12 hours of sleep and..

People that I haven't met for a long time (and one whom I will never meet again in this lifetime) showed up in my dreams last night.
The former were old friends, and the latter is my grandmother who passed away.
Days passed in my dream, and my grandmother never says a word to me. She only cooks as she used to, for me, day after day.
I also dreamt of roads I've never heard of, and driving to places I've never been to with Lyd. Halfway through, we got lost, because apparently the roads have changed. And because of the rain, the roads were flooded, so we had to turn back.
I also dreamt of fire on the balcony of the next house in OUG.
Woke up with a melancholic feeling because I miss my grandmother. Even if I did see her face for a short while.
I wonder what they mean.
Sometimes, I really wish either my dreams are straight-forward, or that I would forget them as soon as I wake up.

Work was not very awesome this time, but still eventful for all the wrong reasons. In this case, it was mostly thanks to the sucky location (with scary toilets that looks like they referred to a horror movie for the interior design, and also, the taps leak like mini waterfalls and the toilets/urinals flush by themselves for no apparent reason. I know this because we had to constantly run into the toilets (and sneak into male toilets) to refill the aromatherapy oils. The first time they flushed by themselves scared the pants off me.), and sucky caterers who couldn't do their jobs well, including hiring waiters who also can't do their jobs well, resulting in us doing their jobs for them most of the day because Lyd and I were assigned to the VIP dining area, so everything had to be more than perfect.

To begin with, the waiters came late, and marched in through the VIP dining area (which was already reasonably filled with VIPs), and that absolutely killed Aunty Birdy (Nut's mom, and yes, we call her that. I kid you not). She ran and yelled at one of the guards for letting them into the room. And then the food was really awful. The chicken was rotten (we had to take them away as soon as they were served), the curry squid tasted like rubber (I know because I ate it for breakfast), the fried long beans (that I ate for lunch), well, half of them was still raw (and smelt funny). Basically, breakfast and lunch for me consisted of only white rice. And the drinks tasted like they added coffee into the sugar, not the other way round (I know this too, because I didn't sleep the night before and I had to keep taking coffee to keep myself awake). And the orange juice they served for lunch had to be watered down 3 times, because 9 out of 10 VIPs complained that it was too sweet (I didn't bother drinking this one). All I could do was apologize when it wasn't even my fault.
Lyd and I were also yelled at by one of the Proton committee guys, because the waiters were lazing around and didn't clean up the dirty plates. While that incident just rolled off my back, Lyd was pissed at the waiters for a loong time after that. She kept telling them off, not that they listened.
And then the catering boss brought a woman along, dressed in tight clothes, skinny jeans and heels, who kept hanging out with us and strutting around the VIP room, asking us when is the Datuk coming, are these all the VIPs, blah blah. Which left us to assume she was trying to "catch the big fish". When she asked Aunty Birdy for the 50th time when is the Datuk coming, she got really pissed and told the woman off. It was kinda amusing. Because I've seen the Datuk. Not hot at all. We had to 'guard' his sports bag, I kid you not. I asked Lyd if he has a million-dollar tracksuit in there or something. And she said maybe the Adidas logo on his t-shirt is gold-plated and encrusted with diamonds.

There was also this cleaner mak-cik who kept appearing in the VIP room with her mops and brooms, even though Aunty Birdy told her off a few times, never walk around when there are VIPs in the room. But the funny thing is, she only appears when there are VIPs in the room. She's never around when the room is empty and thats when we need someone to mop the toilets. I believe she did it to piss us off, or maybe she, too, was trying to catch a 'big fish'. I was secretly amused.
It started raining in the evening just when the event was about to end, and Lyd and I had to go down to the stadium to collect the tablecloths. And they were soaked, like dripping wet. They weighed about 6 times their normal weight, and well, walking under the rain and hugging wet cloths was not what I considered a great time. Especially when they keep slipping off my arms, causing me to trip, and Jovan says to me with a big smile, "Wouldn't it be great if you were taller?". Gah! If I had any strength left, I'd fling those cloths at him.

The funny bit was while I was cleaning up the media room on my own at the end, one of the guys (Kah Wing?) emerged from the female toilet. And I was like "Dude, did you just come out from the female toilet?" And he said to me with a dead serious face, "Because the male toilet didn't have the things I wanted." And I said (without thinking) "What? Pads?". I think he was abit "wtf?" at me. Cause when I told Lyd and Aunty Birdy about it, they both knew he was talking about tissue paper. And I'm like "How come I didn't think of that?"
Lyd just gave me a look that might have meant "Cause its you." -_-

Longest 17 hours ever. Just standing/walking around.
I never want to see that place again.