So pitiful. =(
(Stolen from mypaper.)
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Too much work and no one to help
**Whiny entry**
I hadnt been blogging for almost the whole week, for I am drowning in work.
I know you dowan to hear the details, so I am not going to spend time typing it out either. Hee.
With reference to my earlier post, I was actually scheduled to go to india for a business trip this coming tuesday, but it had been canceled, thank god.
With my boss and senior both overseas this few days, plus new colleagues whom I am supposed toentertain make them feel welcomed, plus a very inexperienced me trying to iron out the problems in each project, it is taking a big toil on me.
So if I dont have to go on this business trip, it means I can actually have more time to finish my workload, and I need not fret on the uncertainties of the trip.
I had already bought shoes, new specs, toiletries, etc as preparation for the trip, and they are now all going to waste. As a matter of fact, I had paid for all my new purchases (except for toiletries which I bought off the shelf) but they are all no-stock items and I am supposed to pick them up since last week.
But I had been OT-ing till 11pm every single night, so I hadnt the chance to see my purchases. Sian.
I wish things get better this coming week, when I can go home on time, or at least, be able to leave office by 8pm.
Speaking of leaving on time, I can feel my growing disdain for my new colleagues who thinks that coming to work 30 minutes early is a great big deal.
Yah, so what if I am always 10 minutes late for work everyday, boss gave me the allowance up to 30 minutes, and who are you to snicker and ask me whether I remember that you had planned for a meeting at 8.30am sharp.
Do I look like I care?
You cant even source simple information for me and just by doing those simple typing, dont tell me how difficult your work is. And to think boss wanted me to pass some of my work for her to collate and compile. I think I will never get my things done if she is going so long in anything she does.
Jia lat. My new colleagues had only joined for 2 weeks and I am already irritated by them. How am I supposed to trust them enough to ask them to share my workload?
I hadnt been blogging for almost the whole week, for I am drowning in work.
I know you dowan to hear the details, so I am not going to spend time typing it out either. Hee.
With reference to my earlier post, I was actually scheduled to go to india for a business trip this coming tuesday, but it had been canceled, thank god.
With my boss and senior both overseas this few days, plus new colleagues whom I am supposed to
So if I dont have to go on this business trip, it means I can actually have more time to finish my workload, and I need not fret on the uncertainties of the trip.
I had already bought shoes, new specs, toiletries, etc as preparation for the trip, and they are now all going to waste. As a matter of fact, I had paid for all my new purchases (except for toiletries which I bought off the shelf) but they are all no-stock items and I am supposed to pick them up since last week.
But I had been OT-ing till 11pm every single night, so I hadnt the chance to see my purchases. Sian.
I wish things get better this coming week, when I can go home on time, or at least, be able to leave office by 8pm.
Speaking of leaving on time, I can feel my growing disdain for my new colleagues who thinks that coming to work 30 minutes early is a great big deal.
Yah, so what if I am always 10 minutes late for work everyday, boss gave me the allowance up to 30 minutes, and who are you to snicker and ask me whether I remember that you had planned for a meeting at 8.30am sharp.
Do I look like I care?
You cant even source simple information for me and just by doing those simple typing, dont tell me how difficult your work is. And to think boss wanted me to pass some of my work for her to collate and compile. I think I will never get my things done if she is going so long in anything she does.
Jia lat. My new colleagues had only joined for 2 weeks and I am already irritated by them. How am I supposed to trust them enough to ask them to share my workload?
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
More people
We were already warned that when the company expands, things will drastically change.
No longer can we talk without reservation, and when I want to talk to senior, we either take a smoking break, or take it onto skype.
The latest news is that we have to log in where and when we are going for meetings. Supposedly, if someone called, it would be good to for admin to tell that someone where we are and what we are doing there.
For what? Transparency?
That spells bad news for senior especially, as he relies on me to lie to clients for him on his location so that he can get out of nasty scenarios. And I guess we have to tell admin our lies and hope she will act them for us, or we just have to lie to admin totally.
And that defeats the purpose.
