It's TIGER TIME!
Last night, I joined my former colleagues on an excursion to tour Asia Pacific Breweries in Tuas. The excursion was organised before I left, though the actual event was set at last night.
What does a non-drinker like me want to do at a place that produces beer? I joined for the company, not for drinking (although the latter is inevitable). It was a pretty nice feeling stepping back into my former workplace where everyone greeted me like a special guest. It felt as though I had walked into a classroom where I used to have lessons and all my ex-classmates were there, happy to see me after some years.
No kidding. I was just as delighted to see them all.
There was a coach outside Carrier's office, waiting to transport us to Asia Pacific Breweries. The turnout for the excursion was pretty high - about 20 people went - which wasn't surprising since we were entitled to free flow of freshly brewed drafts of beer.
For me, most part of the tour was pretty boring, as it involved the setting up of the plant and the history of Tiger Beer. I was more interested in the automation system within the manufacturing sector, where beer bottles and cans were sealed, arranged and packed into containers.
I was observing how the delivery system works, with only 3 people overlooking after the entire process, rather flawlessly in separating uprighted cans from the fallen ones before they were packed. Everything seemed rather ingenious to (a greenhorn like) me.
At the end of the tour was a catered dinner, which we ate inside Asia Pacific Breweries' pub, or rather a pub-look-a-like, since it opens only till 10.30 pm. The pub-look-a-like even had a pool table and a KTV system complete with an overhead projector and a screen. Cool idea having this pub inside the brewery.
I drank to my limit last night, the limit being the point when I started feeling tipsy. Training me up for future entertainment trips, my former colleagues (actually I prefer to call them my friends but this is for easy reference) said, which I accepted in good nature. After all, what they said is true and I didn't have to pay for it.
It was the first time I experienced the sensation of being drunk. My brain seemed to be dancing to rock 'n' roll music, and I had to make an effort to walk in a straight line. The worse part was after I got onto the taxi - the driver turned at such high speeds that I felt nauseous. I did my best not to puke inside the taxi.
Perhaps the driver wasn't experienced enough to know that people who are drunk are more liable to motion sickness, or perhaps he wanted to get all of us back home as quickly as he could before anyone threw up.
In the end, I puked the moment I got home.
What does a non-drinker like me want to do at a place that produces beer? I joined for the company, not for drinking (although the latter is inevitable). It was a pretty nice feeling stepping back into my former workplace where everyone greeted me like a special guest. It felt as though I had walked into a classroom where I used to have lessons and all my ex-classmates were there, happy to see me after some years.
No kidding. I was just as delighted to see them all.
There was a coach outside Carrier's office, waiting to transport us to Asia Pacific Breweries. The turnout for the excursion was pretty high - about 20 people went - which wasn't surprising since we were entitled to free flow of freshly brewed drafts of beer.
For me, most part of the tour was pretty boring, as it involved the setting up of the plant and the history of Tiger Beer. I was more interested in the automation system within the manufacturing sector, where beer bottles and cans were sealed, arranged and packed into containers.
I was observing how the delivery system works, with only 3 people overlooking after the entire process, rather flawlessly in separating uprighted cans from the fallen ones before they were packed. Everything seemed rather ingenious to (a greenhorn like) me.
At the end of the tour was a catered dinner, which we ate inside Asia Pacific Breweries' pub, or rather a pub-look-a-like, since it opens only till 10.30 pm. The pub-look-a-like even had a pool table and a KTV system complete with an overhead projector and a screen. Cool idea having this pub inside the brewery.
I drank to my limit last night, the limit being the point when I started feeling tipsy. Training me up for future entertainment trips, my former colleagues (actually I prefer to call them my friends but this is for easy reference) said, which I accepted in good nature. After all, what they said is true and I didn't have to pay for it.
It was the first time I experienced the sensation of being drunk. My brain seemed to be dancing to rock 'n' roll music, and I had to make an effort to walk in a straight line. The worse part was after I got onto the taxi - the driver turned at such high speeds that I felt nauseous. I did my best not to puke inside the taxi.
Perhaps the driver wasn't experienced enough to know that people who are drunk are more liable to motion sickness, or perhaps he wanted to get all of us back home as quickly as he could before anyone threw up.
In the end, I puked the moment I got home.
posted by Tengkia | 10:33 am
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OOOhhhhh congrats Mel, you've been initiated! Hiak hiak hiak.
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