lovely child

This is actually one of the delayed post. i mean, very delayed...

it happens when the back office is still under renovation, and the reception has to be moved to some not so strategic corner and therefore we the staff, if need to go to the back office, first, from the west wing, have to go over to the east wing and then go to first floor, cross all the way to get to the west wing again and get down to ground floor.

long journey.

but since it's my first week there, knowing nothing much of the operation in the front desk, i rather walk around than just standing at one side looking at others operating the counter.

Surprisingly that, there were many functions held on the first floor, from meeting rooms to small ballroom to big ballroom....

and there's once, i helped the A.M photostat some documents, and as i was on my way back, there's this plump indian man...a reporter, waiting outside one of the meeting hall and suddenly yield out loud at me" What a wonderful child!!!"

me, was in real shock. and he snapped my pictures and told me to give him my phone number. But i was the hotel's policy that we, staff in uniform, shall never give out guest our personal nnumber, so i told him that..

and then he asked, then how can i pass u the photo?

i forgotten the hotel there's this area called the reception, where i'm suppose to work at..

then i said, well, u can keep it if u like it.

wasai.... damn regret man. should have just tell him to leave it in reception!!!

*long piak