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Saturday, March 18, 2006

I like working at the my current workplace. There's only 1 drawback - my supervisor. He's a real big egomaniac. He always wants things his way, and doesn't care if things will get screwed up and all. He doesn't do much work, all he does is sit behind the PC and make phone calls, eats and drinks (mostly right in front of the counter), look at female members' breasts, talk cock with the full timers and bitch about us part-timers. Yes, he doesn't really like us part-timers. We're taught almost next to nothing when he's the only one supervising us during work, except to clear plates, wipe tables and serve food.

There are only 4 people, out of the 12 or so working there who are able to counter him, and they are the manager, assistant manager and 2 full-timers. The managers don't like him as well. Apparently, the only guy who liked him at the poolside cafe got fired recently, and since then he's been acting like he's got a stick permanently shoved up his ass. He gets scolded by the managers most of the time and gets sarcastic remarks thrown his way all the time by the 2 of the full-timers. So to escape getting fired, all he does is pretend to work when the managers are around. And when they're around, us part-timers learn stuff like being food-runners and how to operate the machinery and the aloha system, which we use to take orders and key in members' identification. But the moment he's the sole man running the show, all of us get thrown out, save for those part-timers who are more senior, because he doesn't have that many full-timers to man the 2 or 3 aloha systems there.

Just last week I got him in quite a bit of trouble. I was told by the asst. manager before he left to
report to my supervisor for certain duties. Well, I knew it had to be to learn stuff behind the counter. So I just went up to him and asked him what I was supposed to do. But all I got was a "I don't know anything" from him. So I sms-ed my asst. manager and asked him what I was supposed to do. He replied that I was to learn how to work behind the counter. So I confronted my supervisor. Somehow I think the asst. manager also sms-ed him because he was in a very foul mood when I confronted him. He said rather loudly at me, "Now that the managers are not around, I'm the one in charge and I will give the orders", and I was quite pleased because after that, there's some tension between him and the managers. I think everyone's been complaining more about him already. He's also shooting himself in the foot quite often by trying to change decisions made by the asst. manager, and he's only a supervisor.

And he aspires to be the manager of the poolside cade one day. Fat hope. Everyone feels that he doesn't have the calibre to reach that post. When things go wrong, all he does is yell, shout and bark stupid orders that just confuse everyone. Like the one time he was in charge at night, there were so many orders that he went into the kitchen and kept switching orders, as there were members waiting outside who ordered later than other members but were demanding that their food was to be served first. So in the end there was total chaos, and he shouting at the chefs until the chefs were all fed up and kept cursing his name. When I came out of the kitchen to bring food to the runners' station, I heard him say that it wasn't the chefs' fault, but the members for rushing the orders, when earlier I heard him say that it was the chefs' fault for screwing up orders. Basically, it was his presence in the kitchen that screwed up orders. I bet the chefs' complained to their boss, because I see some tension now between some of the senior chefs and our supervisor. And that day, when I was standing behind him in the kitchen waiting for the orders to be ready, I heard him swearing at one of the chefs' for his supposed incompetance (after the part when he kept passing the blame here and there). I nearly lost it there and then and hammered him. It was only because one of the other part-timers grabbed my arm that I calmed down a little. Everything that goes wrong always somehow happens to be his stupid fault, but he always blames it on others. I wish he'd get transferred to housekeeping or something. At least over there there's this really huge Indian guy whom I'm on good terms with there who can keep him in check. Hehheh.

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