GEMS (The Gist Of It)
I was in Malaysia today. My family and I go there sometimes. It's really a routine; once a month or so, Dad would suggest going to Malaysia. And then we would get ourselves caught up with the latest games and movies. Splurging and splurging on inexpensive things, and then leaving with filled bags and empty pockets.
So one thing we do before all that, is to eat at this chicken rice stall - set in the middle of a lane facing an empty cobblestone street. It's only half a year old from renovation, and the subtle lights and veneered plywood really makes anyone think it's high class restaurant - until you smell the stench inside la. Lol. And according to my brother and Dad (who have eaten there before it was refurbished), they used to serve faaantastic chicken rice. Like the kinds you will never get to eat in Singapore.
And so for the first few times I went there, I really enjoyed it.
But today was different. The attendant served us our chicken (half a steam chicken and half a roasted one), and he suddenly stood up and asked.
"Why is there so little breast meat?"
Believe me, my Dad is those kind of quiet solemn men who people count as alphamales. So it wasn't his cup of tea to raise an objection in public. So he asked it in the nicest way ever to that lady attending us. And she went speechless, and said she'll ask her boss.
Suddenly, this auntie sitting two tables from us spoke to my Dad, "Uncle? You also think they give very little chicken meat hor?"
"Yes, very little, they use to give quite abit, but the portions are getting smaller and smaller,"
And this started a huge long string of consumer angst that I'm too lazy to blog about. But my Dad said something about 'Dishonest business," that I kept pondering about that. Like how people give you a bad plate of chicken rice cause they just want the money that comes with it. I guess service isn't really a big thing in the suburbs of Malaysia (neither is it in Singapore, actually). People say service is really important... but actually I think anyone who hates their job and has been doing it for years won't really bother about giving you good service. To give good service, you must really love the job you're doing, have an utmost passion for it, and really concern about the feedback of the customers cause you want to improve. When you have a job like that *snap* the services you give are never gonna be a dunce.
So it all boils down on whether you like what you're doing.
I know half of us don't really know what we're gonna land up in life. And like everyone else, I try not to look in the future for a moment, and just focus on doing my best with where I'm at now. But I think ambitions and goals are important too. And if you don't have one at this point, maybe it's time to seek God and do some soulsearching to find one. Cause it'll come in handy when you're at the crossroads.
Alright, Star Wars Jedi Knights 2 Old Republic here I come!