A fairy indeed

The first time I heard about Strangers was through frequent waffle photos on Instagram. Have also been hearing good reviews from my friends. I've tried a little bit (in a rush) of some spoiled waffles which we can't serve. Not too bad, but I guess it will taste a lot better when I can sit down properly and get served while the waffles are hot and fresh. The only shocking thing is probably the price. $12-$15 for one?! Meh.

Today, as the waffle fairy, I understood why. You are paying for the mess waffles create, the difficulty in making the waffles without burning it or tearing it, and most importantly, for all the burn scars left on the hands of these fairies. Oh yea, the fairies cut the fruits too. Add on the cuts when we work too fast or when we are careless.

Serving people in the F&B industry can be really tiring, but I find joy and satisfaction in that. That's why I usually go for that when I'm looking for a vacation job. I've got experience (from banquet to restaurants to canteen stalls to cafes) and I think I can adapt to different working styles in different food places quite well. Of course sometimes I do make mistakes but generally, I am able to deal with it. 

Was kind of excited when I was asked to learn making waffles. Basically, there's a station specially dedicated for waffles and the person in-charge of that is called the "Waffle Fairy" - I think maybe because of the icing sugar (which they call "Fairy's Dust"). Hahahaha. Usually girls will be manning the station, but there was once a guy was doing the waffles and everyone said that he's the "Waffle Goddess". 

But wow oh so exciting. I wasted about 4-5 waffles. Too burnt, too much holes, or the waffles got stuck on the machine and I can't take it out. Sometimes the sides are torn. Ah, crap. Whatever it is, I was so stressed out during my night shift today. I just can't relax and serve people and make people happy and feel satisfied. I really wanted to swear whenever the waffles refused to cooperate and stick onto the machine like superglue. Whenever an order comes in, it's just like someone stabbed me from the back once. Kerai. I never felt so defeated before. So tired, so stressed, so helpless... All for your waffles!!!!!! Before I knew it, they were doing the last order thingy and the cafe is closing!! So intense I'm not even kidding that I didn't even realise that time passed so quickly.

Feeling worn out everytime I reached home just before 1am.. I'm always stoning on the last bus back home. Not an easy job. And then again, can someone just remind me why am I doing this? Hmmmm, I wanted to make coffee, but now I'm making waffles!! Oh, but my coffee over this summer holidays are covered anyway. Love (for good coffee) is blind and deaf. 

Lastly, salute to all the underrated waffle fairies working so hard and suffering silently behind the bar.