Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Mobile Catering at Suntec, my joy
Hello all!! Smile. Now that I haven't blogged in awhile, I have loads to tell. Even though I'm fairly lazy right now, oh I'll narrate anyway. I feel that I haven't written in a long time.
To those who do not yet know, I was to join the mobile catering team at Suntec City in the IMF convention. I confess that at the beginning, I was terribly disappointed in my posting. I would have preferred entering either the hot or cold kitchen to work so that I may learn something extra that would aid me in my culinary practicum. But in my disappointment, I realised that God is good always =) and that I should not be disappointed. Surely something good will come of this. And I was right =) God is good!
The job is very basic. There are ten concession stands spread out in an orderly fashion, 4 on level 6 and 6 on level 4. Note the irony there. As long as any concession stand lacked food, we were to replenish. We were also taught to close and open the stalls. The baseline for this job is, if you get to slack, its terribly slack. If you get to work, its terribly busy, especially during closing and opening hours.
On the job I managed to make a number of new friends, many of whom belong to the same course so perhaps we'll see each other in the same class next year anyways. But I also got to meet alot of people from HTM (Hospi and Tourism) and LRM (Leisure and Resort) who manned the concession stands. Well, I thank God that I have broken through my shell of quietness, that at least I am more confident when speaking to strangers, being able to make small chat with those at the stands.
Being mobile, there is alot of walking to do, alot of exploration, alot to see and definitely alot of fun. With no offense to those in other kitchens, I would say that I would rather walk around and see everything than be stuck in a little kitchen decorating food. Why complain? I still got to eat alot =) It has been a most memorable experience for me and I've come to know many people along the way. The sad thing is that we may not recognise each other the next time we meet again in TP. But CKL said, "dat's life". Cruel isn't it? =)
I dearly miss illegally taking the food lifts, the stock taking, the high amount of social interaction, the smiles offered to the international delegates, the nicking of food from the kitchens, the camping beside bins when you know the chef is about to get rid of excess food, the tiredness of feet, the smell of the kitchens and the executive chef's office, the uniform, my beloved chef's hat (which if worn without the uniform looks terrible), my worldbank pass, the staff cafeteria sunspot, the seniors Jimmy, Run Xing, Daniel and Jackie....and I will miss all the joy and fun that I had...that was capable of taking away terrible things from my mind (if there were any in the first place).
I miss even the lethargy that came with the job and the satisfaction of a task well accomplished. I'm sad and will miss Suntec City, a convention centre that holds many memories dear to me. I hope each and every internaional delegate leaves Singapore with the same feeling as I left Suntec.
My heartaches. But all good things must come to a sorrowful end. But one good thing follows another I would say. Blessings and blessings be upon me! Hallelujah! Praise the Lord God almighty, giving Him thanks for my job and my friends and for everything that He has given me grace to experience. Praise the Lord. Amen.
Posted by The Inflamed at 12:11 AM
