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Monday, November 09, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
How Much More You Want From Me?!?
For friends, I'm willing to put in effort. I understand that it takes effort to maintain relationships between people, and this includes time and quality of get-together time.
But please dont expect me to bend over backwards for you all the time. I am not here to fulfill every whimsical needs that you have.
But please dont expect me to bend over backwards for you all the time. I am not here to fulfill every whimsical needs that you have.
Monday, December 01, 2008
My bedroom is a huge pain to pack
I spent my last weekend packing up my room so as to free space to house my new wardrobe.
I'd found wands and wands of unopened mascaras, plenty of combs in different candy colours, 3 tubes of facial wash, and two large bottles of shampoos (I mean they are not the travel-sized ones).
And I am not even through in my packing.
I segregate my room into 7 major areas, namely the existing wardrobe, old cabinet, writing table, space beneath bed, shoe rack, clothes rack (and floor beneath it - many unpacked shopping bags there) and the bookshelf. I told my mother it is not possible for me to pack up everything within one weekend, given the amount of stuff I have.
She doesnt care, and went ahead to confirm with the furniture shop to deliver the furniture next Saturday.
Sigh.
I immediately gave up my existing wardrobe because that will take me weeks to tackle that alone. For the rest of the spaces, I estimated I needed one full day for one area, therefore I would need 3 weekends. True enough, after spending more than 30 hours in my room packing things into boxes, I only managed to finish the bookshelf, half the shoerack and half the writing table. Exactly as I'd expected.
Tonight I would have to finish the clothes rack and hopefully start attacking the space beneath the bed. Tomorrow I will also finish it off. The writing table and shoe rack shall be the agenda on Wednesday and Thursday, and Friday night I will clean out the old cabinet.
I dont bear to throw away the old cabinet because it belongs to my granny. I am struggling to find a space in the house for it but so far no luck. Sigh.
I'd found wands and wands of unopened mascaras, plenty of combs in different candy colours, 3 tubes of facial wash, and two large bottles of shampoos (I mean they are not the travel-sized ones).
And I am not even through in my packing.
I segregate my room into 7 major areas, namely the existing wardrobe, old cabinet, writing table, space beneath bed, shoe rack, clothes rack (and floor beneath it - many unpacked shopping bags there) and the bookshelf. I told my mother it is not possible for me to pack up everything within one weekend, given the amount of stuff I have.
She doesnt care, and went ahead to confirm with the furniture shop to deliver the furniture next Saturday.
Sigh.
I immediately gave up my existing wardrobe because that will take me weeks to tackle that alone. For the rest of the spaces, I estimated I needed one full day for one area, therefore I would need 3 weekends. True enough, after spending more than 30 hours in my room packing things into boxes, I only managed to finish the bookshelf, half the shoerack and half the writing table. Exactly as I'd expected.
Tonight I would have to finish the clothes rack and hopefully start attacking the space beneath the bed. Tomorrow I will also finish it off. The writing table and shoe rack shall be the agenda on Wednesday and Thursday, and Friday night I will clean out the old cabinet.
I dont bear to throw away the old cabinet because it belongs to my granny. I am struggling to find a space in the house for it but so far no luck. Sigh.
Friday, October 10, 2008
The great pretender
Miss Confused operates the visualisation software, and the plugin that comes with the software doesnt render as pretty a picture as her own pirated copy at home.
So each time when the design is confirmed, she will bring it home to render it into a prettier-by-20% version.
Fair enough, if she likes to do that at her own time, go ahead to do it. I made it clear to her that I am satisfied with the normal variety.
Currently we are busy with this proposal, and I am supposed to come up with the design, brief Miss Confused on the design intent, do the powerpoint slides, material boards and then package everything.
I suggest to Miss Confused to design one of the smallest space. She refused. I told her to help out with the presentation boards, she said she dont have time.
But ALL that she is doing is to take my instructions and do the visuals!
Nevermind! Like I mentioned in an earlier entry, I'd decided that I'll not ask her to do anymore design. Dowan to do right? Dont blame me if I never give you another chance.
But what she did today, is entirely unpardonable.
She smsed me at 8.30am, saying that her software is faulty and she need to re-render the visual. She estimate she will reach at 10.30am.
Ok, fair enough.
At 10.30am, no sight of her and at 11.30m she smsed to say that she hadnt finished, and since she will be very late, she will consider that as a half day leave.
