This song really lifts your spirits and gets you in the mood for the Rabbit year!
Yes, it makes me cringe at the same time...
But... I still love it anyhow! It's the CHINESE New Year anyway! So let's get chee-na!
Happy!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
I'm going to dislike February.
Friday
"I just claimed my air ticket. I'm going to Thailand next month, after CNY hor... for about 5 days."
Saturday
"I'm going to KL end February. For a weekend."
"You want any Coach or Kate Spade or anything? I'm gg to the US on 14 February."
Why is everyone telling me they are going away in February? And leave me alone here... Boo hoo!
Oh, and my colleagues are also going to Bangkok end February as well!
Latest update: Two more friends are going to Bangkok! All the same week! =(
"I just claimed my air ticket. I'm going to Thailand next month, after CNY hor... for about 5 days."
Saturday
"I'm going to KL end February. For a weekend."
"You want any Coach or Kate Spade or anything? I'm gg to the US on 14 February."
Why is everyone telling me they are going away in February? And leave me alone here... Boo hoo!
Oh, and my colleagues are also going to Bangkok end February as well!
Latest update: Two more friends are going to Bangkok! All the same week! =(
Monday, January 17, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
A week of mixed emotions running high…
Been feeling rather emo since the start of the year. Things were made worse when I fell sick and work had not been exactly smooth for the 1st two weeks of 2011.
I did my fair share of complaints, crying and sulking. And fortunately, work has taken a change for the better. And I know it will only get better.
Or maybe, I am trying to find back my own aggressiveness and my own fighting spirit, as I’ve mentioned earlier. The more people think I am not able to do some things, the more I would do to prove them wrong. I survive and can respond pretty well to such pressure. Test me.
Can never – ever – forget the exclamations and shocked expressions on the faces of my relatives and neighoubours when I received my PSLE, O Levels and A Levels results.
My relatives were happy for me. But I would never forget in my life when my ex-neighbour arrogantly told my mum in my presence that she should be more than happy if I even, ever, managed to get a 220 for my PSLE. I scored so much better than her kid and went to River Valley. Hers? Blah – Fairfield Methodist.
Apparently, she never learnt her lesson and she once again told my mum that, my mum should be more than satisfied if I could enter a polytechnic. My entry to a SAP school was just a beautiful mistake.
In the end, I went to Hwa Chong Junior College. Hers? Blah – National Junior College.
I hate such arrogant people, or should I say arrogant empty vessels. They just like to put people down to make themselves feel better. But for what? I can never understand and I am not interested to find out. But maybe I should have her to thank. Hah.
I told my mum that for people to be arrogant, they better blardy hell have the capabilities to be so. Which I still believe so.
Anyway, I digress.
What I had wanted to blog about was…
Happiness – I can’t stop smiling to myself!
My favourite student scored an A2 for her Math in O Levels! Alright. It’s not an A1. But based on her standards and capabilities, an A2 is already more than a good pressie for me! I was honestly expecting a B3 for her. And she always jokes that she is going to spoil my track record of As.
Math has never been her strong subject and there was even a period when she really hated the subject cos she either kept failing or just made it across the borderline.
But she believed in me. Believed that I wanted the best for her. She has been my student since she was Primary 4. Should have stopped teaching her in Sec 2 but she called me one day and asked me to tutor her for Sec 3 & 4.
“It’s OK if you have stopped teaching Sec 3 & 4 for more than 5 years. I trust you.”
Her last three words stuck in my mind until now. I melted then.
She called me right after her call to her mum and she was shrieking on the other side of the phone. Ecstatic.
I am too. I’m happy she did it.
And I honestly could not stop smiling to myself for the whole day after her call.
I’ll miss her.
Pensive.
Nan SMS-ed me one day and kinda demanded that she needed to meet me cos she had gotten into a second round of interview and she had no idea what to expect. She needed my advice.
I thought that was kinda weird. I’m not a headhunter or a trained HR personnel or have a HR background. Human Resources was only my general elective module in Uni…
But I soon realised why she needed to talk to me. Because apart from her interview for her scholarship, which was dunno how many donkey years ago, she has never been to a proper interview before. She even asked me what to wear for the interview.
