so i had some feeling of guilt from the last post that maybe i shouldnt have been so harsh about it but after serving more rude customers last night..my gut told my guilt....PLEASE, you deserve to vent.
anyways, ive been super busy planning, working, schooling, interning, and getting settled at my new place with new roommates. I moved in with 4 boys last minute because I ended up with zero roommates by the time i needed to move out so i picked up a place at the boys knowing that they were men and that they live like men...aka meaning i was going to be camping everyday i stayed in SJ. Everyone I told was like "ohh thats so gross"..."Theyre so filthy" ...etc etc. I sucked it up and prepped myself mentally to not be a diva and live humbly, humbly duuurty. Not expecting anything, for the past two weeks...i've noticed the little-est things make the BIGGEST difference, for me at least.
I love living here and living with these boys..aside from the fact that theyre filthy, i can see that they try to keep it clean because i'm around but from time to time, their men tendencies come out and drive me cuckoo..but i'll survive. I've had surprises that literally have me have the butterflies and gigggles with a FAT smile on cause they do things that make life that much easier..almost like a mother/father doing little things for you without you asking them and it makes you happier inside. For example......
....after i moved my things into their house, i was telling my friend who helped me move in (not expecting of anything) that hopefully i wouldnt be too tired to build my bed when i finished moving everything..and when i got back after picking up my things at the other house i guess the boys overheard and built my bed for me when i got back =)
.....setting my room up with christmas lights to make it more cozier.=)
......we went out to go eat and i got togo food and while i was driving i let my roommate hold it for me and forgot about it..next day i woke up hella hungry and went to go look for it in the fridge upstairs..it wasnt there and i was soo upset until i opened my fridge in my room to grab water and saw my togo food sitting in the fridge not touched! =)
....cleaning the men-filth-college life bathroom for me before i use it and keeping it clean. =)
.... i bought a box of cheez-its to keep me sane during my 5 hour class, ate some and forgot them in the living room, next day, found them on the fridge closed and sealed with those black paper clips so it wont get soggy cause they remembered when i said i hated stale hot cheetos the day before. =)
.....getting off work earlier than me from in&out and making me a special in&out salsa burger and dropping it off at my work for my lunch! =)
.....ahhh, love.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
RESTAURANT BIZ part 5?
Ive been way overdue and have just been taking a summer vacay via blog status...or in other words LAZY. but i guess i could use this to vent and somewhat entertain you...if you dont get offended haha.
Well well...working at the boiling crab...ive come to the conclusion of which race is THE WORSE customers EVER. I'd like to know actually if its only at the boiling crab that experiences terrible customer aprreciation/etiquette or in general majority of restaurants. No offense... but I have got to say after working for about 4 months there, i have come to the complete conclusion that FILIPINOS are THE worse customers EVER. They have no manners, constantly nag sounding worse than a mother going through the peak of her menopause and act like its ok when theyre waiting for their table..and when they come and ask they are full of sh*t...oops i mean attitude. let me just give an example if you still dont understand:
filipina: hi table for 7 under christian
me: ok, your wait will be about 1 hour and 45 minutes.
*40 minutes later
filipina: excuse me, how long is the wait now for table for 7 under christian? we've been waiting reeeally long. (WITH HELLA ATTITUDE)
me: *flips through my pad and checks time* uhm actually you havent been waiting really long because we gave you an hour and 45 minute wait and its only 40 minutes. (throwing attitude back with my head bobbling with fachichude)
filipina: actually im not tryna give you attitude im just tryna figure out how long is the wait (still said with attitude, this time with a face like she just smelled dogsht)
me: well it just passed 40 minutes so its an hour
filipina: *hella mad, rolls her eyes and walks away
like really? i dont care if you throw attitude at me, i can throw it right back. well thats only one example...theyre so NEEDY, impatient, and DO NOT KNOW HOW TO TIP. its unbelievable how cheap they are...maybe they should sell their mercedes/lexus/and beamers and stop acting like they have money so if they want to treat themselves out to some royal food once in a while they can tip well too. Maybe im just so upset because i've had about 5 groups of filipino customers this week that totally just blew it off EVERY SINGLE TIME. its too bad they ruin it for everyone else cause i definitely dont give them 100% of my service anymore. they deserve 1% just like how they tip me $1 for an $80 bill. GET REAL..we're college students and live off your stupid tips.