I consulted the manager, and told Miss Confused that nevermind, since she is late because she is doing work at home, she neednt consider that as half day leave. All we request is that she comes in as soon as possible.
When she finally reached at 1.30pm, 5 hours past the time she is supposed to reach office every morning, I expected all the work to be completed.
But it's not.
She spent another few hours to touch up the visuals, further delaying my presentation boards preparation and my powerpoint.
*Breathe in breathe out*
After agonising over the snail pace for a few more hours, finally she is done and I could also complete my work.
Time for celebration! We begin to chat mindlessly and she said that her landlord is really chasing her out. I asked her how's the search for a new room coming, and she said:
"I viewed 2 places today, but they are too expensive."
...
...
(In case I heard wrongly, I even asked her again how many places she is going to view later tonight. One, she said. )
She actually pretended to be working while taking the time to do her own stuff. Why cant she just take leave? I am appalled. She took time away from work and tell me she dont have time to do the work I assigned to her.
*Shakes head* Unbelievable.
So each time when the design is confirmed, she will bring it home to render it into a prettier-by-20% version.
Fair enough, if she likes to do that at her own time, go ahead to do it. I made it clear to her that I am satisfied with the normal variety.
Currently we are busy with this proposal, and I am supposed to come up with the design, brief Miss Confused on the design intent, do the powerpoint slides, material boards and then package everything.
I suggest to Miss Confused to design one of the smallest space. She refused. I told her to help out with the presentation boards, she said she dont have time.
But ALL that she is doing is to take my instructions and do the visuals!
Nevermind! Like I mentioned in an earlier entry, I'd decided that I'll not ask her to do anymore design. Dowan to do right? Dont blame me if I never give you another chance.
But what she did today, is entirely unpardonable.
She smsed me at 8.30am, saying that her software is faulty and she need to re-render the visual. She estimate she will reach at 10.30am.
Ok, fair enough.
At 10.30am, no sight of her and at 11.30m she smsed to say that she hadnt finished, and since she will be very late, she will consider that as a half day leave.
I consulted the manager, and told Miss Confused that nevermind, since she is late because she is doing work at home, she neednt consider that as half day leave. All we request is that she comes in as soon as possible.
When she finally reached at 1.30pm, 5 hours past the time she is supposed to reach office every morning, I expected all the work to be completed.
But it's not.
She spent another few hours to touch up the visuals, further delaying my presentation boards preparation and my powerpoint.
*Breathe in breathe out*
After agonising over the snail pace for a few more hours, finally she is done and I could also complete my work.
Time for celebration! We begin to chat mindlessly and she said that her landlord is really chasing her out. I asked her how's the search for a new room coming, and she said:
"I viewed 2 places today, but they are too expensive."
...
...
(In case I heard wrongly, I even asked her again how many places she is going to view later tonight. One, she said. )
She actually pretended to be working while taking the time to do her own stuff. Why cant she just take leave? I am appalled. She took time away from work and tell me she dont have time to do the work I assigned to her.
*Shakes head* Unbelievable.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Fine! Be a visualiser all your life!
Miss Confused always complain that she is always doing visualisations, but was never involved in design.
But what she wants me to do? When I ask her to conceptualise some design, starting from small rooms and spaces, she say she cannot do it.
Then she'll wail and say she's not given chances.
To save myself fr0m vomiting blood, I'd since decided that I will never ask her to do any more design or planning work. Ask her and get rejected, not ask her and work myself to death.
But better work to death than to have a cardiac arrest just from talking to her.
But what she wants me to do? When I ask her to conceptualise some design, starting from small rooms and spaces, she say she cannot do it.
Then she'll wail and say she's not given chances.
To save myself fr0m vomiting blood, I'd since decided that I will never ask her to do any more design or planning work. Ask her and get rejected, not ask her and work myself to death.
But better work to death than to have a cardiac arrest just from talking to her.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Politically correct way to convey a message
When it was 6:30pm yesterday, Miss Confused asked if I am ready to leave.
I told her nope. I reached office late, hence I feel responsible to hang around a little longer and do a bit more drawings.
She was alarmed, for she was late for at least 45minutes every single day and it'd obviously never crossed her mind to compensate the minutes.
I told her she neednt adhere to my principles and she's free to leave on time if she like it that way.
She ended up staying back a while more (to surf net I assume, since she has nothing to do and is not that willing to build the libraries) and this morning, she is only 15minutes late.
