Monday, June 10, 2013

The void history

I clearly remember how i first stepped into this industry. It wasn't a good start. but i'm glad that it did happened anyway.

I joined Westin hotel as a banquet server back in 2002, when i was 15.  Like any secondary school kiddo with an already developed criminal bent, I didn't give a damn about the job.

Main objective back then, cash. Cold hard cash to to support my addictions for fags and daily dosage of illegal supplement.

Second encounter was cosy bay. Amazing place which somehow transformed me into a super waiter.
Now, cozy bay is a lighthouse beer garden which served average kinda food along with average kinda drinks at not so average kinda prices. the lighthouse itself stands at 3 story high with a total cover of more than 300 seating's. Due to the romantic ambiance, countless rich fool are willing to pay for good service. And for me, it was just so easy. I got promoted from a waiter to a part time supervisor within a month, causing uproar among the seniors. I liked that.

Right there, right then. I fell in love with the FnB industry.

Bread on the table

4 years. 4 years since i last write with much pride and enthusiasm about my passion.

It's like,  a black hole, sucking me into its dark abyss, deeper and deeper.

Why?  I often ask myself.

 This passion of mine, has an invisible voice. 


It told me that i had to make a choice. It constantly reminded me of all my sacrifices and thus, pushing me forward.


While I have done this. At times, I beg of you to hear the quietest of all voices. 


Listen hard. Hold your ground. Keep your eyes on your prize. 


The stage is all yours.