word of advice: DONT GO OUT AND EAT IF YOU DONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR TIP...and if youre really that broke write your cheap ass a letter to manny pacquiao to send you some money. im sure he will "pac a panch por you" too
and if you are one of those generous tippers, WE LOVE YOU DEARLY AND DONT FORGET YOUR FACES THE NEXT TIME YOU COME AROUND.
Well well...working at the boiling crab...ive come to the conclusion of which race is THE WORSE customers EVER. I'd like to know actually if its only at the boiling crab that experiences terrible customer aprreciation/etiquette or in general majority of restaurants. No offense... but I have got to say after working for about 4 months there, i have come to the complete conclusion that FILIPINOS are THE worse customers EVER. They have no manners, constantly nag sounding worse than a mother going through the peak of her menopause and act like its ok when theyre waiting for their table..and when they come and ask they are full of sh*t...oops i mean attitude. let me just give an example if you still dont understand:
filipina: hi table for 7 under christian
me: ok, your wait will be about 1 hour and 45 minutes.
*40 minutes later
filipina: excuse me, how long is the wait now for table for 7 under christian? we've been waiting reeeally long. (WITH HELLA ATTITUDE)
me: *flips through my pad and checks time* uhm actually you havent been waiting really long because we gave you an hour and 45 minute wait and its only 40 minutes. (throwing attitude back with my head bobbling with fachichude)
filipina: actually im not tryna give you attitude im just tryna figure out how long is the wait (still said with attitude, this time with a face like she just smelled dogsht)
me: well it just passed 40 minutes so its an hour
filipina: *hella mad, rolls her eyes and walks away
like really? i dont care if you throw attitude at me, i can throw it right back. well thats only one example...theyre so NEEDY, impatient, and DO NOT KNOW HOW TO TIP. its unbelievable how cheap they are...maybe they should sell their mercedes/lexus/and beamers and stop acting like they have money so if they want to treat themselves out to some royal food once in a while they can tip well too. Maybe im just so upset because i've had about 5 groups of filipino customers this week that totally just blew it off EVERY SINGLE TIME. its too bad they ruin it for everyone else cause i definitely dont give them 100% of my service anymore. they deserve 1% just like how they tip me $1 for an $80 bill. GET REAL..we're college students and live off your stupid tips.
word of advice: DONT GO OUT AND EAT IF YOU DONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR TIP...and if youre really that broke write your cheap ass a letter to manny pacquiao to send you some money. im sure he will "pac a panch por you" too
and if you are one of those generous tippers, WE LOVE YOU DEARLY AND DONT FORGET YOUR FACES THE NEXT TIME YOU COME AROUND.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
13: A place where you'd like to move or visit
I am SOOOO behind on this blog. apologies...been busy moving and settling in this new place and finally had time to just chill for a bit. but i'll digress..
A place i'd love to move to?...eh no where. I love living back and forth in daly city and san jose..it cant get ANY better. but a place i'd LOVE to visit that's #1 on my visit list is Burma. I feel stupid for being ignorant as a child and not wanting to go, now i feel i must make up for it and see my parents hometown. I have a map of countries circled of places i must go before I die, lets just hope it goes through. =D. till then, i will show you my adventures within.
A place i'd love to move to?...eh no where. I love living back and forth in daly city and san jose..it cant get ANY better. but a place i'd LOVE to visit that's #1 on my visit list is Burma. I feel stupid for being ignorant as a child and not wanting to go, now i feel i must make up for it and see my parents hometown. I have a map of countries circled of places i must go before I die, lets just hope it goes through. =D. till then, i will show you my adventures within.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Life on Pause.
