Thursday, July 10, 2008 10:32 PM
4 people and only one for the job.the shop was in total chaos. with a long line of people ahead of us, the orders never stopped coming. technically, the shop should be operate with any two employees around since it was a smaller shop than compared to the one in the foodcourt which required 4 to managed. but, no one ever said about anything if one of those two were to be handicapped.
carlene wasnt feeling too well. she had small fainting spells which were the result of a lack glucose in her system, having not eaten since 6 hours ago. she declined taking a break at 12pm when the rest were around, so at 2pm- her body wasnt taking it well. she looked really weak, so i had no choice but to dismiss her to the back, to take a breather and buy lunch.
it was crazy in the shop after then, not only had i to take over and finish up on her half-finished orders, i had to take up new ones, so as to not impatient customers. i have never felt so pressured in my life before, not even the an examination for my worst unit.
choices had to be made fast, and orders had to be done well.
i was rushing between two huge customer orders. cant they spare me some pity knowing that im the only one in the shop to tide over the rush hour. one wanted 4 hotdogs on the spot, 4 milkshakes to go along with the meal and 4 cinnamon donuts. now, when youre rushing orders, the whole place just seems so huge and everything appears to be so far apart. i practically had to run from one corner to the next. the other wanted 8 cinnamon donuts and 4 coffee deals to be done up, not to mention, taking and stacking the cups and saucers from the dishwasher, setting the tray and everything else. it was hell. complete hell.
the customers werent sparing and the orders kept on coming along.
when carlene came back with her lunch, she looked a lot better and i wasnt. i was so stressed and worn out with juggling 3 orders at once and the context of the orders didnt help at all. when the crowds dispersed, i managed to take a breather for a while at the back in the kitchen. my legs were giving way from all the running around and my breath was relentless, it didnt calm down, to a point where even carlene was concerned. i closed my eyes, with the support of the side bench, resisted the state of zon-ing out.
i have to thank to constant pressure though. it helped me keep my mind off food ;D for once, in 6 hours of non-stop exercise, i have never thought about food, other than the occasional sugar snack to keep my glucose levels going. i never ate till 5pm since 10am in the morning after breakfast i eat every 3 hours, it just this winter season is getting to me bad compared to anyone else. its not that i have to eat or if not i'll faint, but i might have gastric if not fed. my tummy is a stubborn lil thing. i eat 4 toast of bread for breakfast while other girls are spooning off the creamy texture of yoghurt. eww.
the best part. (censored) i havent went to the toilet to relieve myself since 10am in the morning till 6pm when i was home. i didnt have the need to. i guess all the water that i've drank was converted to something useful like sweat ;D no kidding, i do drink loads. while at work, im able to drown myself with two bottles of 750ml water, a vanilla 600ml coke and two energizer drinks to keep the mind mentally active for work.
i hope today wont happen again.
it nearly scared the wits out carlene,
with the stress that was building up,
within me,
the pressure that my body was taking.
next time, please.
put me with someone who has
had lunch.
