So I don't know if I've mentioned this, but I'm working at the caf(eteria) here! (Everybody calls it caf and if you say 'hey let's have dinner at the cafeteria' people might get confused and think it's a place downtown or something.)
But anyway. On Thursday night I work at the salad bar, basically just refilling the stuff from carrots to mushrooms to yogurt and all that good stuff I don't eat enough. It's an easy job, really.
And then on Saturday I work in the dish room. Now, cuci pinggan? Kesian giler. But nope it's actually not that bad! I mean I don't literally wash all the dishes, basically I just take the dirty dishes and just spray/rinse it a little and put it on this rolling machine. It's pretty kewl. Most of the time I work on 'the clean end', basically taking all the clean plates, cups, pots, and pans and put it where they're supposed to be.
I do receive minimum wage here, ie $7.25 per hour. On Saturday it's $7.45. The best thing is when that converted to RM, it's almost RM 22.50! Ka-ching.
Now, all the people I work with at the caf has been very helpful and nice so far. Except this ignorant asshole that makes me SO MAD and everytime I go to the caf I pray so hard I won't see him. He is short, probably even slightly shorter than I am idk he's just really short and slump when he walks and talks like he only knows 15 words in the English language.
Nobody has to read this seriously you won't miss out a thing. I just want to let it all out somewhere and what better place than the internet?
1) The first time he spoke to me he asked,
Him: Why do you wear that thing on your head? Is it because of your culture?
Me: It's because of my religion.
Him: What religion is that?
Me: Islam.
Him: I've never heard of it.
LIKE, ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS? No, he was not being sarcastic. I mean I get it if people has no idea what Islam preach, or who is our God, or who is our prophet and all that. That's fine by me. Heck, people at least heard of Islam (albeit in a bad way) from the media and all the terrorist attack and whatnot. But the fact that he has NEVER. HEARD. OF. ISLAM. How big is the rock you've been living under! I was personally offended.
2) I wear different colored tudung when I feel like it and he kept asking like, "if I were from your country, what color do I have to wear?" I explained it's only girls, guys don't have to wear it. I think I explained three times before he actually gets it. Have some common sense lah! Kau pernah nampak ke lelaki pakai skarf atas kepala. Siot betul. Go out more often and you can see there are some Muslim girls/women around here wearing hijab. I've been asked a few questions about Islam, but never about if guys have to wear the hijab because everybody freaking knows it's only the females!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
3) A few weeks ago I work at the caf, subbing for someone. My duty was basically unloading the clean dishes and stack them or put pots and pans in the right place. There were still some plates in the machine but my shift is over, so I just stopped and take off my apron and leave the dishroom. Then I decided to go to the office to collect my paycheck (or check the schedule or whatever). Then he came up to me, and said, "You have to let me know where you're going". Like, excuse me? MY SHIFT IS OVER. WHY IN THE WORLD DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU WHERE I AM. He probably didn't know so I said "my shift is over." He then replied with just an "oh" and walked away. WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED WITH ME, GAWD. Even if I was still working I never have to report to anyone where I'm going!!! You're not even the manager around here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
4) The caf had mac and cheese on Saturday night and there were a LOT of leftover they're going to just throw away. So me and my friend, Rubi decided to take some to eat later. We filled it up in this cup because we cannot take any plate out and started filling it in. But then this asshole came and said we can’t take it. They are going to throw everything away. LIKE, WTF. They’re still good, and if you don’t want to feed them to homeless people or the poor or whatever, at least let us take some for later.
Then we found the student manager (who’s really nice and not an asshole) and he said really, we can’t take anything away. But then he made exceptions just for us so that was nice of him.
But back to the asshole. After me and my friend got our cups filled with juicy yummy mac and cheese, I put them away at the side, like on a random table nobody’s using. And he was like, it’ll get spoiled and “I would not want to eat that crap”.
1) It was on a clean table and who cares if it’s not warm anymore there’s a microwave
2) We are broke college student so we’ve eaten something worse a cold mac and cheese is no big deal, GOD!!!
Then he showed me the ‘warmer’ which is basically like a fridge but instead it warms stuff and he was being lol you’ve never seen a warmer before? And mutters something about it being an American thing. I’M SORRY I’M AN INTERNATIONAL STUDENT I DON’T KNOW WHAT A WARMER IS I LIVE IN A JUNGLE ON A TREE I HUNT FOR ANIMALS AND EAT RAW PLANTS WE HAVE NO ELECTRICITY WOW WHAT IS THIS MAGIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
5) So this happened today. I don't work on Sunday but again, to get more money I decided to sub for someone. There's a radio in the dishroom and the music playing was this, screamo, hard rock stuff that I cannot stand. I know some guys like it and it's fine, but if I'm gonna work there for 4 hours, I do not want to listen to that crap. I then change the radio station. Two of my friends who work there actually said thank you to me because they cannot stand the screamo music either. Then this douchebag changed to his CD. Then I changed it to my radio station.
The thing is, he is not even in the dishroom most of the time. He has other jobs around the caf so he goes in and out of the dishroom; why do we have to put up with his shitty music!? I then change the channel AGAIN (I lost count how many we switch back and forth) when I finally had it and said "Can I listen to the radio? You're not even here most of the time" and he said "I can hear it over there [at the end of the dishroom] as well." Then I argued how "we" meaning me and my 2 friends don't like his music. Because I said "RADIO" specifically, he then did change to radio. Being the biggest asshole he can be, he purposely jumbled up the frequency so it's not tuned to my radio station. WHAT THE ACTUAL F. But whatever I then find my channel and continued working.
This story is out of order but at one point I said I don't like his CD or something and he said "it's not my CD." If it's not your CD why are you so adamant in playing it GOOD LORD!!!!!!!!!! WHY ARE YOU SO DUMB!!!
My friend said, the exact quote, "what a fucking douche" and I was like YES FINALLY SOMEONE WHO FEELS THE SAME WAY I DO.
After switching back and forth I decided to find the manager to be the mediator. He then talked to this douchebag (his face was freaking priceless) and decided we should compromise. So one hour of his music, one hour of mine. At that time, his CD was playing. So I changed it to my channel. He then came and said "the CD is not even over yet". It was 6pm so I said "can this one hour be my music because I'll be done at 7pm and you don't even have to see my face" and THEN FINALLY, THANK GOD, he let me play MY MUSIC, MY RADIO STATION (it's basically mainstream pop stuff like FlyFM in Malaysia).
Then at 7pm I went out and saw him and I didn't even look at his face but he said "have a good night" and I replied "you too" in the most sarcastic way I can. What I should've said is "I would have if I didn't see your face today!!!!"
I'M STILL MAD RIGHT NOW. HE GETS ON MY NERVE EVERYTIME I SEE HIM TO THE POINT WHERE I DO NOT WANT TO GO TO THE CAF UNLESS IT'S REALLY IMPORTANT BECAUSE I DO NOT WANT TO SEE HIS FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT AN ASSHOLE.
Okay just had to let it out. I'm never one of those girls who hate someone for no reason or because I'm jealous of them or whatever but give me 5 valid reasons to hate you and I WILL HATE YOU like nobody else can.
Also I try to refrain dropping the F-bomb and I don't think I spelled out the whole thing but just the letter F. Basically when I write 'freaking' it's the substitute for it. Man, euphemism is really hard to use when you're really, really mad.
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