But what made me in awe was what she shared with me…
She shared that she still has the vision to want to make an impact in other people’s life. That her dream is get into MOH and be a decision maker and policy maker, so that she can change and implement some new policies that would benefit more patients. And she can’t do that now because if she applies to MOH now, she can only be a ka-gia and not someone of influential decision power.
I think I stared at her with disbelief in my eyes for a good few minutes.
Doesn’t she sound like a fresh graduate? A gung-ho fresh graduate with lotsa of ideals and belief and enthusiasm to want to “save the world” and make the world a better place?
Ahh… Don’t we all used to be like that once?
What happen?
Somehow, along the way, we became so jaded and got caught up in the current situation to forget what your ideals once were….
And she asked me. What happen to my plan? The plan that I would quit the corporate world at 30 to go pursue my passion – teaching. I’m overdue, she reminded me.
Had lunch with another friend recently and the conversation turned to our pursuits in life.
He suggested me to open a tuition centre when I told him about my overdue teaching dream, and yet, I do not want to give up on my marketing job.
And he actually generously offered to cough up a sum of money. Woah.
But of course, there are much more issues, planning and groundwork to be done before anything can be concrete. And this friend only offered to cough up the money. He’ll leave the rest to me, he says.
He called me two days later to ask me if I had given it a serious thought. Open a brand new centre or buy over an existing one? And if you want to buy over an existing one, please make sure it has potential. His bla-bla-bla was when I knew he was genuinely serious.
Hmmm… Let me mull over it some more.
Blissful
Attended CW's & Jen’s wedding at Sentosa Cove Glass House. It was an intimate affair with only 9 tables.
Don’t know why but when I saw her this time round, I felt happy for her. I mean, sincerely happy for the two of them. Happy that she found her man, and her man found her. Hopefully, this time round, it’s the right man.
The 2 of them were already a couple in Uni but broke up because the guy wanted to settle down but not the girl.
Both subsequently got married to other people, divorced and then as fate would have it, they got in touch again and then fell in love again.
真的是兜了一个大圆圈！But it’s all sweetness after the bitterness.
And I teared during their solemnization when they took their vows. Touched.
There was a mixture of tears and laughter when CW gave his speech. It was a damn long speech but touching. Especially for those who knew the 2 of them since Uni days.
I’ve been to so many weddings and helped coordinate so many weddings but I think this was one of the best. It din feel like a wedding at all. Instead, it was an intimate cosy affair where everyone just mingle, laugh and talk.
Even when I am not really close to CW & Jen’s other friends whom I knew as well (from the same secondary school), or knew anyone at all at the wedding, for that matter, I felt at ease and comfortable. There was this guy at my table who introduced himself the moment I sat down from my emcee-ing job.
“You were from NTU, aren’t you? You look very familiar.”
Turned out he was from NTU Accountancy and he knew CW and the rest of my secondary school classmates who were at the table as well.
He was reminiscing the good old days and told the few of us, “It’s amazing how some of us are now daddies and mummies. And especially how we all look different now, yet very much the same. Doesn’t this remind you of the good old days when we were all in school?”
A sign of age, isn’t it? When you realise you keep saying, “Those were the days.”
I like what CW & Jen put in their weddig invite.
“Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with him more than any other person. Love is trusting him enough to tell him everything about yourself. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with him but still getting weak in the knees when he walks into a room and smiles at you.”
How true…
Sad such that my tears can’t stop flowing.
OK. I have to admit. I’m not emotionally strong. I over-estimated myself.
Received a call from a good friend this morning. She told me to take a deep breath and stay calm to whatever she was going to tell me thereafter.
How weird I thought.
But what she said hit me hard.
“I have cancer.”
“Huh? What was it that you just said?”
“You did not hear wrongly. I have cancer. Lymphoma cancer.”
Silence. My tears started to well up and the next thing I knew – I couldn’t even talk.
“Silly girl. Cry for what? Nothing to cry about. Doc says it’s curable.”
I’m never good with such things. I honestly do not know what to say.
And in the end, she was the one trying to console me and telling me it is going to be alright.
“I thought I should call to let you know. Lest you hear from dunno what sources and start to get funny ideas or thought it is very serious. Or you suddenly didn't hear from me for some time later. Cos knowing you, you seldom take the initiative to contact other people anyway.”