By the way, boss doesnt want me to answer calls anymore, and to let admin take care of it wholly. But because I am so used to answer the call, and I snatch up the phone faster than admin does, boss takes things one huge step further by asking contractors here to route the hunting line away from me.
=_="
And with more people, we are using more electricity than ever, and while most of them are cooperative enough to switch off main switches at the end of the day, some prefers to leave them on (in hope the computer blows up in the middle of the night I guess).
I hate being the police, inspecting every switch before I leave for the day.
And the pantry area is damn disgusting now, with coffee stains all over the counter and onto the wall. Sigh.
ARGGHH!!!! SO ANNOYING!!!!
**dont comment on my behaviour, I am just throwing a hissy fit**
No longer can we talk without reservation, and when I want to talk to senior, we either take a smoking break, or take it onto skype.
The latest news is that we have to log in where and when we are going for meetings. Supposedly, if someone called, it would be good to for admin to tell that someone where we are and what we are doing there.
For what? Transparency?
That spells bad news for senior especially, as he relies on me to lie to clients for him on his location so that he can get out of nasty scenarios. And I guess we have to tell admin our lies and hope she will act them for us, or we just have to lie to admin totally.
And that defeats the purpose.
By the way, boss doesnt want me to answer calls anymore, and to let admin take care of it wholly. But because I am so used to answer the call, and I snatch up the phone faster than admin does, boss takes things one huge step further by asking contractors here to route the hunting line away from me.
=_="
And with more people, we are using more electricity than ever, and while most of them are cooperative enough to switch off main switches at the end of the day, some prefers to leave them on (in hope the computer blows up in the middle of the night I guess).
I hate being the police, inspecting every switch before I leave for the day.
And the pantry area is damn disgusting now, with coffee stains all over the counter and onto the wall. Sigh.
ARGGHH!!!! SO ANNOYING!!!!
**dont comment on my behaviour, I am just throwing a hissy fit**
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Bursting bag
I will need -
- sensible shoes
- jeans
- shirts
- new specs
- contact lens case and solution
- instant noodles
- biscuits
- shang piao you
- ipod
- digital camera
- book
- cosmetics
- shampoo and conditioner
- makeup removal and facial foam
- hair straightener
- hair dryer
40 more accounts
We have new additions to the company, and I can see boss is very pleased about it.
I wish I can be as happy, but I cant help but to remember that for each new headcount, just like I'd been one, we need to close roughly another 8 accounts a year.
With an addition of 5 person, that equates 40 more accounts.
And guess who will be doing the design for the bulk of these accounts?
But nevermind, I'm sure boss had sound plans on how to make this work out perfectly. Meanwhile, I just need to hold out in my post. ^^
I wish I can be as happy, but I cant help but to remember that for each new headcount, just like I'd been one, we need to close roughly another 8 accounts a year.
With an addition of 5 person, that equates 40 more accounts.
And guess who will be doing the design for the bulk of these accounts?
But nevermind, I'm sure boss had sound plans on how to make this work out perfectly. Meanwhile, I just need to hold out in my post. ^^
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Thinker
I was out with ld yesterday, to understand about cpf and cash investment from a friend. Later the night, nd came by to meet ld for dota, and we accompanied him for dinner.
We were discussing about our investment the same morning, when we broached the topic of insurance, I recommended both of them to at least get insurance for CI and PD to safeguard against hospital bills.
Nd has another set of thinking of his own, and feels that he neednt purchase insurance just because it is deemed necessary. But he understands everyone has their own belief towards such financial plans.
Actually everytime I talk to nd, while we have plenty to joke about, he always strikes me as a thinker. He has a set of beliefs, and while we neednt examine whether they are correct or not (I believe they are, though), I always admire how he knows what he wants and how he should go about to achieve them.
For every sound advice he offers me, it makes me thoroughly ashamed that I hadnt been thinking out my life as he had.
Hahaha.
