Remember my last post of working at my friend's uncle as asst facilitator? yeah the day when I finished my job there, I got a call from Mr. Wisnu, that till today I don't have idea who is he. He told me by call that was a job offer to be banquet team but as the daily worker, I needed 3 miss called to answer his call till I said yes! September 1st was my first day, I didn't know where the hotel was, so I got lost 12 KM away, thanks Google Map you saved me. I worked from 3 PM till 12 AM, 9 hours, and my payment is a third from my payment from my uncle's friend that only spent 4 - 5 hours of working, and it will be paid next month. But it quite fine, now I know it's fucking hard to earn money!! First day didn't go well, first I didn't bring the right shoes, I wore sneaker, Lucky I have friend who live close to the hotel, I called him to bring me the shoes and belt, cause the pants is huge! Then I was late, I didn't know where the uniform and the hall was,...
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