Now is no time to hyperventilate

My last day is over. It is only the 2nd time in my life that I have resigned from a job (which isn’t saying much considering I’m about to start the 4th one) and I felt very strange and unsure what to do and there was lots of hugging or awkward should we or should we not hug moments. Generally, I went with the negative in those moments.

My favourite boys (well, men but whatever) in the warehouse made me a lovely, heart felt card, although I kind of demanded they make it. Isn’t it lovely? It is all the things that affected me in the day to day. There are things on the front and back too but I liked the middle the most. Not only that, but they bestowed the much contributed too rubber band ball. To put this into perspective, it is larger than a softball. It has much love and effort in it.

Farewell Card & gift
Click to enlarge – pretend there are no addresses on there ๐Ÿ™‚

So, perhaps it wasn’t my desk I missed the most. Although, I did say goodbye to my computer and farewell to all the browser history I had to hastily delete. Perhaps, it was the people that I will miss the most. I will, after all, have another desk to sit at and hope that they let me use Google Chrome (and that there is unlimited internet! Which, alas, I doubt) but I will be the loner girl in the break room and the one looking on in confusion at the in-jokes that are told. I’ll have to break in to a new group of people again and probably think how much they all suck initially ๐Ÿ˜€

It is strange to think that these people are no longer colleagues (or ex-colleagues as one of my… ex-colleagues used to say) but… friends? I have to say I’ve never kept a friend from a job I have finished but these people will probably change that. It seems that way right now anyway.

The thoughts of 3

Occasionally over the last few days I’ve wanted to blog about something but never found the time. currently, these thoughts are compounding and soon I’m sure I’ll lose them. So, I bring you a post split into 3.

Post #1 – Dear KFC, Why do you suck?

Dear KFC staff,

Why is it that every time I go to KFC the service is slow. Were I at another fast food place it would take 5 minutes but at KFC it will take 15 and my food will cost more!

I’m sure your answer will be something along the lines of why don’t I piss off and go else where. Well, I should. Unfortunately, KFC is quite conveniently placed for me and some times I will be starving and my stomach will say to my brain “KFC?” and my brain being so starved of energy will say “Oh my yes! I want chips!!” and so we walk down.

Then both the stomach and the brain curse themselves and think “Argh, KFC service is bad!! Damnit!” but we’ve been waiting in 10 minutes by that time so we stay. So we are left with the staff who have to check 3 times that I’m still missing my large chips or my burger and forget to give me my drink.

It kind of fascinates me that KFC somehow consistently hires the worst of the worst. How are they so efficient at this and yet efficient at nothing else? I wonder if they pay less (if that is actually possible).

So I ask, if there are any KFC staff out there who would like to defend themselves, please do. Don’t worry, I’m aware the internet can be a little complex for you and it is ok if you can’t decipher how to comment. I understand. You do work at KFC after all.

Post #2 – A fondue date

Yesterday, I was lucky enough to have a day off from work. One of my colleagues also had a day off and we met up at the mall. She had bought my some deliciousness from a Sydney bakery the day before and kindly offered to bring them in on Friday.

So we shopped a little and she offered to make me lunch! It was such a kind gesture something that I’ve very rarely experienced.

She was an incredible host, to the point where I felt guilty about the very little that I helped. She wouldn’t let me cook or clean and kept my drink filled to the brim. Her choice of lunch was this cheesy deliciousness that kind of resembled fondue but had mushrooms and bacon in it. All in all, wonderful!

I felt touched that she would take the time to do all that for me.

Post #3 – Uhh, Chicken feet?

One of my friends has been overseas for a month and before that transferred to Melbourne to work so I haven’t seen her in about 2 months. She flew back in yesterday and so we promptly arranged lunch.

So today, I had my very first Yum Cha experience. It was nothing like I had expected and was quite fun. I loved that every 5 mins or so staff came out with a new mysterious selection of dishes to try. Luckily, I was with some Yum Cha experts and my friends (the one from the previous post and the one mentioned here – sisters in fact) spoke the same language as the staff which made everything easy.

I didn’t recognise any of the foods and it felt like a lucky dip. I felt very daring as I tried nearly everything (and even drank the tea! I’m kind of anti-tea) but couldn’t come at the chickens feet or something with Scallops on top… but only because I don’t like scallops ๐Ÿ™‚

Not only did we have a lovely lunch but my friend had brought back souvenirs! – YAY! – and I now have some chocolate from different parts of Europe among other things. Like a very neat keyring! It’s the first souvenir keyring that wasn’t crap ๐Ÿ˜€ I actually transferred my keys onto it the first opportunity I got.

It was great having her back but she leaves again in 3 days!! It doesn’t feel like enough.

At least I got to share my virgin Yum cha experience with her ๐Ÿ™‚