She has just given birth – much to both her hubby’s and her delight. After having tried for some time for a baby.
They had almost wanted to give up trying and started planning for themselves and their own duo future when she found herself pregnant. Both were ecstatic. We all knew how much her hubby wanted a kid.
But it seems that this pregnancy or this kid is… I don’t know...
老人家不是说过，有些孩子生来带给父母的是福 ，有些却是祸。
She first had chicken pox during her pregnancy, then followed by post-natal depression, all the problems that come along with breast feeding, and down with flu, muscle aches, etc.
And then now… 一波未平 ，一波又起。
我真的很心疼她。
But of course, mothers being mothers, she shared that it is a blessing in disguise that it is her and not her son. I mean, yes, it’s true. But I would rather it NOT be anybody.
She asked me to meet up soon, before she starts her chemo which is scheduled after CNY, and by then, she has to cut down contact in case of viral infection from outside.
I didn’t tell her but I’m scared to meet her. I don’t want to start crying or tearing the moment I see her. Because I shouldn’t be. But I’m scared I can’t help it. I am in fact crying so uncontrollably now as I type.
Yet, I know I would want to be there for her. I would meet her. I just need to toughen up myself.
And knowing her loud and tough character, and for the sake of her hubby and baby, her family and all whom she loves and love her, she should able to pull through this difficult phase in her life. 加油！
I did my fair share of complaints, crying and sulking. And fortunately, work has taken a change for the better. And I know it will only get better.
Or maybe, I am trying to find back my own aggressiveness and my own fighting spirit, as I’ve mentioned earlier. The more people think I am not able to do some things, the more I would do to prove them wrong. I survive and can respond pretty well to such pressure. Test me.
Can never – ever – forget the exclamations and shocked expressions on the faces of my relatives and neighoubours when I received my PSLE, O Levels and A Levels results.
My relatives were happy for me. But I would never forget in my life when my ex-neighbour arrogantly told my mum in my presence that she should be more than happy if I even, ever, managed to get a 220 for my PSLE. I scored so much better than her kid and went to River Valley. Hers? Blah – Fairfield Methodist.
Apparently, she never learnt her lesson and she once again told my mum that, my mum should be more than satisfied if I could enter a polytechnic. My entry to a SAP school was just a beautiful mistake.
In the end, I went to Hwa Chong Junior College. Hers? Blah – National Junior College.
I hate such arrogant people, or should I say arrogant empty vessels. They just like to put people down to make themselves feel better. But for what? I can never understand and I am not interested to find out. But maybe I should have her to thank. Hah.
I told my mum that for people to be arrogant, they better blardy hell have the capabilities to be so. Which I still believe so.
Anyway, I digress.
What I had wanted to blog about was…
Happiness – I can’t stop smiling to myself!
My favourite student scored an A2 for her Math in O Levels! Alright. It’s not an A1. But based on her standards and capabilities, an A2 is already more than a good pressie for me! I was honestly expecting a B3 for her. And she always jokes that she is going to spoil my track record of As.
Math has never been her strong subject and there was even a period when she really hated the subject cos she either kept failing or just made it across the borderline.
But she believed in me. Believed that I wanted the best for her. She has been my student since she was Primary 4. Should have stopped teaching her in Sec 2 but she called me one day and asked me to tutor her for Sec 3 & 4.
“It’s OK if you have stopped teaching Sec 3 & 4 for more than 5 years. I trust you.”
Her last three words stuck in my mind until now. I melted then.
She called me right after her call to her mum and she was shrieking on the other side of the phone. Ecstatic.
I am too. I’m happy she did it.
And I honestly could not stop smiling to myself for the whole day after her call.
I’ll miss her.
Pensive.
Nan SMS-ed me one day and kinda demanded that she needed to meet me cos she had gotten into a second round of interview and she had no idea what to expect. She needed my advice.
I thought that was kinda weird. I’m not a headhunter or a trained HR personnel or have a HR background. Human Resources was only my general elective module in Uni…
But I soon realised why she needed to talk to me. Because apart from her interview for her scholarship, which was dunno how many donkey years ago, she has never been to a proper interview before. She even asked me what to wear for the interview.
