Sunday, October 21, 2007
Yet another guy tried to pick me up at PLAY. Last time was an angmoh guy, this time was a middle aged Chinese guy. He told me he is a Singaporean who just came back from Taiwan. Its was his first time at PLAY and he was attracted by my "American Born Chinese" look. He wanted to approach but was shy. It was only after he drink a little, then he managed to have the balls to approach me. He wanted to date me, but I told him I was straight. He told me that I could a straight guy dating a gay man...(That doesnt sound so right to me) I rejected him but he was very persistent and asked if I could bend a little. He said he was a pure "bottom" and I could be on top all the time. (Gross man!)
The ultimate is.... He gave me his number and asked me to call him after 2pm because he is at CHURCH in the morning!
It was 5am in the morning after work. It was drizzling and I put on my SIM Sports Jacket. My bike was low on fuel and I sat on the bike wondering where to feed my bike. Pasir Panjang! I thought, since there are countless petrol kiosk from West Coast to HarbourFront, there should be at least one in the opposite direction. ( Usually I top up my tank when the trip meter reads between 120 to 140s, this time its at 140 exactly.)
Left Tanjong Pagar Road in a slight drizzle, riding past Harbourfront and Telok Blangah when the rain got heavier such that my vision was abit blurred. The green light came on and I scooted off. To my surprise, all the other vehicles stayed put and a truck was turning right to my path. I realise that the green light was meant for the other direction! Still I carried on like nothing happen.... riding in the rain, cold and terrible... but no petrol kiosk! All the way to West Coast Fong Seng there! They were on the other side of the road! The trip meter read 150km already, the engine is going to die on me anytime. Then I decided to ride to my old place at Clementi Ave 2's Esso. Scooting along at low speed to conserve petrol and also due to poor vision. 151, 152, 153, 154km... finally I saw the petrol kiosk! The moment I turned in, the engine died! Lucky me!
Thursday, October 04, 2007
I work in a bar where women hook up women on Thurs and guys hook up guys on Fridays and Saturdays! Yes, I am working in a GAY bar in Tanjong Pagar called PLAY! So why I do work in a gay bar? Firstly, I have to clarify that though its a bar frequented by people who like the same gender but the BARTENDERS are bloody STRAIGHT!!!
Ok, this is how the story goes. I was so bloody frustrated at Angelshare (I call them Angelshit now) about how they do their adminstration. The main grievances is about my pay. Firstly, the parttimers are supposed to be paid every 2 weeks, i.e due on 15 and 1st of each month. For July, just be4 going for ODAC camp which is 27, 28, 29 Jul. They were due to pay me on 26th but somehow they forgot to sign the check, so the CEO's brother(one of the managers) kindly offered to help me post it after getting it signed and I wrote my particulars on the back of the check. When I came back and checked my account, its not banked in!! The manager forgot to bank in, so he offered to bank in the next day on tuesday. I went to check on Thursday(2nd Aug), its stilled not banked in!! I confronted the manager, he say that I must have written my particulars wrongly!! What a load of bull!! The bank send me a letter about the bounced check on Frida, guess what?!?! The outstanding manager forgot to give his sister, the account holder to sigh the bloody check!!! How can my blood not boil!! Thats the first straw. I took it in my stride
Thereafter, I finally got my pay, about 700 to 800plus. I went to Hong Kong and Taiwan. I was suppose to restart work on 27 Aug (mon). But still I went back to the place on saturday(24 Aug) to ask if my pay for the from the 27th July to 14th Aug. Though I only work like 5 days within that period, they claimed that the parttimers are paid every fortnight, so its within my rights to check if my pay is ready. To my surprised, the sister of the CEO, who is incharged of payroll barked at me:"You never submit ur pay claims, how to get ur pay!!!" Thats amazing right? Since when a parttimer has to submit pay claims!! Its the management who has to do it rite?? ok, this time I suck it in again for the 2nd time.
This time, they promised to pay me together with the August month end pay, which was due on 31 Aug (Friday), with the lastest being 1st Sep (Saturday). So they drag and drag. On Friday, they ask for my pay claims, and I had to fill it in myself and they tell me that they will pay on Saturday. On Saturday, they drag and drag,during closing, the CEO say that they cant pay us becos there is an discrepancies in the ENT calculation (ENT being the company's entertainment of guest's drink on the house) and they couldnt pay us.... and can only pay us on Monday. WTF rite??? Are they trying to be funny? At 2am in middle of the night, then they try to settle payroll?? Any idiot will know that these things should be prepared way b4 hand! Not 2am in the morning!! But still, I give the CEO face. But I storm off with a black face.
Come Monday(2nd Sep), I went to ask for my pay with my bar manager. He told me that the other manager, the CEO's brother, they will be pay me later. With these, I saw the CEO's brother paying 2 other parttimers who came specifically to collect their pay. So I had a glimmer of hope and some faith in them to finally pay me. BUT!! BUT... during dinner time, the manager told me that they cannot find my pay roll claims!!! Its so bloody ridiculous!! Apparently the accountant took it and placed it under her armpit or somewhere! So during closing, the manager offered to pay me on tuesday (4th sep), I lost it! I criticised the manager:"how can you all do things like that, you all promised to pay me last week! Drag and drag and drag! tommorrow you pay me by check, wed I bank in, Thurs or Friday then I get my pay!!! How am I going to survive?? His face turned black immediately, he say "ok, will pay you in cash tom..."
Tuesday, I turned up for work as usual, changed to uniform and my bar manager pulled me aside. He told me that the company feels that since that I am unhappy with the company and the company is not happy with me, I should take a break from work for a few days and return some of my uniform first... Isnt that as good as sacking me??? My bar manager says that sack is vulgar word, its not good for a part time staff to be sacked... WTH La...... So I waited for the CEO to come back and got my pay and then I went off to Tanjong Pagar to find my Attica ex-colleague for a drink.
My ex-colleague is a manager in a cafe called Tuckshop, so he bought me a few beers and I told him my story......Just then I realised that a few of my ex-colleagues works next day in the bar pub/club/bar called PLAY. So I hopped over to have a few word with them. I told them what happened and jokingly asked the manager, another ex-colleague, if they had any vacancies. Surprising, he offered me a place immediately!!! 4hrs ago I was sacked, 4hrs later I found another job!
And thats how I ended work in a gay bar.
This post is rather draggy, backstabbish, finger poking but I have to do it to release my anger withinn me!! Feel so much better right now!
I think I blogged about this b4, but I am feeling this way again, so I should just blabber about it again.
Sometimes I really feel like a fool, especially when how I feel things are going on but somehow it doesnt happen that way. So over time, I finally get over it. Then it occurs to me how things were actually going about. Its all speculation, but if the bits and pieces that I gather is correct. Then I dont understand why you did this to me, or am I really just a fool, just a pawn in the game that you were playing.
Personally, I dont know why I am feeling bitter but these things cannot be explained rationally. Maybe its just sucks to be made to feel like a sucker......
This post should be dated around 2 weeks back?
