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After working at Zouk for a little less than a month, I realized some very random facts like:


It made my memory so bad that I can't remember what day it is today.

Though the whole club is fully air-conditioned, I sweat like a sweating cow sometimes.

The manager is funny, and he keeps forgetting whether I'm still schooling or not.

The floor staffs are super duper friendly people.

Some customers are pretty fucked up, especially those who keep their nose above their eyes.

Some customers are pretty cool, especially those who say 'thank you' or even simply smiling at you.

A bottle of mineral water is Zouk costs 8 bucks.

Time in Zouk flies.

I saw Charlene Choi from Twins.

I saw Ben, Darren, Joaquim Gomez and Rui En too.

E-33 Cider tastes like alcoholic soda when drank without the syrup.

George saw a little boy in Zouk that can pass through other people; a ghost.

Joanne got an extra ticket to S-Pop Hurray but I said no.

7 ladies asked for my number and only 2 contact me.

2 ladies tried to get my number but chooses not to when I told them only 21 this year.

I am learning how to shuffle, so that I can shuffle hardstyle someday lol.

Bus 16 and 175 takes a bloody long time to arrive.

Sometimes you can't differentiate whether if this person is male or female.

A gay touch my butt and I pushed him away.

A gay fondle my hand and I pushed him away.

I spilled a quarter glass of Ak-47 on a customer.

You got to call out the customer's name before you allow him/her to sign the credit slips.

Customers like to ask, 'What you have?'.

I will answer, 'What you want?'.

Was kidding. I will answer, 'Do you have any preference? Be it alcoholic or non-alcoholic?'.

Staffs have free flow of soft drinks, and ice water.

We have written test on product knowledge.


Hmm that's all for now, will write more when there's more.

Idiotic lo

Working at zouk is tiring.

Anyway just wanted to rant on something that happened while working this morning.

I'll just cut it short...

Senior asked me to clear several glasses and jugs left unattended on a certain area.

I approach two nearest groups of customers, inquiring whether if the drinks belong to them/or if they don't want it anymore.

Both said it's not theirs. Ok fine, so i start clearing by picking up a piece of crumpled serviette and throw it into one of the jug (which was still half full of tiger draught).

Then this fucked up customer from the left nearest group of customers approached me and shouted, ' What are you doing?!'.

I courteously told him that his friend told me that the drink does not fucking... I mean does not belong to them.

His friend looked at him and said, 'I don't know it's ours.'

Yet still he ignored his friend and stared at me.

Nevermind, customer comes first. I tried my best to produce an apologetic look and said sorry while placing my hand on his shoulder at the same time.

Then he looked at my hand on his shoulder as if my hands are full of his girlfriend's monthly... erm, discharge.

He shouted, 'What are you doing?!', again. Of course I removed my hands from his shoulder.

After which he stared at me with the essence of 'I am going to beat you up' for several seconds before shaking his head and move away.

Fucked up right?

First of all, you're dumb to leave your drinks unattended. If the crowd is little then nevermind as seats are everywhere. But the place was so bloody crowded and yet you still leave you drinks at one place while you guys shifted to another, taking up even more seats? Assholes.

Secondly, it's your geek-looking friend who said that the drinks does not belong to you guys, of course I'll clear la, I'm there to work, not to play lo. If you wanna fuck and throw your pathetic childish tantrum on someone, fucking do it on your friend and not me.

Thirdly, his geek-looking friend don't even tried to help the situation even though he himself know that he started the whole scenario. Fucking piece of shit. He just sat there throughout as if nothing is happening.

Fourth, if you're a head shorter than me, body width probably just over half of me, and you still think you can whack me up, HA HA HA. You can try.

Assholes.

Anyway, something out of this topic.

You can do this to me, I don't fucking care. But the rest of them are you friends for 8 years, and some even more. Can't you see that your actions had hurt them? My disappointment counts for nothing compared to theirs. If you want to keep it that way, fine. I wish you happiness from the depth of my disappointment. Cheers.

Oh so I see

My realization came way too late.