But what made me in awe was what she shared with me…
She shared that she still has the vision to want to make an impact in other people’s life. That her dream is get into MOH and be a decision maker and policy maker, so that she can change and implement some new policies that would benefit more patients. And she can’t do that now because if she applies to MOH now, she can only be a ka-gia and not someone of influential decision power.
I think I stared at her with disbelief in my eyes for a good few minutes.
Doesn’t she sound like a fresh graduate? A gung-ho fresh graduate with lotsa of ideals and belief and enthusiasm to want to “save the world” and make the world a better place?
Ahh… Don’t we all used to be like that once?
What happen?
Somehow, along the way, we became so jaded and got caught up in the current situation to forget what your ideals once were….
And she asked me. What happen to my plan? The plan that I would quit the corporate world at 30 to go pursue my passion – teaching. I’m overdue, she reminded me.
Had lunch with another friend recently and the conversation turned to our pursuits in life.
He suggested me to open a tuition centre when I told him about my overdue teaching dream, and yet, I do not want to give up on my marketing job.
And he actually generously offered to cough up a sum of money. Woah.
But of course, there are much more issues, planning and groundwork to be done before anything can be concrete. And this friend only offered to cough up the money. He’ll leave the rest to me, he says.
He called me two days later to ask me if I had given it a serious thought. Open a brand new centre or buy over an existing one? And if you want to buy over an existing one, please make sure it has potential. His bla-bla-bla was when I knew he was genuinely serious.
Hmmm… Let me mull over it some more.
Blissful
Attended CW's & Jen’s wedding at Sentosa Cove Glass House. It was an intimate affair with only 9 tables.
Don’t know why but when I saw her this time round, I felt happy for her. I mean, sincerely happy for the two of them. Happy that she found her man, and her man found her. Hopefully, this time round, it’s the right man.
The 2 of them were already a couple in Uni but broke up because the guy wanted to settle down but not the girl.
Both subsequently got married to other people, divorced and then as fate would have it, they got in touch again and then fell in love again.
真的是兜了一个大圆圈！But it’s all sweetness after the bitterness.
And I teared during their solemnization when they took their vows. Touched.
There was a mixture of tears and laughter when CW gave his speech. It was a damn long speech but touching. Especially for those who knew the 2 of them since Uni days.
I’ve been to so many weddings and helped coordinate so many weddings but I think this was one of the best. It din feel like a wedding at all. Instead, it was an intimate cosy affair where everyone just mingle, laugh and talk.
Even when I am not really close to CW & Jen’s other friends whom I knew as well (from the same secondary school), or knew anyone at all at the wedding, for that matter, I felt at ease and comfortable. There was this guy at my table who introduced himself the moment I sat down from my emcee-ing job.
“You were from NTU, aren’t you? You look very familiar.”
Turned out he was from NTU Accountancy and he knew CW and the rest of my secondary school classmates who were at the table as well.
He was reminiscing the good old days and told the few of us, “It’s amazing how some of us are now daddies and mummies. And especially how we all look different now, yet very much the same. Doesn’t this remind you of the good old days when we were all in school?”
A sign of age, isn’t it? When you realise you keep saying, “Those were the days.”
I like what CW & Jen put in their weddig invite.
“Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with him more than any other person. Love is trusting him enough to tell him everything about yourself. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with him but still getting weak in the knees when he walks into a room and smiles at you.”
How true…
Sad such that my tears can’t stop flowing.
OK. I have to admit. I’m not emotionally strong. I over-estimated myself.
Received a call from a good friend this morning. She told me to take a deep breath and stay calm to whatever she was going to tell me thereafter.
How weird I thought.
But what she said hit me hard.
“I have cancer.”
“Huh? What was it that you just said?”
“You did not hear wrongly. I have cancer. Lymphoma cancer.”
Silence. My tears started to well up and the next thing I knew – I couldn’t even talk.
“Silly girl. Cry for what? Nothing to cry about. Doc says it’s curable.”
I’m never good with such things. I honestly do not know what to say.
And in the end, she was the one trying to console me and telling me it is going to be alright.
“I thought I should call to let you know. Lest you hear from dunno what sources and start to get funny ideas or thought it is very serious. Or you suddenly didn't hear from me for some time later. Cos knowing you, you seldom take the initiative to contact other people anyway.”
