Thursday, July 28, 2011

Thanks

The thanks before and after an event is not as worthy as a word of gratitude or encouragement during.

The thank before an event meant to inform you that your help is needed, please do a proper job.

The thank after is to let you know that everything went well. If the event did not go well, you will not be thanked.

The thank during is somewhat genuine, though it could mean that someone is checking on your progress. On the good side, thanking during could also mean that your effort is being appreciated real time, including the failures and re-tries.

So I ask myself, do I prefer a thankless job or a before-after-thanks one.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

New job description

I have a newfound job description for myself. I do everything, even things I do not know how to. I have to deal with people's temper. I have to deal with another company's boss's temper. I have to deal with temper arising out of someone else's home matters. I have to deal with temper triggered off by workers.

Even if I sense an unhappiness and tried to ask about the situation, I get an attitudinal answer like, 'You go and see for yourself.' So, if I choose not to, I will be at fault?

Substitute all 'deal with' with 'face' because there is no two ways about it. Just take it and swallow. Don't die, congratulate myself, die, I asked for it.

And you cannot do anything but nod and say yes, nod and say 'I will see to it', nod and shut the hell up.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Liberated

I did something most people might consider stupid today. I set a rat cage trap yesterday before I leave workplace. Voila! It caught a rodent through the night.

However, when I look at the furry thing, I could not decide what next to do. Ah Siao says, drown it in water. Ah Chun suggested, put it in the Sun. Ah Jian asked me why haven't I sentenced it to death.

I fed Mr Rat with Nini's food, which it chewed with great enthusiasm. I wondered whether that would be it's last. Funny, considering it's fate laid in my one decision.

In the burning mid day Sun, I ... ... released it into a drain, and I felt liberated.


p.s. I've since set another trap.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Do not like

I suddenly feel the urge to express a view. I am beginning incline towards business owners NOT absorbing increases in taxes, price, cost, NOT pledging to keep prices at an artificially affordable level, NOT raising price and offering discount. Such actions only fuel customers with the token to complain about their 'plight' when they are faced with the real situation.

I do not like the people up there raising this price, raising that tax, claiming that they are collecting them to help those in need (referring to themselves). I do not like the people up there talking hawkers into pledging not to raise prices, when they allow prices of their supplies to rocket. These are the worker's money earned shedding buckets of sweat.

Bourgeoisie beware, retribution will catch up one day.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Senseless belonging

I am belonging lesser and lesser to myself. I find my weekend burnt to char.

I wanted to go for a holiday, but I sabotaged myself by signing up for a course. I feel like giving myself a jodan mawashi geri.

My most recent time, I could remember, dedicated to my likes is a photoshoot at Labrador park. Though short, but has been really meaningful, at least to myself.

When can I have more time for myself?

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Time Wasting

Today was supposed to be a good day for me. I was greeted with the morning rain, followed by the cool weather that lasted through the day. Yet, I was in a foul mood for much of today.

I wasted time having to think of how to draft a complain letter to Singnet, for the once-every-few-days connection drop, which happen yesterday and today, and some days of last week. I spent time thinking of how to increase the reliability of my complaint and the repeatability of connection problem. Well, I could not find a way through my thoughts.

Time wasted thinking of things that I should not have been doing. I only edited 2 photos today and I have piles more to go. My poor eyes ... ...

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Maureen

Some lousy event happened in a few days. 小胖 passed on to doggy heaven, two days following Ah Fluff, hope their friendship continues in the nether journey.

Called MOM today to 'talk' about the delayed response. They asked me for 3 more days, which quite frankly, I could not say NO to.

I remember a classmate name Maureen from my poly days. She is a modern, hip and friendly lady, often dressed stylishly in printed tank top, body hugging jeans and boots, and had a small tattoo ring on one finger.

But NO! I am not talking about that Maureen today. It's the Maureen from SC2. I shall not get personal on her looks. I called her to ask about how I can do an application status check by myself; I'm not even asking her about the status. In metaphoric terms, I am asking her how to fish and not asking her for a fish. She became all defensive, as if I am blaming her for the delayed outcome of an application. Argument ensued and it's not even about the topic I wanted to asked in the first place - Time Wastage. I wasted time no further and drop the line, and call SCAL instead, and ask for the general manager, who was not around, and was directed to the assistant general manager. Assistants has the sorriest of worklife. No glamourous GM title, but have the same, if not a higher, pile of work to do. Anyway, Esther, the asst. GM appeased me and offered to help me with what I wanted. I reiterated to her that I want to know HOW to check the outcome and not asking her to check it for me, and her response fully satisfy me, 'I know, let me check it for you, I want to learn it as well.' Full marks!