Yet at the same time, he is so witty that I am often at a loss of words when we are verbally sparring. How does he manage that! *stabs voodoo doll*
Between nd and ld, I think I hit my laughing quota effortlessly. Thanks 粱朝伟 and 刘德华!!
*goes off to watch CDpro2 again*
We were discussing about our investment the same morning, when we broached the topic of insurance, I recommended both of them to at least get insurance for CI and PD to safeguard against hospital bills.
Nd has another set of thinking of his own, and feels that he neednt purchase insurance just because it is deemed necessary. But he understands everyone has their own belief towards such financial plans.
Actually everytime I talk to nd, while we have plenty to joke about, he always strikes me as a thinker. He has a set of beliefs, and while we neednt examine whether they are correct or not (I believe they are, though), I always admire how he knows what he wants and how he should go about to achieve them.
For every sound advice he offers me, it makes me thoroughly ashamed that I hadnt been thinking out my life as he had.
Hahaha.
Yet at the same time, he is so witty that I am often at a loss of words when we are verbally sparring. How does he manage that! *stabs voodoo doll*
Between nd and ld, I think I hit my laughing quota effortlessly. Thanks 粱朝伟 and 刘德华!!
*goes off to watch CDpro2 again*
Conversation in a padded cell #6
A man is discussing something with boss in the conference room. Senior and myself walked past the room and I wondered who this man is.
Me : Is he ... (paused to open door)
Senior : Yes, he is.
Me : I havent even finish asking my question!! (I wanted to add - stop being dismissive!)
Senior : You want to know if he is our new colleague right?
Me : How do you know what I want to ask?!?!
Senior : Please lah, I dont need you to talk before I know what you want.
Wah lao. Senior is a scary psychic.
Me : Is he ... (paused to open door)
Senior : Yes, he is.
Me : I havent even finish asking my question!! (I wanted to add - stop being dismissive!)
Senior : You want to know if he is our new colleague right?
Me : How do you know what I want to ask?!?!
Senior : Please lah, I dont need you to talk before I know what you want.
Wah lao. Senior is a scary psychic.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Let me go cry
As much as I am having fun in this new company, enjoying my boss's and senior's silly banter, sometimes I cannot help but to miss my last company.
In my industry, we need support from one another to function properly. There are many aspects in interior design, and more often than not, there is one person specialising in each sector.
One in doors, one in walls, one in glass panels, one in decorative lights, one in power points, one in telephone lines, one in security system, one in wall paint, one in wall fabric, one in wallpaper, one in carpet, one in tiles, one in vinyl floor, one in laminate floor, one in workstations, one in cabinets, one in chairs, one in sofa, one in blinds, one in curtains, one in projectors, one in security, one in coffee machine, one in fridge, one in graphics, one in aircon, one in computers, one in lockers, one in steel, one in locks, and etc etc etc etc etc.
In my last job, I spent 18 months building rapport with all the various vendors and suppliers, and it finally reached a point when I get what I want, sometimes very quickly, because of me, and not my company.
I had been a vendor before, therefore I understand their pains of unreasonable demands. I will do OT to finish work earlier so that my vendors have a little more time to calculate quotations for me. I plan my materials properly so that when I need something, I give 3 days notice.
It took me very long, but I gained the support of my old vendors slowly and surely, and sometimes my colleagues are unable to get vendors to help, but if I request, everyone will offer help immediately.
I left that job, but maintained all my vendors contacts. But unfortunately, it isnt everytime that I can recommend my familiar contacts. Sometimes there's already a specific person that my company goes to, and I have to liaise with this person.
But the bad thing is, most of them dont give a damn to me.
Here I am, trying to get my things done quickly, but I dont get the kind of support I need.
I am so upset. Let me go cry.
In my industry, we need support from one another to function properly. There are many aspects in interior design, and more often than not, there is one person specialising in each sector.
One in doors, one in walls, one in glass panels, one in decorative lights, one in power points, one in telephone lines, one in security system, one in wall paint, one in wall fabric, one in wallpaper, one in carpet, one in tiles, one in vinyl floor, one in laminate floor, one in workstations, one in cabinets, one in chairs, one in sofa, one in blinds, one in curtains, one in projectors, one in security, one in coffee machine, one in fridge, one in graphics, one in aircon, one in computers, one in lockers, one in steel, one in locks, and etc etc etc etc etc.
