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Back in Term 5 when Chef Vincent taught us this one rather confusing subject focused toward comfort in the working environment called Ergonomics. One of the topics covered a general view of the workplace and how an employer can establish discipline in a staff via various ways of incentives or bribe as I would rather call it.
Sense of belongingness was one of the key elements in boosting consistency during work, loyalty and discipline. Apparently the key to making the workers feel like scramping around for a smoke break every time is useless is to tamper with their ego, and go in hard. Giving them a big responsibility, attention and better lunch meals would encourage the worker to prone themselves to dilligence.
With the food promo coming too soon, a co-manager that just went through his grandfather’s funeral and the most hopeless Executive Chef you’ll ever despise for a French dinner, nothing is too easy to handle. The method of approach has turned from sweet to sour to a caramel Black Jack (google it). I’ve changed from the nice guy to the bastard making decisions for everyone. I’ve been accused of not being a team player and not considering the team effort.
Sometimes, we need to open up our eyes and look at the bigger picture. Consider that no leader (except the Chef I think) would actually drive a team they lead into the ground for shits. I can’t be explaining it over and over again everytime but I request the trust of my team mates to give the best options available and make the best decisions where time needs it. However, to no avail do I get co-operation from certain people. My ego is being squeezed to nothing and soon the only thing left in me will be a bad case of Waiter-Gone-Amuk.
So, before any of that happens to either me or anyone else, I am here to announce on the recorded world wide web and may approach you personally soon that we don’t need immature people on this team, and I will appreciate your presence but if you can’t be more open, then please feel free to inform your section leaders that you will not be there during our glorious event.
No hard feelings. Like Trump said, it’s just business 
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Applied Tech was under control. Nothing to scream, but surprised to see the best commis I’ve gotten so far is a 18 year old aspiring Pastry Chef cum Saxophonist cum Violinist. Chriss is a Term 1 student at that, ever willing to learn and be taught. He will probably be a great chef some day if he keeps it up, or he may just be another Term 1 student. Term 6 will see the dawn of this guy, but if he ever leaves with the same ambition, I wish him the little needed luck.
Today had to send Vincent back home after we went to Summit with Hadi in a wild goose chase of RM4 plates (which were nowhere to be found anyway) Nice to spend some time out with just these two since I can’t seem to find peace with anyone else for the time being. Go or die, Vincent! (internal serious case)
That reminds me, drama is all over the college now. We’ve got power couples, shitty ones and of course the neutrals ones that will just be cruising through college together looking like everything’s dandy. Love is in the air for Valemtime’s (internal joke), but emotional turmoil is definitely plastered all over the walls and ceiling. A bit more on the next post.
Gonna go wash Signal. Til’ next time.
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