and so it begins

Woo hoo! I am an employed man! These hands are employed hands. These feet are employed feet. Pay isn't something you'd go ranting and raving about but the hours are wonderfully flexible and the environment seems pretty good. Kudos to JH for going straight to the top and sweeping the marketing manager off her feet. We were employed almost before we sat for the interview. Thanks a bunch man. Don't worry if she decides she wants more than an employer-employee relationship I'll keep my mouth shut.

My very first real job.

The only other time I've come close to actually working in the real world, i.e. the world outside the army, was during ACS(I)'s work experience programme. Was supposedlly assigned to Rasa Sentosa's 'front desk'. Instead they used the bunch of us for three weeks of almost free labour. They paid us 60 bucks for three weeks of work. Six days a week. 9 hours a day. The work? We were simply put as bell boys and then basically ignored by everybody except the concierge head who got it in his head that he had to fuck us as much as possible in three weeks. That was bloody screwed up man. Instead of learning how the hotel operated and how daily business goes about, we spent three weeks lugging bags all over the shop, answering endless questions about when the shuttle bus would arrive and to put up a show of carrying the bags to collect as big a tip as possible. Well at least now I know what the inside of presidential suite really looks like.