Very very Panicky
Hi from the Narita hotel!! I am now spending 100yen per 10 minutes on this PC. Hmmm. Why am I doing this??
- I booked a tour package to Taipei and will be leaving Singapore on the 7th. But the hotel reservations are not confirmed.
- My phone is not a 3G one and I can:t receive calls or SMS here.
- I NEED to know if I have a room to stay in in Taipei.
- I just can't take it!!
Will be leaving the hotel to the airport in 10 minutes. New York this time. Part of me want to do the Business class service and part of me want to stay in Economy Class.
My mind is so full of my Taipei hotel booking right now and until I get the confirmation from my agent, guess I'll be too panicky...
Yes!!! It's Showing Here!!
Was browsing through the 'Coming Soon' section of the movies when I saw that "United 93" will be showing here in Singapore in July! Nice!
Maybe I'll just not go because I might cry. Maybe I'll go and cry like nobody's business.
I Really Hate Rich People
For those of you who remember-- there was one entry where I was listing my criteria for a guy. One of them is 'No rich guys'. My friends have tried to change my mind about THAT. Their point was--
-Hey, that guy could be from a rich family, but he don't have the 'rich' air around him.
-Not his fault that he's born rich.
-He could have a really great personality and character that complements mine.
-He could be THE ONE that will love you forever....
Hmmm. That was really tempting and convincing. But after this flight, it'll take A LOT (and by a lot I mean A LOT... can't find the right amount to satisfy my distaste) to make me even consider the idea.
~If that guy's born rich, then he's been living in a great house, with no worries about money in the household; no worries about not doing well in school 'cos his parents can always send him overseas to get a degree at the end of the day; no worries about not enough pocket money to go out with his friends, be it the movies, drinking, or some rich sport like golf or sailing...
You seriously think that this kind of guy can NOT have an air of arrogance around him??
~If that guy's born rich, but his parents nade their fortune by working damn hard, then trust me-- the folks will want their precious son to have the best of everything. They might teach him not to waste money and stuff like that, but at 'critical' moments, like when the son wants a flashy car, they'll give it to him. Nice. A guy living off the fortune his parents worked their butts off for.
You seriously think that this kind of guy has a good personality?
~If that guy's born in an average family and made his own fortune, then he'll want to enjoy the fruits of his labour now. He can now afford the things that his parents couldn't; live the lifestyle that he's dreamed about since young.
You seriously think that this kind of guy will be nice and empathetic towards other people because he's been in their shoes before? Will he?? Let me know when you find one.
Some of you might be cursing at me now-- "Aiyo! How come she so stubborn one! Don't eat beef still can have such strong bull temper. Cannot whack one cruise ship-full of guys with a metal pole mah! Sure will have some rich, nice, eligible-aged bachelors out there.. just that you have not met them."
I may have only been working 'officially' for 7 months, but the number of rich (or think they're rich) people I've seen is enough. All it takes is a business class compartment in a flight to see the selection.
I've had passengers who
-Kept on staring at me when I'm walking through the cabin (and not because I'm cute or anything). It's that kind of degrading stare, that's un-blinking, with a half frown, when I've done nothing wrong! I swear-- Pax in economy never did that to me. They'll stare, then either look away or attempt a weak smile.
-After realising that I'm Chinese, mockingly say a "Ni Hao!". In the service industry, it doesn't take much to know who's 'real' and who's not. Why? Because I myself stick on a fake face everytime I'm at work. It 's the basic Bitch Accessory.
-Actually put down a request (not for any specials meals or drinks) for our non-Japanese crew NOT to serve him. Fine. I know I'm a Singaporean Chinese working in some Japanese airline, and that makes us a minority. Maybe you've had bad experience talking to foreign crew before (we hire crew from Europe, South America, other parts of Asia also), but do you have to be such an ass to put it down in written request? It's bad enough if you complain onboard. It's much worse to request in future flights.
You know what I'll really like to see you do? Go into a store in New York's Harlem and say aloud that you don't want any blacks serving you at the cashier or restaurant or whatever. Please. Go ahead try it and let us know what happens.
#$%!!!@@**@*^
I refuse to write down vulgar language even though tons of it is rushing through my mind right now. Before I started this job, I was so good at controlling my temper and thoughts that vulgarities very seldom appear even mentally. But now, it's gushing everyday.
So now you all should agree with me... rich people--- nice to look at and maybe gossip a little about. But to go out with them and even have the thought that one of them might be THE ONE??
My clasgirl Rocketjim told about a story where her friend was 'saved' by a guy standing behind her at a traffic junction. And they ended up going out together for some time.
I think THAT is more likely to happen than ME finding a rich guy that's 'none of the above mentioned'.
I Really Hate Rich People. Period.
Crappy Flight, Sickening Seniors
That was the MSN nic I put after I got back from my Saigon flight on Tuesday night. Quite a lot of people came to ask me if I was zapped.
I wasn't zapped; I was tormented mentally.
