Soon to be 3 months of my attachment liao, during this 2 long months plus of attachment have experience alot of injuries all over my hands but i counted quite lucky liao la cos my colleague injuries are more than me...but have experience from cuts to scald and from scald to burn, now my 2 precious hand have so called dis-figured liao la cos of the scar all over my fingers tip which i dun know will recover anot...then today is base my of feet that is starting to pain maybe is due to long hours of standing ba...now can say is super de pain but no choice still have to go work...haizzzz.

Like wat my previous section chef said to me "If there's a chance in the future, don't let kitchen be ur working area and the working time is no life kind(which i super agree), then when there's good credit we as the back line won't get any good credits one(can say is company take it for granted la), then if there's any complain or wat bad things we as the back line will be the first to get it(which i super agree and can see during my 2 months plus attachment)...so in simple saying is that good things we won't see anything, bad things we will be the first one to face it". After wat my chef told me all these, i really went thinking about it la even i know that i have no interests in this industry but wat he say is really really true...wat's the point of working when things we do are not appreciated but no choice we still need to do cos is a living...wat i mean by appreciated is that just a word of "thank you" will do but even this two words is so damn difficult to say out from the management level to us, so wat do u think about this organization...they treat us workers like dirt and treat management level like jewellery...haizzz...really this industry is hard to stay in, so if there's a chance dun ever ever stay into kitchen and make there a career location



Countdown to end of attachment:
10 Months
40 Weeks
283 Days
With lots of Off Days and MC i will be taking very soon (taken 1 MC so far)








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