She has just given birth – much to both her hubby’s and her delight. After having tried for some time for a baby.
They had almost wanted to give up trying and started planning for themselves and their own duo future when she found herself pregnant. Both were ecstatic. We all knew how much her hubby wanted a kid.
But it seems that this pregnancy or this kid is… I don’t know...
老人家不是说过，有些孩子生来带给父母的是福 ，有些却是祸。
She first had chicken pox during her pregnancy, then followed by post-natal depression, all the problems that come along with breast feeding, and down with flu, muscle aches, etc.
And then now… 一波未平 ，一波又起。
我真的很心疼她。
But of course, mothers being mothers, she shared that it is a blessing in disguise that it is her and not her son. I mean, yes, it’s true. But I would rather it NOT be anybody.
She asked me to meet up soon, before she starts her chemo which is scheduled after CNY, and by then, she has to cut down contact in case of viral infection from outside.
I didn’t tell her but I’m scared to meet her. I don’t want to start crying or tearing the moment I see her. Because I shouldn’t be. But I’m scared I can’t help it. I am in fact crying so uncontrollably now as I type.
Yet, I know I would want to be there for her. I would meet her. I just need to toughen up myself.
And knowing her loud and tough character, and for the sake of her hubby and baby, her family and all whom she loves and love her, she should able to pull through this difficult phase in her life. 加油！
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Blabbers
Bloss made me repeat to myself. 对事不对人, 对事不对人, 对事不对人.
And breathe, breathe and breathe.
What the hell. I can't breathe at all. Literally. With all my blocked respiratory system.
Jen told me I'm not the only one dreading going to work. So it's OK - to have such feelings once in a while.
Bloss told me she thinks she lost her passion in her line of work.
So, OK. I have two people telling me similar things.
But. But that should not be the case.
I'm tired.
Not sure if it is due to medicine, or my illness, or that I feel very out of the world and floating around - I nearly threw my water bottle into the bin, instead of my rubbish in the other hand this morning.
And I felt very faint after lunch, having walked under the hot sun. Must be the flu bug.
And I'm still not getting any better after taking the drugs. I wonder why the medication prescribed by the company doctors always don't work, and yet they earn tonnes of money. Idiot.
I tried to stay positive but it is so difficult. Or rather, she makes it so difficult ~ and worse still, effortlessly.
#1
Told me to arrange with a client that the big boss would be available to speak at their event on a certain date.
Must remember to copy her on everything, right?
So I did. And so, I thought, as how it has always been, it would be her telling the big boss the details, and me liaising with the external party. Hierarchy mah. Understood.
Who noes? She came to me and asked if I have booked big boss' time for that event. And gave me the most incredulously unbelievable look on her face why it never occurred to me to do it.
I think I stared at her for a second then decided that there's no use to try to explain and so, I just answered her - OK, I'll do it.
After speaking to the big boss' PA, I realised to my horror that the dates clashed with our regional internal event (which she is going as well, but I was not informed of the details, since I am not involved.)
So, I went to her and told her about the clash of dates. And returned her the incredulously unbelievable look on my face why it never occurred to her that the dates clashed, since she is going as well.
Of course, I failed.
She just told me in a relaxed tone after confirming it with her organizer, "Oh ya hor. Dates clashed. Then can you decline it?"
What the... I told you the date. You were the one who checked with big boss, and gave me the heads up to confirm with the client. You even repeated the date when you had that incredulous look on your face. And it didn't occur to you then that the dates clashed at all, until the PA brought it up?
And now, I have to write a diplomatic apology email and look silly, to have confirmed our participation and decline a day after.
I think it's only fair that if you expect no slip up from me, I expect no slip up from you.
#2
I had to sit down with her to propose the contents of the quarterly newsletter. True enough - as I had expected, the first thing she asked me was what is the new section for this year I propose?
I'm prepared but I just don't like her tone of asking.
Anyway, everything seems fine until the end when she asked me the tasks at hand now.
Told her. And then, some how, I can't remember how now, the conversation turned to time management.
And then, she went on to say she wanted to pass on some coordination job to me, but not sure if I have the time to do it.
This is a trap.
I hate it when bosses tell you about things and then end it off with a tinge of concern - be it out of hypocrisy or out of honest concern or just for show.
