I finally get a job
Here’s the ultimate question: what will a man do once he finds the lady that he knows he’s going to love for the rest of his life. Of course, unless he has the checkbook of Paris Hilton, he will eventually get into those physically demanding, low-paying bullshit jobs. That’s just an inevitable part of growing up, I guess.
And it finally happens to me. After some serious consideration I finally land a job at a place called Eros Café in Adelaide. It's a mediterannian eating place. There are several things that I had in mind. First of all is because I have no class until the next term and I sure as hell won’t go back home. Marine Observers don’t go home until they get their objectives done.
Another thing is because I’ve been having too much idle time lately.In spite of its enormous size, Adelaide is actually quite a conservative city with almost nothing do since most places except some restaurants shut after 5 PM. Lord knows why after 20 years of existence I’m still stuck with conservative living holes. Seriously, in the past few months my concept of entertainment has been evolving around nothing but Simpson’s reruns, X-box and jibberish talk with my baby.
So yeah, I figured I could use some job to keep my brain cells working. Here are some pictures of my work place, anyway. It’s located at Rundle Street, the center of activities in Adelaide.
It’s quite a good place and it has a European atmosphere. It reminds me to Kesawan Square in so many ways.
Financially speaking, this is a terrible setback for me because back in Indonesia I used to teach English to a group of high school kids and I literally earned a 7 digit income. At one point I even managed to buy my mom a fine piece of china using my own money. But here…well, at least this is a cool place I’m working at.
If you read this (whether you’re Indonesian or Australian) and you’re planning to drop by at our café, don’t hesitate to do so. We have a special breakfast menu which you can get for just 2.50 dollars.
Anyway, here are several things that you should remember when you visit our café.
1. I’m an Indonesian, which means you should drop the southern drawl and take your order in a proper English.
2. I DON’T solicit gay sex.
3. I’d really expect some tip.
Another breaking news: my gf says she’ll take up some modeling audition starting next year. The funny thing is that I normally consider model as the lowest creature ever to grace god’s wonderful kingdom. But when it comes to her, I just approve it without asking questions. Matter of fact, I encourage her. Talk about double standard.
And it finally happens to me. After some serious consideration I finally land a job at a place called Eros Café in Adelaide. It's a mediterannian eating place. There are several things that I had in mind. First of all is because I have no class until the next term and I sure as hell won’t go back home. Marine Observers don’t go home until they get their objectives done.
Another thing is because I’ve been having too much idle time lately.In spite of its enormous size, Adelaide is actually quite a conservative city with almost nothing do since most places except some restaurants shut after 5 PM. Lord knows why after 20 years of existence I’m still stuck with conservative living holes. Seriously, in the past few months my concept of entertainment has been evolving around nothing but Simpson’s reruns, X-box and jibberish talk with my baby.
So yeah, I figured I could use some job to keep my brain cells working. Here are some pictures of my work place, anyway. It’s located at Rundle Street, the center of activities in Adelaide.
It’s quite a good place and it has a European atmosphere. It reminds me to Kesawan Square in so many ways.
Financially speaking, this is a terrible setback for me because back in Indonesia I used to teach English to a group of high school kids and I literally earned a 7 digit income. At one point I even managed to buy my mom a fine piece of china using my own money. But here…well, at least this is a cool place I’m working at.
If you read this (whether you’re Indonesian or Australian) and you’re planning to drop by at our café, don’t hesitate to do so. We have a special breakfast menu which you can get for just 2.50 dollars.
Anyway, here are several things that you should remember when you visit our café.
1. I’m an Indonesian, which means you should drop the southern drawl and take your order in a proper English.
2. I DON’T solicit gay sex.
3. I’d really expect some tip.
Another breaking news: my gf says she’ll take up some modeling audition starting next year. The funny thing is that I normally consider model as the lowest creature ever to grace god’s wonderful kingdom. But when it comes to her, I just approve it without asking questions. Matter of fact, I encourage her. Talk about double standard.
I get a gay vibe visiting that place...seriously
Posted by
Liv |
2:00 PM
seems like a cool place and nice job too. anyway, were they annoyed by you taking picture of them? well never mind, i always asking people this really stupid question. hey, did you get john mayer's autograph?
Posted by
nitya |
10:28 PM
qno...I took 'em just days before applying for the job. Besides its a pretty bohemian quarter so noone really cares.
I dont get John's autograph. He's being kind of snobby. but I did get his bassist signature
Posted by
Continuum |
9:34 AM
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