Me is tactful leh! *号练*
I told her nope. I reached office late, hence I feel responsible to hang around a little longer and do a bit more drawings.
She was alarmed, for she was late for at least 45minutes every single day and it'd obviously never crossed her mind to compensate the minutes.
I told her she neednt adhere to my principles and she's free to leave on time if she like it that way.
She ended up staying back a while more (to surf net I assume, since she has nothing to do and is not that willing to build the libraries) and this morning, she is only 15minutes late.
Me is tactful leh! *号练*
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I don't want to be in charge of the happiness index
As though I am not pissed enough with Mr Boss insisting that Miss Confused is upset for some reasons unknown to him (yah, it is unknown for obvious reasons - the said problem is non-existent).
He wants me to counsel her and nurse her back into happiness.
Why the eff should I do that? Especially I believe that everyone is entitled to a few moody days in their life. Moreover, why should a younger woman counsel an older woman?
It is different when I do it out of my own willingness. But when it is forced down my throat, I can't help but to think that I am decreed to babysit a big child.
She's older than me, for goodness sake, and I have more problems on my plate than she does, and on top of my multiple headaches, I still have to perform happiness resurrection on her?
Friday, July 11, 2008
Rant about taxis
I want to rant about taxis!
I mentioned before, how I am taking cabs very regularly to work these days, no thanks to the fact that I have to be up by 6am if I want to be on time, and this timing does not agree with me.
Yes, I can wake up at 6am, but I end up moving in slow motion because I am too tired. You wouldnt want me to repeat my tale of how I reach home late after OT everyday, and after me-time (in the form of youtube and tudou, newspapers and blog surfing), and shower, I sleep like 5 hours a night.
But I cannot function with 5 hours sleep! I catch up on sleep over the weekends, but it is not helpful.
Anyway, I digress, I took a cab to work and the stupid taxi driver was driving at an average of 50km/h. I AM NOT EXAGGERATING! The speed can go down to like 30km/h, and while the traffic was busy, there was no jam. He happily took the longest lane, and refused to cut to the 4th lane even though we are going straight.
And obviously it took me longer than usually, and cost me more. I told the taxi driver when I alighted, that he ought to drive faster because the journey cost me easily 3 bucks more than it usually should.
I know 3 bucks is not a lot, but hallow, I take cab because I want to shorten the travel time, and the last I want is to vomit blood in a crawling cab.
Aww shit, I really need to stop taking cabs in the morning. It drains my bank account efficiently!
I mentioned before, how I am taking cabs very regularly to work these days, no thanks to the fact that I have to be up by 6am if I want to be on time, and this timing does not agree with me.
Yes, I can wake up at 6am, but I end up moving in slow motion because I am too tired. You wouldnt want me to repeat my tale of how I reach home late after OT everyday, and after me-time (in the form of youtube and tudou, newspapers and blog surfing), and shower, I sleep like 5 hours a night.
But I cannot function with 5 hours sleep! I catch up on sleep over the weekends, but it is not helpful.
Anyway, I digress, I took a cab to work and the stupid taxi driver was driving at an average of 50km/h. I AM NOT EXAGGERATING! The speed can go down to like 30km/h, and while the traffic was busy, there was no jam. He happily took the longest lane, and refused to cut to the 4th lane even though we are going straight.
And obviously it took me longer than usually, and cost me more. I told the taxi driver when I alighted, that he ought to drive faster because the journey cost me easily 3 bucks more than it usually should.
I know 3 bucks is not a lot, but hallow, I take cab because I want to shorten the travel time, and the last I want is to vomit blood in a crawling cab.
Aww shit, I really need to stop taking cabs in the morning. It drains my bank account efficiently!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Friday, June 06, 2008
Individual
I'd always this resentment towards overly-dependent individuals. Now that is an oxymoron. A person can hardly be considered an individual if he/she relies solely on others to solve problems and make decisions.
I once discussed this with lin, how I have a ridiculously huge number of friends who cannot come to a conclusion on anything, from career advancement, to minute things like what's for dinner to views of new government imposed rules, and to everything else.
She lamented she have the exact same conclusion, and with sudden realisation, we looked at each other and chorused, why, that must be because we are too independent and decisive, and everyone else who cant make up their mind comes to us for enlightenment.
I saw that trait in her and she saw that in me. Sigh. Revelation.
What got me started on this today? As usual, it's the complains about co-workers that I have, that I can eventually compile into 3 nice and thick volumes.