In my last job, I spent 18 months building rapport with all the various vendors and suppliers, and it finally reached a point when I get what I want, sometimes very quickly, because of me, and not my company.
I had been a vendor before, therefore I understand their pains of unreasonable demands. I will do OT to finish work earlier so that my vendors have a little more time to calculate quotations for me. I plan my materials properly so that when I need something, I give 3 days notice.
It took me very long, but I gained the support of my old vendors slowly and surely, and sometimes my colleagues are unable to get vendors to help, but if I request, everyone will offer help immediately.
I left that job, but maintained all my vendors contacts. But unfortunately, it isnt everytime that I can recommend my familiar contacts. Sometimes there's already a specific person that my company goes to, and I have to liaise with this person.
But the bad thing is, most of them dont give a damn to me.
Here I am, trying to get my things done quickly, but I dont get the kind of support I need.
I am so upset. Let me go cry.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Bus passengers
Long long ago, I blogged once regarding my displeasure of fellow bus passengers who sits down beside me heavily, making me bounce up from my seat, usually from a nap.
I cannot remember if I mention about disliking people who sits too close, but I will be surprised if I didnt.
I am taking buses to and fro work, hence I am taking around 10 trips a week. And I keep encountering inconsiderate fellow bus passengers that it is not even funny anymore.
People keep diving into seats, as though they are unaware of the bounce created. People keep sitting so close that their thighs are touching mine. I cant sleep properly with so much disturbance laa!
I am tired. But I dont get to replenish sleep while I am on the bus. Shit.
I cannot remember if I mention about disliking people who sits too close, but I will be surprised if I didnt.
I am taking buses to and fro work, hence I am taking around 10 trips a week. And I keep encountering inconsiderate fellow bus passengers that it is not even funny anymore.
People keep diving into seats, as though they are unaware of the bounce created. People keep sitting so close that their thighs are touching mine. I cant sleep properly with so much disturbance laa!
I am tired. But I dont get to replenish sleep while I am on the bus. Shit.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
饿肚子) 因为忙到没时间吃饭
忙了一整个上午，回复了十几个电邮，打了几通夺命追魂 call，画了几张图，打印了整百张文件，挨了一次客户的骂。
我叹了几口气，暴了几次粗口，也摔了几遍滑鼠。
从 8:30 忙到 2:00，整整一个早上屁股都没好好坐在椅子上。
终于在 2:15 和大佬坐进计程车后，长长的叹了一口气。好不容易有二十分钟的休息时间，本想乘机小睡一会。
我先开了口： 我饿了。
大佬回应： 我也是。
然后我们两个各自望出车窗，忍耐着空腹，沉默。
我叹了几口气，暴了几次粗口，也摔了几遍滑鼠。
从 8:30 忙到 2:00，整整一个早上屁股都没好好坐在椅子上。
终于在 2:15 和大佬坐进计程车后，长长的叹了一口气。好不容易有二十分钟的休息时间，本想乘机小睡一会。
我先开了口： 我饿了。
大佬回应： 我也是。
然后我们两个各自望出车窗，忍耐着空腹，沉默。
Monday, January 07, 2008
Whine whine whine
In my last job, I had a colleague who doesnt like to work. This guy is of the same age as me, but younger by a few months, meaning while I have 4 years of working experience, he is fresh in the society, partially because he is studying part-time, and earlier he felt he neednt work.
Works start at 9, he reaches at 10, and when people who had been waiting for him since 9 rush him for quotations, he sulk that he hadnt had breakfast, and whine.
Colleague from another department went on urgent leave, and everyone have to help do some data entry work. He complain that he is already very busy and refused to help. We then saw him surfing youtube next.
And etc etc etc.
After I join this new company, he still msn me time to time to whine.
Whine about workload.
