Free falling.

Spring is here, again
So, after 4 days of hard work I am having a day off tomorrow, which means.. staying up late tonight! Cheers.
Watching tv series, listening to music but surprisingly- no alcohol.
Okay, maybe Bacardi later on.

Today at work some old, Spanish woman shouted at me. Yeah- in Spanish. I didn't get a thing from what she was shouting out in my direction, but from the place she took in the buffet I could guess that it was about lack of the croissants.
Oh dear, how wrong it is from me not to have 300 croissants for group of 240 guest all coming at the same time, with the ovens capacity of about 90 croissants per 15 minutes.
Spanish people, they love tomatoes, cacao, milk and toastbread. They are loud and don't know a word in English, so it's quite entertaining to be asked about spoon, when the word ''spoon'' can't be used.
So.. they run around, showing me activites that you can do with a spoon, to let me see what they're asking for.
''Vale, vale!''

There are also Asian people. Love cheese and ham. Oh yes, and bananas too.
They are afraid to ask anything, or shy maybe.

Americans which always have that ''u s a.. U.S.A... U! S! A!'' attitude. Talking, telling you their ''Oprah lifestories'', asking a lot, but kind. Not too picky!

English people. Always asking about scrambled eggs and bacon. Nice, but the men ALWAYS flirt as hell.
Sure, English accent is the sweetest thing in the world, but it doesn't always compensate lack of charm. Or hair.

French- they acutally can speak English but they simply give you tons of questions in French before they ask ''Do you have milk?''. No! We have 6 kinds of cereals but we don't serve milk with them..!
People, THINK!

Italian guests, very nice people. Decent, clean, fancy and smiling. They don't avoid saying ''hello'', ever.

Germans. They think that just because they're in The Netherlands, they can speak German because- daaaah!- everyone here understands German language!

Russian people, oh God, they don't say ''hi'', they ignore you, they are arogant and always acting like they actually own the place.

Polish people? Afraid to make fools out of themselves so they just don't ask/talk/demand and take what you give them.

Finnaly! Dutch. Yeah. You really care about that mayonaise, don't ya? Haha! And peanut butter+sprinkles and chocomel with it. Oh, and cheese.

If only those damn Douwe Egberts coffe machines would like to work all the time instead of showing E76, which I have to fix myself. If only at the same time in the kitchen the dishwasher wouldn't be having a breakdown- that would be lovely. And then some sales guy from the hotel comes and asks why you're not wearing your scarf. Shit man, that's so important that I'm gonna throw the plates that I hold in my hands to the floor and run away to the lockers to put it on. But then, can I step into the toilet on my way? Because it's 10.30 and I haven't been there since I left home because I DIDN'T HAVE THE TIME, get over that damn scarf!

But at least we put the radio on LOUD! And go for a group break to the garage -1, to have a coffe <or something else..> and talk and laugh. Then it is okay, especially when I have to work only with guys and that happens a lot ;)

Okay, that's it for today.

P.S. There is such song by Snow Patrol ''Chasing cars''. It was on the radio today and I laughed my ass off turning it into ''Chasing ducks'':
..Let's waste time,
Chasing ducks
Around our heads..

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