In a nutshell, this colleague is absolutely dense, and has the habit of asking for instructions for even the smallest thing. Say the company ran out of A4 printing paper, and you need to replace it now, from the nearest bookstore.
What do you do?
Yes, you will go and buy it. But would it occur to you to ask your colleagues what brand of paper should we be buying, and how many reams should we be buying? It will never cross my mind, because I would refer to the stationery purchase list to see the brand and weight of paper I should buy, and I will definitely buy no more than 2 reams, because it'll be too heavy to lug back to office, and moreover I can order, and expect delivery just 3 days later.
One might roll their eyes when they hear me re-enact this story. This is so minor! If the person ask, why dont you just reply and get him going? But this is precisely why. This is something so insignificant, and yet he can quietly fret in a corner for 10 minutes, before I suppressed my need to bark at him, and ask him as nicely as I can manage, where is the paper? I need to print my tenders!
And he sorrowfully explained his dilemma, to which I inwardly expressed disbelief. If I cannot count on him to buy stationery, tell me what do you think he is capable to help me with? Hole-punching and sealing envelopes?
By then will he ask me what is the maximum number of pages that holepuncher takes, and where can he find one, and should he seal the envelope with glue stick or glue?
Omigod.
I once discussed this with lin, how I have a ridiculously huge number of friends who cannot come to a conclusion on anything, from career advancement, to minute things like what's for dinner to views of new government imposed rules, and to everything else.
She lamented she have the exact same conclusion, and with sudden realisation, we looked at each other and chorused, why, that must be because we are too independent and decisive, and everyone else who cant make up their mind comes to us for enlightenment.
I saw that trait in her and she saw that in me. Sigh. Revelation.
What got me started on this today? As usual, it's the complains about co-workers that I have, that I can eventually compile into 3 nice and thick volumes.
In a nutshell, this colleague is absolutely dense, and has the habit of asking for instructions for even the smallest thing. Say the company ran out of A4 printing paper, and you need to replace it now, from the nearest bookstore.
What do you do?
Yes, you will go and buy it. But would it occur to you to ask your colleagues what brand of paper should we be buying, and how many reams should we be buying? It will never cross my mind, because I would refer to the stationery purchase list to see the brand and weight of paper I should buy, and I will definitely buy no more than 2 reams, because it'll be too heavy to lug back to office, and moreover I can order, and expect delivery just 3 days later.
One might roll their eyes when they hear me re-enact this story. This is so minor! If the person ask, why dont you just reply and get him going? But this is precisely why. This is something so insignificant, and yet he can quietly fret in a corner for 10 minutes, before I suppressed my need to bark at him, and ask him as nicely as I can manage, where is the paper? I need to print my tenders!
And he sorrowfully explained his dilemma, to which I inwardly expressed disbelief. If I cannot count on him to buy stationery, tell me what do you think he is capable to help me with? Hole-punching and sealing envelopes?
By then will he ask me what is the maximum number of pages that holepuncher takes, and where can he find one, and should he seal the envelope with glue stick or glue?
Omigod.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Cold calls
I am getting so many cold calls for credit cards each week that I am very tempted to change my handphone number.
And when I tell them I dont earn enough to take a credit card, they began to express surprise and apologise profusely. What? Cant I be earning less that the minimum requirements? Pai mia cannot meh?
And when I tell them I dont earn enough to take a credit card, they began to express surprise and apologise profusely. What? Cant I be earning less that the minimum requirements? Pai mia cannot meh?
Monday, April 07, 2008
Retail swindle
Ok, the title is a little exaggerated.
But I am annoyed!!
I was at watsons, getting my foundation refill packs, when there's a a tag saying "Up to 50% off for 2nd item", and in fine print, applicable for the same item purchased on the same day.
Fair enough.
There's no clear indication if the 2nd item would be a 50% or lesser, but I thought a 20% would be good enough for me. (Hey, I am not greedy!)
In the end? The discount is 0%!!!
Since when did 0% constitute under "up to XX%"? If this item is not going to be on promotion, at least indicate, together with your fine print, "only for selected merchandise"!
I can accept if I am not eligible for a discount, but hey, dont mislead leh!
Annoyed lor! >_<
But I am annoyed!!
I was at watsons, getting my foundation refill packs, when there's a a tag saying "Up to 50% off for 2nd item", and in fine print, applicable for the same item purchased on the same day.
