Monday, June 11, 2007

Part 2

to the noodle section. Our first job was to take section where we package foods into containers. This was a lot of fun (* at first). My job was to put this plastic sheet over the food that has 350g, After we come into the factory, we clocked in and the work started. The newbies were assigned Yakisoba (Japanese style Chinese noodles) and spray them with alcohol. We put clean gloves on and also used the alcohol to spray our hands. There were about 20 tubs of Yakisoba so we all took turns and separate the noodles since it's been suck to each other from being the fridge after it was cooked. We then moved to a line work. My jobs was to pull out the plastic sheet and place it over the sauced food. The machine spits out a new cut sheet every time I pulled one out. I did that job for Yakisoba 250g, Big size Yakisoba 350g, Yakibi-fun, and some Korean noodle that I can't remember. This is a good job for people who likes to eat convenient store lunch (because you won't eat them any more) and also people who are on a diet(because you won't get hungry). At first Yakisoba looked good, but after 250 packages later, I was tired of looking at them. There about 10~13 people work in a line. Start of the line puts the noodles on the plate. Then around 8 people decorate the noodles with meat, vegetable, sauce, and pickles. After that, food arrives on the belt in front of me and i place the plastic sheet over the sauce. (this is used so that sauce doesn't get all lover the lid during transportation) After that it moves to the lid person and finally reaches the machine where it gets tagged with the date and stickers for the food.
At the very end of the belt, an experienced person sorts the food and randomly lifts the package so she can tell the weight of the item. They are soooo experienced that they don't need a scale to tell if the item is exactly 320g or 430g. After that, it goes through a metal detector. Then it's all done ready to be store into th fridge till shipping.

Like I said, this was a lot of fun till hour 2. For the first 2 hours everything was new and exciting. I was even singing since it was so boring. ( for akiki: i was singing Nightmare before Christmas songs) The job start at 12pm and was supposed to go till 9pm. The newbies were thinking we will get a break around 2pm and a lunch around 4pm ish. People who are used to working at a warehouse would know that is the norm. We normally get a 15 min break and an 45min lunch for an 8 hour work. This job was nothing like that. We had NO breaks. No breaks for 6 hours straight.
time here and it is a hard job. You guys are still lucky because the people you worked with are mainly I don't think anyone can understand this pain. Stuck in one place, in one position, doing the same job for 6 hours. By hour 4, I was done. My body started to ache and my foot was killing me. When we were told we can go on the break, I was like " it's FUCKING 6pm and NOW we are gonna go on break???" No it was not a break. It was a lunch, but we had to finish lunch early since it took good 15 min to get back into the factory. At this point, I was cussing inside. I told the other newbies that this was the last day I would work for them and they agreed. One of the older lady came up to us and said "You know, all the young people say that. This is my 5th time here. Just work with the foreigners, they will be nice to you. If you get stuck with Japanese older workers they will yell at you and tell you that you are doing things wrong." I looked at her and wondered "why did you come back to this place????" Anyhow, one thing i forgot to mention.
There are about 90% foreigners with Japanese names. They clearly don't speak Japanese but do speak Spanish and they all have Japanese name written on their uniform. I came home and asked Gavin who speaks Spanish but looks Japanese? He answered "Brazilians."
There were about 10% foreigners that looked foreigners which included Hispanics and Indians.

Only good part about lunch was that we were able to sit. I brought convenience store lunch for my lunch. After working, I didn't even want to eat it. So i had 2 energy drinks and chatted with the rest of the newbies. We all decided this was one of the worst jobs and that we were not coming back here EVER again. We were also told that one of the girls who came with us went home early because she couldn't hack it.... i feel for her.
After lunch, it was back to the line work. But the second part was lot more stressful. The second line had about 20 people lined up on one side of the belt. Across from us was the same belt with the same amount of people doing the same job. We made Chyu-ka Soba. I was in charge of stuffing the soup package. ( i won't bore you with details any more). Once that was done, i had to pee so i left the line. When i came back i was told to go on a different line. I was told to put stickers (labels) on the food for BiBimba and Hayashi Rice.
When the clock hit 9pm, I stopped my hand and said to the next person, "I'm done. " She said
"wait till ur replacement comes" and this big man comes over and says "You! out" and hands the stickers i had in my hands and passes to the person next to me. He didn't care who got the job, as long as it wasn't me. So we clocked out and the work was done.

I don't think words can describe this shitty job but I kept thinking this will be a good blog post.
Thanks for reading!

1 Comments:

At 6/11/2007 11:49 PM , Blogger Will said...

Heh. You've discovered the Brazilians and just last week you discovered the zainichi koreans. Its like you're taking my class but in real life.

Oh, Brazilians speak Portuguese.

 

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