Nostalgic memories revived everytime any random songs from 'coast to coast' plays on my mind. And everytime I think of holidays. Everytime I think of bintang walk, of relaxing and being free. Stress-free, that is. I could still remember January 4th, and it had never fail to make me smile. That was my last day at work in fish & co. the last day, and it was a day I work totally full shift. young had to go to college that morning, so he gave me his morning shift. I still remember that chicken croissant from san fransisco - my breakfast that morning.
I remember distributing flyers in that navy blue shirt and bermudas. Standing in front of the "dome entrance", "san fransisco entrance" and in between klp and Lot 10. Smiling at people I don't even know. Tolerating manners of complete strangers from all walks of life. Meeting human of all races. People with all kinds of attitude.
Those times when it was jam packed with customers - I was the rollerblade-girl. Taking orders, serving food. Chatting with the foreigners - most of them are friendly. Far friendlier than most local customers. Among all the customers, I remembered this couple who had been extremely patient and friendly. They have three complimentary dishes an extra complimentary tea from us because of some order errors. I also remember little Sarah, a real adorable lil girl who claimed her favourite fish is Dory fish. She had been eating at fish & co. for 3 times during her stay in kl. LoL.
Then there were times when it was as quiet as could be .... eating dinner @ staff meals at the corner, and in the back-of-the-house [BOH]. Last few days of work as Hermes and Young's trainer. I think the part I liked most was the closing part. but most people started doubting my sanity when I told them I love the closing. they go like "the closing? You liked the closing?" - surprised, I guess. It was fun.
Washing toilets, mopping the floor, wiping wooden blocks and side stations. I was carrying tables for exam few days back, and it brought me back to those nights when I had to carry tables which are twice heavier than those. And I remember having muscle pains few days after that. In fact, it lasted for a week.
Somehow, working there had been fun. And it played a huge role in my life. I guess it must've been partly the location. Bintang walk sure do mean a lot to me. It was the place I "grew up". Sort of... one thing for sure, my alma mater was there. I spent most of my weekends there when I was younger - mom always bring us to shop and walk around the bb area. way back before star hill and bintang walk even existed.
posted by Nic @ 23:50
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