WORST Customer Service everrrr

Sunday, March 21, 2010

1) Des ordered steak. The waitress who took our order don't even know what is 'medium rare'. So, Des said "Never mind. I write for you, You just show it to the chef, he should know what I want." and then he wrote it down in her notepad.

2) They totali forgot the appetizer that I ordered. Boo.

3) The server half-threw the food on the table in front of us. You imagine; plate haven't touch table, the body turn to walk off already. Any more force in the throw and it will look exactly as if she threw food to dogs.

4) The food suck. Though I was rather sure if the appetizer had even appeared, it would have saved them from the demerit points I was about to give them.

5) They conveniently forgot our dessert

6) we had to remind them twice. No, wait, I think it was thrice (the appetizer was ala carte so can cancel, but dessert was part of the set that we're paying for and we're not intending to walk off without our ice cream!)

7) The FASTEST and most EFFICIENT thing.. was when we called for bill. I think it took less than 30 secs for the bill to reach us.

This is not part of the overall bad customer service experience but then we couldn't help but notice that the couple sitting right beside our table had to even ask for their own ice water when such simple things should be automated.


which brings me to no. 8.

8) they DO have service charge. Wth.

...and after we had finished our main course and (finally) got our dessert, the next table's food still haven't reached and we overheard the girl remark "we drink ice water can already..."

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 12:21 am

Exercising

Saturday, March 20, 2010

I once tried to convince Des about how he should start exercising more because claiming that he's on a diet and eating char kway teow at the same time is never going to work out (pun unintended).

"Follow me lah.. I exercise everyday!" I told him.

"Serious?" he asked, looking doubtful.

"Ya!! I do sit-ups every morning!" I insisted, looking half annoyed.

He pondered and then started to make plans for jogging on certain days of the week.

.......

What he hasn't asked was how many situps do i do.

Because the answer is: one.

.... Whenever I wake up from bed in the morning...

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 9:41 am

8 Steps in choosing a Rabbit Cage

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Life, as it is, is not simple and straightforward.

I think the one bad thing is that when it comes to shopping, we almost ALWAYS get sidetracked.

The last time I did a very motivational TARGET-ONLY shopping trip was when I wanted to go buy a surprise gift. That was with Yin.

We ended up heaving home not only the surprise gift but shoes, hairband, hair dye, make-up... you name it.

And today was no exception when I went to shop for a rabbit cage.

To summarise...Popiah's habitat has been downgraded due to Fengshui-related reasons. So this was the first time in a long time that she came back to my room, more specifically, she came back to where she first lived when she joined the Lim's Family and its Ever-Expanding Animal Population that overpowers Humans; ...my balcony.

Since I am possibly her one and only favourite person (who else feeds her her favourite dried mango treats?) whose finger she doesn't actually try to gnaw off, she gets extra motivated to get out and run towards me.

She did. At close to 12 midnight.

Not exactly a good timing after an 'outter-world' experience I recently had together with Lynn. Chubby was sleeping and using my feet as his pillow when suddenly a shadow dashed across.

I got such a fright, thankfully it was a non-screaming one, that I think my height shrank from 158 cm to 153.

It took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness away from my table lamp, and I heaved a sigh of relief when I realised it was Popiah.

But not for long. Because it soon dawned on me that she actually jumped out of her playpen (possibly after hearing my voice in the room and with my bad habit of always talking to myself), and managed to get through a small opening of the balcony's sliding door and then run around in my room.

At first I ignored the sound because I thought it was just a flying Cockroach making its way through the dark.

Sidetrack: I know alot of macho guys who are afraid of flying Cockroachesssss! HAHAHAHA!!

Ok, anyway, here are the steps to buying a rabbit cage (don't see these steps as a guide to buying a proper rabbit cage. It is meant to ridicule how we always sidetrack while shopping).


1) Having to make my way to Serangoon North despite being super tired, especially after waking up with a headache and having it follow you the rest of the working day...

2) Choosing a shop to splurge at, out of the many shops there are at Serangoon North, the Pet Hub of tiny Singapore

3) Being side-tracked when petshop owner tried to tempt me to buy a Chinchilla by letting me hold one and making it pose like a kangaroo on my palm (yes. the little bugger really stood on his two hind legs like a kangaroo!)

