The Story of Sigma Men

34. Waiters

~ No friend is more familiar than science, no friend is closer than imagination. 

[POV Uzzlah]

Now I've been wearing my work uniform, which is a two-tone orange buttoned suit, black base pants, and black leather shoes.

Brother Sreng!!!!

The sounds of the spatula clashed with the large cauldron. Occasionally flames roared high out of the cauldron.

The chef is very good. Like being at a circus. Kitchen people are busy cooking.

The smell of spices and the puff of cooking fumes collaborated great. Making the nose sniff, making the stomach of the crickets.

TRIINNG

There are twelve bowls of patin pindang on the table.

Two weeks of being a waitress was a short time for me to adjust.

Yes, both of my hands are able to carry two trays at once. I put six bowls of patin down to one tray. Same for the other tray.

I slide one tray slightly to the lip of the table, then my left palm sticks to the bottom of the tray as a pedestal.

Then the tray I lift up while turning a little so that the direction of my left finger towards 9 o'clock.

I just keep sliding the other tray to the lip of the table and I do the same as before.

Two trays over my shoulder. I passed through the passageway for about twenty meters. Proud, my footsteps were a bit faster.

Because now is the time for dinner, the restaurant is crowded, especially this Sunday night.

For men with UMR income, it seems that they must think four times before eating here. Especially if he is his girlfriend.

Anyway, the paycheck more do not come here. Mending find pecel lele fringe only.

As far as I know, people who often eat here are usually businessmen, government officials, artists, and important people

I was very careful because it was raining. The streets in the passageway and the small iron bridge were rather wet.

I slowly passed the iron bridge. Then enter the floating ship whose walls there are flickering lights.

This floating ship is very good at night when viewed from a distance because the lights are in harmony with the shape of the ship.

I'm heading for a rather long table. There will be more than 10 people there. Orders are twelve.

Cold weather accompanied by the sound of rain spots makes the atmosphere of eating patin pindang more delicious.

I lit the fire with a small stove, a little smaller than the diameter of the bowl, so that the shields remained warm.

Pindang patin here the top. The sauce is spicy. The fish is soft savory. Natural spices make the body healthy.

Then I headed towards the drinks post. There are a few drinks. Avocado juice, mango juice, sweet iced tea, coffee. I took it all and brought it to the table.

"Thank you, Mom," said the white shirt. His mustache smiled

"Return, sir, "reply with a smile.

More than ten times I went back and forth from the kitchen to the floating ship, dropping off all orders.

From after Maghrib until nine o'clock the orders to be delivered do not stop. There is just an order.

Just down the aisle, Mr. Assmen suddenly asked me to speak.

"Sir, there's a puddle of water, try to clean it up."

Actually I had to deliver the order, but since there was an order from Mr. Assmen I let the order first.

I went to OB's room and took a water raid. Then I dragged the pooled water out the hallway. Water straight to the river.

After that I went back to work as usual.

Then a few moments later Mr. Assmen came back to me. His face is a bit serious.

"That's still water. Clean again! "

For the second time I did the same. Even Mr. Assmen up to three times ordered me.

"You're not doing it?"

"I've done it, sir. The roof is leaking a little. So the water keeps netes." I'm a little angry. "Sir, this is OB's job. Not my job."

Then I left and got busy with my work. I was so upset that I was told to.

However, the next day Mr. Assmen came up to me and apologized for what happened yesterday.

***

There's a small fold. Now get into the matter of Investments and Profitability. How to calculate Annual Costs, profits, and cash flows.

Contribution and Breakeven Charts, Capital Costs, Depreciation. Then about other ecomomy processes, Accounting and cost control, Manufacturing-cost Estimation, FixedFixed-Capital-Cost Estimation.

There are a lot of charts and tables that I find difficult to understand. Sometimes I call Zahid asking. He understood because it was taught directly by the lecturer.

Yes while I can only learn self-taught. In addition to books, I also studied through internet media, attended online seminars, and joined an online group of science lovers.

From morning until noon I spent my time reading, the rest of it certainly helped my mother sell.

I rarely go out like people. I'd rather spend time reading, talking, and studying with my sister.

I may not be in college, but I hope my sister will not be the same as me.

I want him to go to high school. With a scholarship, that's all. If he could study abroad. I hope that.

Rian was waiting by the door.

"Buruan, Brother. Later sister late. Later Miss Dewi was angry again afraid of him. Keep comparing Rian with Sister. Brother was never late in SMP first. Shame on Rian when it's too late."

"Ready, Eight Six! Ready, my handsome brother!"

I gasped my sister off to school.

***

Half an hour three in the afternoon.

I say goodbye to Mom. "Watch up, son."

On top of this duck bike, while watching the road, while I was counting the expenses for this month.

School fees, rent, rice for the next few days, and debt installments.

Then the salary I will receive at the beginning of this month is left a little, most for motorbike and gasoline services for the next two weeks.

Unlike previous workplaces, here I could not bring a book to read because there was not the slightest free time.

That's why from morning until noon I used it well to study at home.

Arriving at the restaurant, if there is no order, I help the kitchen people tasks, such as cutting kale and cleaning chili.

Occasionally also sometimes directly involved with cooking things if needed, such as lifting a shade with a large load.

The dusty fan in the corner of the room threw back the smoke of air vapor coming out of the steam device.

Ketchup steam grouper.

This is one of my favorite menus and an expensive menu here. There are also steamed fish. Rare species now. The price is expensive too.

I moved because of the sound of that crackle. There are sweet sour shrimp, black pepper squid, kale chalice and some other foods I'm ready to deliver.

I brought all those menus with two trays. The streets are a bit wet because of the rain.

I've been slowly fitting on the iron bridge, but....

Braaakk....

My eyes towards the sky.

Body thudding.

It hurts.

Mr. Assmen raised my body. Dirty clothes. Immediately I went to the toilet, cleaned my clothes, and calmed down.

My salary this month.

Even the total price of the order I brought was greater than the salary I would receive.

Minus my money this month. I had to replace all the orders that fell. For a while I was wandering in front of the toilet.

Mr. Assmen approached me. "How are you, not hurt, right?"

"It's okay, sir. How much money should I change, sir?" I said limp. My eyes bowed. I'm so guilty.

Mr. Assmen looks tough and holds my shoulder. He sees me straight.

"It's okay, Uzzlah. You don't have to replace the food that falls. You accidentally dropped it. The resto won't demand anything from you. Don't worry. You have to keep working as usual."