Fair enough.
There's no clear indication if the 2nd item would be a 50% or lesser, but I thought a 20% would be good enough for me. (Hey, I am not greedy!)
In the end? The discount is 0%!!!
Since when did 0% constitute under "up to XX%"? If this item is not going to be on promotion, at least indicate, together with your fine print, "only for selected merchandise"!
I can accept if I am not eligible for a discount, but hey, dont mislead leh!
Annoyed lor! >_<
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?
Monday, December 31, 2007
To travel alone
I want to go traveling (as usual, duh), and I want to travel alone because I find it troublesome to accommodate to another person's likes and dislikes for itineraries.
But apparently, the world hates single travelers, because I keep seeing "not valid for single travelers" as a disclaimer at the end of the page.
I guess I just have to pay much more. Bleah.
But apparently, the world hates single travelers, because I keep seeing "not valid for single travelers" as a disclaimer at the end of the page.
I guess I just have to pay much more. Bleah.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
The 'what' lor
I am always irritated, when someone have to ask me a question, and goes "Hey, you know the what hor, how I change the thing into bigger and why when I click the button, the word disappear. Where can I go to find it?"
What's with using 'what', 'thing', 'something', 'there' and other ambiguous terms to ask questions? Isnt it basic courtesy to phrase questions properly as a form of politeness to the person you are seeking help from?
Sigh. No wonder there are many people who lament that they cant communicate with others. There are just too many people who are not specific in what they are asking.
But I am not without faults in this scenario :
Sometimes I realise I do the same thing, but mostly it is because I am distracted with something else, and I hum and haw. I probably will say, "Hey, for the storyboards for Elaine, uh........" when something else attracted my attention and I let my question drift off.
Senior will say "What lah!" sharply, and I will regain my sense and repeat my question in entirety.
But to my favour, the above scenario seldom happens because when I have a question to ask senior, I usually grab all the necessary documents and my sketch pad, and approach senior with full attention.
Ok, enough of ranting.
I think I will just ignore her for now and I wont be so irritated.
What's with using 'what', 'thing', 'something', 'there' and other ambiguous terms to ask questions? Isnt it basic courtesy to phrase questions properly as a form of politeness to the person you are seeking help from?
Sigh. No wonder there are many people who lament that they cant communicate with others. There are just too many people who are not specific in what they are asking.
But I am not without faults in this scenario :
Sometimes I realise I do the same thing, but mostly it is because I am distracted with something else, and I hum and haw. I probably will say, "Hey, for the storyboards for Elaine, uh........" when something else attracted my attention and I let my question drift off.
Senior will say "What lah!" sharply, and I will regain my sense and repeat my question in entirety.
But to my favour, the above scenario seldom happens because when I have a question to ask senior, I usually grab all the necessary documents and my sketch pad, and approach senior with full attention.
Ok, enough of ranting.
I think I will just ignore her for now and I wont be so irritated.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Conversation in a padded cell #4
Senior : You know, it's a good thing that you have relevant experience in this industry.
Me : In what sense?
Senior : When we were deciding on the person to hire back then, we were just looking for anyone. We were so busy that anybody would be helpful.
Me : =_=" that means I wasnt hired because I am good lah! KANASAI!
Senior : You are doing better than we thought. That's good what.
Me : That's not the point mah. That time boss say that he hired me because I am cheerful, now you say I am hired because it was convenient. Wah piang ooi!
Senior : More of like giving everyone a chance lah.
Me : Chey! Good lor, just need to concentrate on being a clown.
Actually though my ego is a little bruised, to think of it, it is not such a bad thing. By them not treating me as superwoman I will not expect to be so helluva busy from now on.
And since they had very low expectations of me, I can easily meet it and surpass it. That's nice.
Still, I happened to mention it to boss today, he laughed it off, but still assuage my worries, saying that I was definitely hired because of my capabilities and potential.
But how come I dont quite believe? Wuahahaha.
Me : In what sense?
Senior : When we were deciding on the person to hire back then, we were just looking for anyone. We were so busy that anybody would be helpful.
Me : =_=" that means I wasnt hired because I am good lah! KANASAI!
Senior : You are doing better than we thought. That's good what.
Me : That's not the point mah. That time boss say that he hired me because I am cheerful, now you say I am hired because it was convenient. Wah piang ooi!
Senior : More of like giving everyone a chance lah.