4) Spend the next 15 minutes with a random Chinny leaning against my neck, which strangely enough, felt warm and comfortable because of blistering cold and powerful air-con in the shop (they turned on both the fan AND the air-con). Maybe the Chins like the cold? I don't know...

5) Spend the next 10 minutes coaxing a suicidal Chinchilla and preventing it from jumping onto every damn thing in the shop I touched because it starts 'aiming' to leap whenever I actually hold an item close enough within its jumping range

6) Rolling my eyes as Des bails out of the shop in order to smoke a cigarette and get away from his one pet peeve: Rodents. Des constantly reminds me that he only bought Popiah for me because he THOUGHT rabbits are docile creatures. Obviously, the poor guy doesn't think so anymore.

7) Chanced upon a HUGE teeth-grinding pumice stone that Chinny on my shoulder actually grinded its teeth on. I pushed it away gently and told him "No! This is for Popiah!"

8) Finally made my way to where the cages are and chooses the one out of 1 million types of rabbit cages available at the shop. I breathed a sigh of relief as my shopping trip has now officially come to an end. I just wanted to make my payment and get out, so I quickly signaled to the shop assistant and pointed out the cage I wanted. She turned around and say "That's great now that you have chosen the cage. So... what colour do you want?"

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:31 pm

One good turn deserves another

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

There's this little shop we like to go to that sells Jap food.

It's not exactly kicka$$ Jap food, but this also means that the price doesn't get our a$$es kicked either.

The thing is you could feel from the quaint little place that it was run by a family who probably lived above the cafe-style place as well.

(This is abit random but I always felt that they should have bought better chairs.)

Anyway, Des and I loved taking this seat by the window. No great view since it was on the ground floor. In fact, sometimes while slurping my Udon noodles, I look up and ralised that there is a group of people staring uncomfortably at me.

You know how Singaporeans are like. They seen the menu displayed outside the shop but aren't really convinced whether they should eat at the place or not, so the motto kicks in: When in doubt, stare.

Yes. Stare... at the poor guinea pigs eating their food. Check out what they are eating and the look on their faces to determine whether or not the food quality is good.

Not accurate if you look at me. My mum always says you can feed the sh*ttiest food in the world to me and I can make it look like it's edible... as long as it's not vegetarian. I have a phobia of pure plain vegetarian after a few jelly-leg related incidents.

One thing that struck me the most was ths one incident when we had finished, made payment and left the place.

Just as we pushed the heavy glass doors to get out of the place, this 2 ladies made their way in.

Des walked in front because he needed to light up and I followed behind him, holding the door open for the 2 ladies.

They smiled and said thanks as they quickly got in.

It was only after we actually reached home when we realised with horror that Mr Too Eager to Smoke left his hp back at the cafe.

As per natural reaction, I bombed it.

No one answered. It's supposed to be a good thing because it meant that no one had noticed the phone there yet. Or rather, whoever found it may be busy making phone calls on it.

I have a friend whose stolen handphone actually chalked up bills for calls to Nigeria!!!

Finally a lady picked up. I was thinking that it might be the Lady Boss of the place. The one whose permed hair kinda resembled the lady owner in Stephen Chow's movie, Kung Fu Hustle.

(Des did once suggested that I change my hair to resemble hers.)

Don't know who I'm talking about?....










Now you do.

Ok lah, but Lady Boss hair wasn't that jialat. It's just short and curled in an 'artificial' way.

It wasn't Lady Boss but another customer who was sitting at the same place we were. Apparently they pretended to ignore the phone's existence but because of persistent (read: irritating) ringing, courtesy of Cindy Lim, they decided to pick up.

And they told me that they only picked it up because it was ringing non-stop from the same number so they assumed it is the owner of the phone.

I shouted a YES very loudly and they said they'd wait for me and Des to come back to pick it up.

Lo and behold, as the car reached the place (it was right beside the road), and we wind down the window to receive the darling little E71 back, only to realise it was from the very same two ladies that I kept the door open for when we left!!!

So you see, my dear friends, one good turn deserves another and in this little totally unexpected incident, you get a taste of what it really means. They recognised us instantly as the people who had left right before them and without hesitation, returned the phone to us.

Totally unrelated but please let me say this. You see lah! I ask you don't leave your phone on the window sill liao! Still go put! You see lahh!! Here comes the most irritating part: I TOLD YOU SO!!!

CiiN Sniffed Her Pillow At 10:41 pm