then our bastard manager went to call his friend and ask if he was done. Ended up we had to do his friends room also, what nonsense.

To our horror, the other room had no guys. Either that or the guys had left. So Nicholas and I had to carry a whole big basket of drinks down. The drinks included vodka, bombay sapphire gin and whiskey. Alex had his own box of wine but the basket was much heavier and despite 2 people carrying it, i could see nicholas abit bgl but as grace was scampering alongside he was trying to geng =X.

Finally done that room and waited for alvin and his friends. Waited for the bus back to RCCC to clock out and change back to our shirts. When we reached there a manager called us to transport out all the bags and for that we got to sign out first. There was this phillipine woman complaining that it was unfair =/.

Saw grace and survash after that then she told us the canteen still open, all of us chua tio... haha. Went down and alvin and i chatted with grace and suvash. Soon it was time to go home and we went up to take the busses provided by the company to go home.

Overall it was quite a good experience and i dont mind working at the F1 everyday, haha.

Special thanks to wilson and his friend for sacrificing their bags to keep our shirts =X, Also thanks to grace for taking care of me for the whole day =)

Also, I would like to apologise to afew people. Firstly, the people who used the guest toilet that i broke the door... I didn't mean it, the toilet bowl was full of shit anyway. I just tapped open the door, saw it full of shit and tap it lightly to close, and the whole door fell... Next is grace, for everything that i had done wrong, lol like sabo u to serve the drink to the wrong table =X. And lastly to the pple in the bus for making the driver do a small detour to my hse, cux im the only 1 who lives here >,<>

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