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Hands move. An exam.
Coloured pens mark scripts and time
while youth flies away.

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An exam. Hands move,
coloured pens mark scripts and time
while youth flies away.

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One among others.
Coloured pens mark scripts and time
while youth flies away.

So I’m at a blogging workshop (for teachers) now and we’ve been told to practice blogging. One of the blogging tasks is to invent an award and elaborate on some criteria for winning that award. This is my imagined award.

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This award encourages employees to adopt best practices at work in order to achieve a work-life balance. The criteria for this award are as follows:

1. 8-8-8
   Employee actively makes spending an equal amount of time at work, engaging in leisure and getting sufficient rest (i.e. 8 hours each, hence 8-8-8) one of their Key Performance Indicators.
2. Fastest Finger First.
   Employee is consistently one of the first to ‘clock out’ from work after the stipulated working time.
3. 80-20 Rules!
   Employee consistently innovates new ways to achieve the greatest output with the least amount of effort.

I don’t normally do this i.e. criticise things/people/places in public spaces, so you can guess how pissed off I must be in order to make a post about this.

My friends and I had actually planned to head to Five Izakaya Bar for drinks, but we took a detour to have a very late dinner.

Unfortunately, we hadn’t taken into account the Bar’s early closing time, so we headed to the next nearest dig, which was Bar Opiume.

I will never go back there again, and I hope you don’t either, because that place is the dumps.

First, we had to wait for someone to ask us if we wanted a table. Then we had to wait for menus which never came.

You might think I’m being unreasonable here, but:

• when your entire table has been seated by a somewhat reluctant server (which is stupid – you’ve got a table that wants to spend its money), and
• the table has been waiting for menus for five minutes, and to top it off,
• the table has been glaring at a bunch of bartenders and servers who are looking right back at the table and laughing and joking about god knows what,

this is a bar that must be brought down. Why?

Because it not only has bad service, it has bad service to good customers like myself:

I was once a waiter and now I’m a customer. I go out to eat … and I have boatloads of sympathy for servers and tip generously. But the reason the staff … pissed us off was because we acted like perfectly reasonable customers and they still treated us like shit. If we had been demanding and pushy I could understand, but we weren’t.

– Waiter Rant, Vive La France

Remember, ladies and gentlemen: avoid Bar Opiume like the plague.