Me : Chey! Good lor, just need to concentrate on being a clown.
Actually though my ego is a little bruised, to think of it, it is not such a bad thing. By them not treating me as superwoman I will not expect to be so helluva busy from now on.
And since they had very low expectations of me, I can easily meet it and surpass it. That's nice.
Still, I happened to mention it to boss today, he laughed it off, but still assuage my worries, saying that I was definitely hired because of my capabilities and potential.
But how come I dont quite believe? Wuahahaha.
Monday, July 16, 2007
A smoker
I am weird.
Because of the stress level at work, I took to smoking, and I will waste myself to around 4 or 5 sticks a day. When I am not working, I can go days without a single puff but the moment I stepped into this office, I will have an uncontrollable urge to smoke.
Yet I feel giddy after smoking, and it is really apparent that I am introducing toxin into my body.
I have no idea what good does it do, since I dont feel particularly refresh after a stick, but I do know that I enjoy the minute of solitude.
Because of the stress level at work, I took to smoking, and I will waste myself to around 4 or 5 sticks a day. When I am not working, I can go days without a single puff but the moment I stepped into this office, I will have an uncontrollable urge to smoke.
Yet I feel giddy after smoking, and it is really apparent that I am introducing toxin into my body.
I have no idea what good does it do, since I dont feel particularly refresh after a stick, but I do know that I enjoy the minute of solitude.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Favourtism
My mother was reading the chinese newspaper with my elder brother, and she exclaimed out loud at one particular article.
One mother had asked 2 maids to bring her young twins (around 4 years old I think) to the void deck to everyday from morn till night so that they do not disturb their sister.
It is not indicated how old this sister is, but I dont think it is of any importance anyway.
My mother shook her head in disbelief at how a mother would be so biased to one child that she have to send 2 other out of the way.
Please leh~ I then need to shake my head in disbelief -- at her.
Dont she remember how it was when I was studying in poly? The comp was in my elder brother's room due to his insistence, and nothing I said could make them agree to move the computer out to the living room.
I had to do my work in his room, translating my hand drawn plans into autocad, but I wasnt allow to switch on the lights because that would affect my elder brother's sleep.
Hence I had to bring my drawing close to the monitor so that I can see something from the light emitted. I had to type very softly so that I do not wake my brother up with my noisy typing habits.
I had to go though that for 3 years of my poly school life, and the only time I can switch on the lights was when my brother decided to play mahjong overnight outside.
And here she is, criticising favouritism?
Nabei, dont give me that.
One mother had asked 2 maids to bring her young twins (around 4 years old I think) to the void deck to everyday from morn till night so that they do not disturb their sister.
It is not indicated how old this sister is, but I dont think it is of any importance anyway.
My mother shook her head in disbelief at how a mother would be so biased to one child that she have to send 2 other out of the way.
Please leh~ I then need to shake my head in disbelief -- at her.
Dont she remember how it was when I was studying in poly? The comp was in my elder brother's room due to his insistence, and nothing I said could make them agree to move the computer out to the living room.
I had to do my work in his room, translating my hand drawn plans into autocad, but I wasnt allow to switch on the lights because that would affect my elder brother's sleep.
Hence I had to bring my drawing close to the monitor so that I can see something from the light emitted. I had to type very softly so that I do not wake my brother up with my noisy typing habits.
I had to go though that for 3 years of my poly school life, and the only time I can switch on the lights was when my brother decided to play mahjong overnight outside.
And here she is, criticising favouritism?
Nabei, dont give me that.
Bus that rocketed by
This happened on the past friday, 6th July.
I went back to work after 2 days of leave, and understandably, my work was piling nicely on my table, demanding attention.
I managed to finish work at 7.55pm, which was partially because I've skipped lunch and dinner so that I can leave earlier. I was going home, so that I may freshen up and go out later that night.
I checked the unreliable iris, partly as a habit than an assurance, and saw that the bus service was coming in around 20 minutes, and 3 minutes later, when I checked, it says 12minutes.
Bloody hell, what is the correct one? I didnt want to miss the bus if it is really coming in 12 minutes, so I rushed to the bus stop.
Reaching at 8.05pm, I stood at the end of the bus stop while keeping a looking out for the bus while sms-ing.
Sorry for the blurry picture, but you should be able to tell that the bush is very tall, and there's a bus parking (most probably illegally) by the road.
The moment I saw my bus, I moved nearer to the road, and flagged the bus.