If I could have one wish right now and it could be anything, it'd be to pause life RIGHT NOW.
I've got 12 more days left of this N. 238 house of LUXURY, 4 more episodes of Oprah EVER, and two more class sessions of finals for spring 2011, and one more year left of my undergrad college. And its slowly hitting me as things in this house are slowly being packed away and moved out.
Never in a million years would I have ever thought that these last two weeks would have been more painful to move out and realize that the journey in this house has come to an end. The roommates that we've had and have, memories of the cleanliness and dirtyness it brought out in us, and the luxury of living in a college mansion for two years has been unbelievable. This was the real college life and knowing that we're all going our separate ways, good and bad, it'll never be the same. Something definitely cherished forever.
Dear spring, please take a pause.. I dont want my semester to begin because I have class with such great people, great teachers, and no homework. The schedule fits in my work schedule so perfectly I dont want to have to get used to a whole nother lifestyle. And to top that off, i want to graduate only to get out of SJSU, the workload, and budget crisis its going through, but if i could live this college life FOREVER, i'd do it FOREVER..
I want life to just be on pause, even if it takes me to tell Summer to hold its horses because I'm still basking in the joy of my spring or me being up to cherish the last of this couch that's going to be gone tomorrow knowing that i have a 7am final tomorrow morning. I guess I should remind
myself that all good or I should say great things must come to an end.
I've got 12 more days left of this N. 238 house of LUXURY, 4 more episodes of Oprah EVER, and two more class sessions of finals for spring 2011, and one more year left of my undergrad college. And its slowly hitting me as things in this house are slowly being packed away and moved out.
Never in a million years would I have ever thought that these last two weeks would have been more painful to move out and realize that the journey in this house has come to an end. The roommates that we've had and have, memories of the cleanliness and dirtyness it brought out in us, and the luxury of living in a college mansion for two years has been unbelievable. This was the real college life and knowing that we're all going our separate ways, good and bad, it'll never be the same. Something definitely cherished forever.
Dear spring, please take a pause.. I dont want my semester to begin because I have class with such great people, great teachers, and no homework. The schedule fits in my work schedule so perfectly I dont want to have to get used to a whole nother lifestyle. And to top that off, i want to graduate only to get out of SJSU, the workload, and budget crisis its going through, but if i could live this college life FOREVER, i'd do it FOREVER..
I want life to just be on pause, even if it takes me to tell Summer to hold its horses because I'm still basking in the joy of my spring or me being up to cherish the last of this couch that's going to be gone tomorrow knowing that i have a 7am final tomorrow morning. I guess I should remind
myself that all good or I should say great things must come to an end.
Times like these I wish I had Click's remote.
Monday, May 16, 2011
light graffiti.
After many tries, finally greatness.
Angels in the City.
Dino the Dinosaur. 
B-town Royalty.
Butterfly world.
Butterfly world. I will dearly dearly miss you 238 N. 6th st.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
fail me not.
SF never seems to fail me whenever i need a mini getaway. forget LA, vegas, and all that other good stuff, im satisfied with the city to help me step out of my normal routine and get me to do crazy, adventurous, and fun things. And to top it off, still get to come back home and sleep in my comfy bed after a long day. =D
tandems with no hands!
LA > SF.
the dynamic hill duo.
love this pic.
FINALLY GOT TO ALCATRAZ!!!!
amazing tour.
finally, after 22 years..no sickness to stop me from coming here this time!
and one of the most beautiful views in the world..only very very few can top.
SANFRANCISCO, you are bomb.com.
finally, after 22 years..no sickness to stop me from coming here this time!
and one of the most beautiful views in the world..only very very few can top.
SANFRANCISCO, you are bomb.com.
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