1) The SIN-NRT leg: It was the first time I flew the B747-conventional aircraft. Didn't even know how to brew coffee with the comparatively-ancient inflight coffee maker. Was complained by some Japanese in-charge... blahblahblah.
2) Reached Saigon. Guess what. Me and the other Singapore crew had adjacent rooms and she wanted to open the connecting door. She asked if I mind. Errrrr. "Anything lor.. But I sleep with all the lights on and my TV is always on also."
Hint not noted. Door opened. Me-- the junior that has to 'give company' to the senior by talking stuff that simply doesn't interest either one of us.
3) Final day of the flight pattern.
The NRT-KUL leg: Some manager from the office joined as a compartment in-charge.
During the refreshment service, here's what happened-- the ice cream was placed in the water carts, and she wanted us to push the carts to serve ice cream. Fine. And the liquor carts will follow behind.
It's dumb enough to serve ice cream by a CART when what we do usually is by drawer.
Guess what she said to me after the service.
"I thank you for passing out the ice cream just now. But you should wait for the liquor cart before moving on. Most of the pax already finish the ice cream by the time the liquor cart reach them. What we should give is service. You were just 'doing a job' just now."
..............
Excuse me... did I hear SERVICE?? So I should have stood there with the cart, staring at the passenger tear open the ice cream wrapper and bite?? So that I won't be too fast ahead of the liquor cart??
She has the cheek to tell me that when in most flights, their crew are only concerned about sales and sales and sales. Service. Right.
Basket.
So pissed. Still pissed 'cos I only had 3 days in town this time. Not enough to pacify my angry mood. Have an emergency knowledge test tomorrow that I've yet to study for. Luggage half packed. Room's in a mess. No shuaiges in town.
This trip better be good.
See you all next Friday night.
Morning Duty Flight
Feels like quite a while since I dutied on a morning flight. Very not used to it.
Good thing is-- I'll get to duty with my batchgirl this leg. The only time I ever dutied with a batchgirl was in March. Now waiting for the time to duty with a classgirl. Sigh... long wait.
It's 3 and a half hours away from Scheduled Wakeup Time (SWT). Gonna get some beauty sleep and prepare myself for the self-introductions I have to make tomorrow.
See you all in a week's time.
Imagine If Singapore Has This...
What comes to your mind when people mention nightclubs?? Lots of booze and sleezy people...
Here's a rather famous 'host' in Japan. He even appeared on various TV programs and magazines. Guess it's hard to find a 'host' who looks decent, doesn't smoke, and plays the piano well. Almost perfect.
Please let me know if you have a similar candidate...
How To Look (Act) Cute
Have you ever wondered-- why is it that the Japanese girls you see on TV and magazines always look so cute and pretty?
Answer: Cosmetics and positions.
There are dozens of fashion and beauty magazines teaching them how to apply the various types of cosmetics and what Not-To-Put on your face ever.
By positions I mean the way they take their pictures. Camera and video phones are so sommon there that they seldom use digital cameras. (From what I noticed.) They've mastered the best angles to take photos-- everyone looks like an angel with big eyes and sharp chins.
The most important point-- to open your eyes BIG and hold the camera close when taking the picture. Act cute and pretend to be a Chipmunk or whatever image you have in mind.
Night Flights
Some crew prefer overnight flights, because we get a crew rest of about 40 or 50 minutes at least. Some crew prefer day flights, because time seems to pass by faster.
Me? I'll take the night flights. Reason?? I get to see the stars and the sunrise.
It's amazing-- how those stars (and there are a lot when you're 35000 feet up in the sky) shine. It feels as though I can just reach out and touch them. It's THAT close.
And the sunrise-- you'll see the black sky turning blue-ish slowly, and then out of nowhere, a line of bright orange appears over the wing of the plane. Simply gorgeous.
(Ermm... The spots there are actually from the dirty airplane window...)
A Summary of My Flying Life So Far
November 2005: Osaka, New York, Los Angeles
December 2005: Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City), Osaka, New York
January 2006: Saigon, New York
February 2006: Los Angeles, San Francisco
March 2006: New York, Saigon, Las Vegas/Los Angeles
April 2006: Los Angeles, Osaka, New York
May 2006: San Francisco, Saigon
Here's the tally-- Excluding my 3 OJT flights:
Saigon: 4 times
New York: 4 times
Los Angeles: 3 times
San Francisco: 2 times
Osaka: 2 times
Las Vegas: 1 time
Now that I've listed them out, it dosen't seem like a lot. Maybe I should count the number of stays I had in KUL and NRT. Maybe that will explain why I feel so... 'flown'.
Ghirardelli
Soemtimes I don't know why I shop, when the things I buy usually stay in their original packaging for a long long time since I get home.
-Books that I bought all around the States.
-Chocolates...
-Bath and shower products
-Nail polishes
-Bags
I just opened the can of chocolate powder I bought in San Francisco last month. Didn't follow the directions properly-- just put 2 big teaspoons of cocoa powder, hot water, and condensed milk. Stir stir stir.
Result: Tastes like Milo, but much thinner.