I then turned and walked towards the beginning of the busstop, halfway through I flagged the bus again, at my estimating that the bus would be drawing into the bus bay at that point.
(I dont wait at the beginning at the bus stop because by the time I see the bus and flag it, it would have sped past even faster. Tried and known.)
So I was saying, the bus that I was flagging didnt stop for me, and zoomed past instead. I looked at it in horror, cos at the back of my mind I know that I have to wait another 20 minutes before the next service arrived.
The bus actually slowed down a few meters beyond the bus bay, but the traffic was coming behind it, and the driver had to drive off.
WHAT THE FUCK!
I sat down defeated, and waited irritably for my next bus. I took both pictures so that I may send a feedback form to sbs regarding the incident.
In this shot, can you tell that there is a service 97 behind the single deck bus? Neither could I. But there was. This distance is definitely less than 50 meters, and if the bus is driving at 80km/h, it takes him 2 SECONDS to reach where I was standing.
This stretch of shenton way is a straight road, meaning the bus is never slow on approaching. And usually when the bus sped past, it wont stop for you even when it is his fault.
On the occasion that he does, be prepared to receive a few words of lashing when you board his bus.
Sigh.. The bus service standards is dropping to new lows.
I can understand the schedule of bus being erratic due to uncontrollable traffic conditions. I can ignore the aircon leaking, and the torn seat snapping at my skirt. I can forgive the bus drivers driving as though he is trying to get all of us killed, speeding then jamming brakes.
But dont make me wait at the bus stop for 30 to 40 minutes or not! 20 minutes is already a strain on my patience, and anymore than that is unacceptable!
But knowing sbs, nothing would be done one lor. Except spending stupid money on campaigns like "Stop Bus Captain Assaults" then think of ways to justify price hikes.
I went back to work after 2 days of leave, and understandably, my work was piling nicely on my table, demanding attention.
I managed to finish work at 7.55pm, which was partially because I've skipped lunch and dinner so that I can leave earlier. I was going home, so that I may freshen up and go out later that night.
I checked the unreliable iris, partly as a habit than an assurance, and saw that the bus service was coming in around 20 minutes, and 3 minutes later, when I checked, it says 12minutes.
Bloody hell, what is the correct one? I didnt want to miss the bus if it is really coming in 12 minutes, so I rushed to the bus stop.
Reaching at 8.05pm, I stood at the end of the bus stop while keeping a looking out for the bus while sms-ing.
Sorry for the blurry picture, but you should be able to tell that the bush is very tall, and there's a bus parking (most probably illegally) by the road.The moment I saw my bus, I moved nearer to the road, and flagged the bus.
I then turned and walked towards the beginning of the busstop, halfway through I flagged the bus again, at my estimating that the bus would be drawing into the bus bay at that point.
(I dont wait at the beginning at the bus stop because by the time I see the bus and flag it, it would have sped past even faster. Tried and known.)
So I was saying, the bus that I was flagging didnt stop for me, and zoomed past instead. I looked at it in horror, cos at the back of my mind I know that I have to wait another 20 minutes before the next service arrived.
The bus actually slowed down a few meters beyond the bus bay, but the traffic was coming behind it, and the driver had to drive off.
WHAT THE FUCK!
I sat down defeated, and waited irritably for my next bus. I took both pictures so that I may send a feedback form to sbs regarding the incident.
In this shot, can you tell that there is a service 97 behind the single deck bus? Neither could I. But there was. This distance is definitely less than 50 meters, and if the bus is driving at 80km/h, it takes him 2 SECONDS to reach where I was standing.This stretch of shenton way is a straight road, meaning the bus is never slow on approaching. And usually when the bus sped past, it wont stop for you even when it is his fault.
On the occasion that he does, be prepared to receive a few words of lashing when you board his bus.
Sigh.. The bus service standards is dropping to new lows.
I can understand the schedule of bus being erratic due to uncontrollable traffic conditions. I can ignore the aircon leaking, and the torn seat snapping at my skirt. I can forgive the bus drivers driving as though he is trying to get all of us killed, speeding then jamming brakes.
But dont make me wait at the bus stop for 30 to 40 minutes or not! 20 minutes is already a strain on my patience, and anymore than that is unacceptable!
But knowing sbs, nothing would be done one lor. Except spending stupid money on campaigns like "Stop Bus Captain Assaults" then think of ways to justify price hikes.
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