Whine about colleagues.
Whine about workload.
Whine about suppliers.
Whine about colleagues.
Whine about long working hours.
Whine about workload.
Whine about boss.
You get the picture.
Call it gender discrimination if you must, but I do despise man who cant take even the least amount of stress, and keep sulking and whining about everything.
Man! Please toughen up. Stop being such a sissy!
Works start at 9, he reaches at 10, and when people who had been waiting for him since 9 rush him for quotations, he sulk that he hadnt had breakfast, and whine.
Colleague from another department went on urgent leave, and everyone have to help do some data entry work. He complain that he is already very busy and refused to help. We then saw him surfing youtube next.
And etc etc etc.
After I join this new company, he still msn me time to time to whine.
Whine about workload.
Whine about colleagues.
Whine about workload.
Whine about suppliers.
Whine about colleagues.
Whine about long working hours.
Whine about workload.
Whine about boss.
You get the picture.
Call it gender discrimination if you must, but I do despise man who cant take even the least amount of stress, and keep sulking and whining about everything.
Man! Please toughen up. Stop being such a sissy!
Confirmation
Boss gave me my confirmation today, 4 months ahead my employment contract's terms.
Feels good to be acknowledged.
Feels good to be acknowledged.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Flashblock 1.5.5
If you have a low-specs comp like I do, but like to open 6 or 7 tabs in mozilla like I do, then most likely you are as bothered by the multiple flash advertisements on each webpage.
Install Flashblock 1.5.5 as an add-on to your mozilla and your problems will be solved like mine. It is working perfectly for me, so it have my recommendation.
Install Flashblock 1.5.5 as an add-on to your mozilla and your problems will be solved like mine. It is working perfectly for me, so it have my recommendation.
The more afraid I am
Like laoda and andy mentioned today, the more afraid I am of a certain thing, the more likely it will appear.
Nabei.
True enough.
I saw one in the kitchen just now.
I always say, one day when I can buy my own house, I will definitely buy one at the highest storey possible. I know I cannot count on cockroaches not appear at level 25, but if there's food at storey 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5, then they probably wont crawl all the way to storey 25 to find food.
Sigh. I wish they can be extinct.
But if they survive when dinosaurs didnt, I guess my wish will never come true.
Nabei.
True enough.
I saw one in the kitchen just now.
I always say, one day when I can buy my own house, I will definitely buy one at the highest storey possible. I know I cannot count on cockroaches not appear at level 25, but if there's food at storey 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5, then they probably wont crawl all the way to storey 25 to find food.
Sigh. I wish they can be extinct.
But if they survive when dinosaurs didnt, I guess my wish will never come true.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Traumatised by a cockroach
I was getting ready to change this morning, when I spied a movement dashing from under by bedroom door, across my room, to my bags of shopping.
I prayed it isnt a cockroach, because the last thing I ever want to see in my room is the nasty pest.
Obviously I had been doing too many bad deeds recently, it was indeed a cockroach.
"Oh no!" I shut my eyes, hoping when I open them again the cockroach had already realise there's no food in my room and is beginning to make its way out.
But immediately I opened my eyes, I tried to see where did it go to. If it disappear behind one of the many cabinets I have, and appear in the middle of the night, I am going to freak out, if I even enter my room in the first place.
Side story: Once upon a time, I sleep in my parents room, and there was once I saw a cockroach entering the room. I screamed for someone to kill it but everyone concentrated on the stupid tv show. I am not about to share a room with a cockroach if I know it is there (those that I dont know about, dont let me know!), so I spent the next 3,4 days sleeping on the living room's sofa.
My father finally gave up on me, and carried out an extermination. He killed one roach in the process and I prefer to imagine that is the one I saw a few days back.
Ever since then, my family grew to realise, I am independent in everything I do, but when I scream for help, it is only because I sighted a roach and help must appear immediately. Like I always pout, that is the one and only thing I ask from them, so they have no reason to refuse me.
Ok, end of digression.
