Working Experience Part 1: Cookie Maker

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Assalamualaikum readers, how's your day been so far? Hopefully all is well, ameen. In shaa ALLAH this post will be a long one, for again, I have plenty to write about working experience. Perhaps there will be a few parts on this topic. Please stay with me till the end ya? 

Alright people, if you are a Gen-Y like me, I believe you must have some sort of working experience right? In fact, we should be working already at this age! (I am 26 this year). In my case, since MARA hasn't called yet for placement, so I am unemployed since last November. Honestly, I am thankful that I haven't been called yet because there are lots to think of (especially if I get posted somewhere far from Selangor) such as my pregnancy and soon-to-labor, hubby's inflexibility to relocate since he just started working a few months ago, and other stuff. Hence, I take this as a blessing and start thinking of other plans if I don't end up with MARA.

Now, this post is actually to write about the vary kinds of part time jobs I have done in my life. Trust me, there are quite a number on the list. Haha. In shaa ALLAH we'll go one by one together. 

Let's start with the very first job that I did which I still remember. I am not sure if there were any other 'true' jobs that I have done before this one. Okay, I think I was 14 at that time and the year was 2003. A friend of Mak's, Mak Cik Zida needed helpers to make Raya cookies for Raya is coming soon. So Mak asked me if I am interested to work with her friend. Well, who doesn't like money right? At the age of 14, working and earning my own money definitely sounds great to me. Also, I will only work at her house, so I agreed. 

Since the school holiday hasn't started yet, I only came on weekends and helped as much as I could. I was given the responsibility to take charge of London Almond cookies. Mak Cik Zida will prepare the dough, and the next steps are all to be completed by me. I 'will have to wrap' the almond nuts with the dough, bake them in the oven, dip the cookies in the melted chocolate (double boiling technique on the stove), put the dipped cookies in the black colored paper cup, tabur badam kecil on top of the cookies, cool them in the refrigerator, and arrange them in the jar. 
London almond cookies. Thank you Yahoo Images :D
Making London almond cookies is not that difficult. Only that I had to bear back ache, lack of sleep, and heat from the boiling technique procedure. For your information, it was Ramadhan. So of course no eating or drinking either. Not difficult, but extremely tiring! Mak Cik Zida had thousands of orders so the helpers were implicitly and politely forced to work our asses off. Hahaha.    

There were times when I had to spend the night (sometimes with my sister, Musfirah) at her house in Keramat because she desperately needed me to be there. I got to bed at 1-2am, and woke up at 5am for suhoor and started working again until 6pm when Mak will come to fetch me up.   

I couldn't remember how many days I worked at her place. But I do remember that although it was the second or third week of Raya, Mak Cik Zida still asked if my sister and I wanted to help her because orders still came in. Furthermore, it was already school break. As far as I remembered, I worked with her again until she doesn't need me anymore.

On the last day of working (the one before Raya), Mak Cik Zida gave an angpow to me. I was extremely excited to know how much I earned after working like crazy to achieve her target. If I'm not mistaken, RM 180 was the total amount I earned. Yes, RM 180. Truthfully, I didn't know much about the value of money at that young age. But I felt that 180 was too little and I should get more. 

Whatever it was, there was no black and white on how much I will be paid, how much the pay per hour or per day, and I certainly was not sure how much I exactly want to be paid. So my argument was clearly vague. Therefore, it was best to just accept everything as it was, and be grateful. 

I learnt to be more accepting, grateful, and to be sincere from this job. You know what? That wasn't the last time I worked with Mak Cik Zida. I continued working at her place (whenever she needed me) until after I completed my diploma. Surely, because I was already 21 at that time, so there was black and white on how much she will pay me on daily basis. Yayy!! Haha. 

Her husband once said to Mak (in front of me), "Talent can be found, but dedication really is difficult to come by". He was stressing on the dedication and the hard work that I gave during the whole time I worked with her wife. He personally gave me RM 50 as 'duit raya' apart from my pay as a way to thank me for all those time. Alhamdulillah. 

Next post on my part-time job as a sales assistant at a 24-hour convenience store. Stay tuned. ^_^

Love,
Nusaybah.

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