Guinness Stout

Burnt quite a bit of moola over the last week, so I jumped the chance when Richard came knocking to invite me to do part-time work.

Worked for the Guinness Stout Irish Party which was held at the empty grass patch next to CHIJMES. It was pretty good money for an assignment type part time job. Not too tough either (garung guni was crappy!)

It was a 1 and half day assignment. Started on Good Friday and ended on Saturday night. Nothing much to say about the work, just that Richard and I had free flow of stout on Saturday night. Haha. Somehow the stout din taste too bad on that night, and we kept drinking n drinking since it was free for us.

One thing that made me feel bad was that both Dad and dear came to wait for me to knock off. I had specifically told mum to tell Dad to not come to pick me as I wanted him to have more rest. More importantly I din know the exact time as to when I’d knock off, so I din want him to wait aimlessly and waste time there. However mum did not do as I told her to and Dad came way the work had ended. Anyway, dad came and though I din wanted it to be so, I was still quite touched by what dad did.

I din expect dear to travel all the way to come and visit me. And she had brought along some herbal tea for me to drink just when I desperately needed some drink. So sweet…. She came around 6pm, and waited for me to knock off so that I could have some company when I go home and I dun have to travel to her place to pick her for supper. So understanding… she waited for me around the area till around 10pm, when I finally got to know that we had to work OT. Dad came around that time, so I thought of asking Dad to send her home first, in case all the shops closed and she’ll no place to stay while waiting for me. When I called her to tell her to go home with dad first, she sounded so disappointed. I had sinned. To make her wait so long and go home empty handed is so cruel… I’m so sorry dear!

In the end it was the right decision to send them home first. Work ended around 2am and by the time I reached home everyone was asleep already. I wanted to make amends by asking dear to come out for supper, but she was too tired (sleeping when I called her) so I had to go to sleep with an empty stomach and a guilty mind. I felt so bad...