So I stepped out of my room, and grabbed the can of insecticide. I then began to spray unforgivingly at my shopping bags. (I dont have a habit of unpacking my shopping bags. I will grab new clothes out of bags in the morning when I need them.)
The cockroach appeared!!!
I suppressed the urge to scream, and continue chasing its movements with my insecticide. Actually I must say I am lucky that this is one stupid cockroach, because it run into a corner of a room where I have no clutter, and I could spray at it to my heart's content.
I must have emptied the contents of the insecticide. Thank god it is quite full to begin with.
When it stopped crawling, flipped over, but still waving its disgusting legs in the air, I screamed for my parents. My father came to remove the piece of crap, and my mother disapproved my mad spraying - the floor is sticky and the whole room smells.
But I dont have a problem with that at all.
The whole ordeal took 10minutes, and when it is over, I sat in the kitchen, trying to catch my breathe. I had been almost holding my breathe the whole while because I was trying hard not to scream.
And my mother had complained a hundred times how my room is a mess, and I never take the effort to sort out my clutter. She always warn/scare me that my room is definitely infested with roaches, and until I clean up, I will always be sleeping with roaches.
So far, (touch wood touch wood TOUCH WOOD) this is the first time I sighted a cockroach in my room, and it actually came from outside of my room, where there's no clutter.
Looking at it, I guess cockroaches like big and open spaces after all, and pray, please stay downstairs and have fun. I dont have much courage to keep killing them.
I prayed it isnt a cockroach, because the last thing I ever want to see in my room is the nasty pest.
Obviously I had been doing too many bad deeds recently, it was indeed a cockroach.
"Oh no!" I shut my eyes, hoping when I open them again the cockroach had already realise there's no food in my room and is beginning to make its way out.
But immediately I opened my eyes, I tried to see where did it go to. If it disappear behind one of the many cabinets I have, and appear in the middle of the night, I am going to freak out, if I even enter my room in the first place.
Side story: Once upon a time, I sleep in my parents room, and there was once I saw a cockroach entering the room. I screamed for someone to kill it but everyone concentrated on the stupid tv show. I am not about to share a room with a cockroach if I know it is there (those that I dont know about, dont let me know!), so I spent the next 3,4 days sleeping on the living room's sofa.
My father finally gave up on me, and carried out an extermination. He killed one roach in the process and I prefer to imagine that is the one I saw a few days back.
Ever since then, my family grew to realise, I am independent in everything I do, but when I scream for help, it is only because I sighted a roach and help must appear immediately. Like I always pout, that is the one and only thing I ask from them, so they have no reason to refuse me.
Ok, end of digression.
So I stepped out of my room, and grabbed the can of insecticide. I then began to spray unforgivingly at my shopping bags. (I dont have a habit of unpacking my shopping bags. I will grab new clothes out of bags in the morning when I need them.)
The cockroach appeared!!!
I suppressed the urge to scream, and continue chasing its movements with my insecticide. Actually I must say I am lucky that this is one stupid cockroach, because it run into a corner of a room where I have no clutter, and I could spray at it to my heart's content.
I must have emptied the contents of the insecticide. Thank god it is quite full to begin with.
When it stopped crawling, flipped over, but still waving its disgusting legs in the air, I screamed for my parents. My father came to remove the piece of crap, and my mother disapproved my mad spraying - the floor is sticky and the whole room smells.
But I dont have a problem with that at all.
The whole ordeal took 10minutes, and when it is over, I sat in the kitchen, trying to catch my breathe. I had been almost holding my breathe the whole while because I was trying hard not to scream.
And my mother had complained a hundred times how my room is a mess, and I never take the effort to sort out my clutter. She always warn/scare me that my room is definitely infested with roaches, and until I clean up, I will always be sleeping with roaches.
So far, (touch wood touch wood TOUCH WOOD) this is the first time I sighted a cockroach in my room, and it actually came from outside of my room, where there's no clutter.
Looking at it, I guess cockroaches like big and open spaces after all, and pray, please stay downstairs and have fun. I dont have much courage to keep killing them.
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