I mean, you are the boss. You ask me to do things, could I say no? All I could tell you is the opportunity cost - that the time I plan to do ABC will now be used to do the things you ask me to. So ABC gets pushed back. Or, I go home later and complete it for you - that's an opportunity cost too.
But somehow, when ABC gets pushed back and you agree, some how, in the later stages, or after several months, the boomerang will come back and the question, "Why did ABC become a moving target? Or Why was ABC late?"
By then, OK - this, I blame it on my own forgetfulness. By then, a few months later, I would have forgotten why ABC was late in the first place.
The irony today was - she asked me to take the afternoon off and go home to rest. Right after she asked me if I have the time to do XYZ and hinted that she hoped to complete it asap within this month.
Something is just wrong between us, somewhere, some way, somehow. There is already a slight tension.
Maybe I should also do some self reflection. Maybe I have not been a very good employee or subordinate as well.
Maybe...
OK. This is going to be the last entry complaining about work. I hope. So inauspicious to start the year's entries with all complaints about work.
Need to do some self reflection. Change the way I work. Step out of my comfort zone.
Colleagues are colleagues, not friends. I go to work to make money, not friends, not enemies. And definitely not to make my own life so miserable.
And breathe, breathe and breathe.
What the hell. I can't breathe at all. Literally. With all my blocked respiratory system.
Jen told me I'm not the only one dreading going to work. So it's OK - to have such feelings once in a while.
Bloss told me she thinks she lost her passion in her line of work.
So, OK. I have two people telling me similar things.
But. But that should not be the case.
I'm tired.
Not sure if it is due to medicine, or my illness, or that I feel very out of the world and floating around - I nearly threw my water bottle into the bin, instead of my rubbish in the other hand this morning.
And I felt very faint after lunch, having walked under the hot sun. Must be the flu bug.
And I'm still not getting any better after taking the drugs. I wonder why the medication prescribed by the company doctors always don't work, and yet they earn tonnes of money. Idiot.
I tried to stay positive but it is so difficult. Or rather, she makes it so difficult ~ and worse still, effortlessly.
#1
Told me to arrange with a client that the big boss would be available to speak at their event on a certain date.
Must remember to copy her on everything, right?
So I did. And so, I thought, as how it has always been, it would be her telling the big boss the details, and me liaising with the external party. Hierarchy mah. Understood.
Who noes? She came to me and asked if I have booked big boss' time for that event. And gave me the most incredulously unbelievable look on her face why it never occurred to me to do it.
I think I stared at her for a second then decided that there's no use to try to explain and so, I just answered her - OK, I'll do it.
After speaking to the big boss' PA, I realised to my horror that the dates clashed with our regional internal event (which she is going as well, but I was not informed of the details, since I am not involved.)
So, I went to her and told her about the clash of dates. And returned her the incredulously unbelievable look on my face why it never occurred to her that the dates clashed, since she is going as well.
Of course, I failed.
She just told me in a relaxed tone after confirming it with her organizer, "Oh ya hor. Dates clashed. Then can you decline it?"
What the... I told you the date. You were the one who checked with big boss, and gave me the heads up to confirm with the client. You even repeated the date when you had that incredulous look on your face. And it didn't occur to you then that the dates clashed at all, until the PA brought it up?
And now, I have to write a diplomatic apology email and look silly, to have confirmed our participation and decline a day after.
I think it's only fair that if you expect no slip up from me, I expect no slip up from you.
#2
I had to sit down with her to propose the contents of the quarterly newsletter. True enough - as I had expected, the first thing she asked me was what is the new section for this year I propose?
I'm prepared but I just don't like her tone of asking.
Anyway, everything seems fine until the end when she asked me the tasks at hand now.
Told her. And then, some how, I can't remember how now, the conversation turned to time management.
And then, she went on to say she wanted to pass on some coordination job to me, but not sure if I have the time to do it.
This is a trap.
I hate it when bosses tell you about things and then end it off with a tinge of concern - be it out of hypocrisy or out of honest concern or just for show.
I mean, you are the boss. You ask me to do things, could I say no? All I could tell you is the opportunity cost - that the time I plan to do ABC will now be used to do the things you ask me to. So ABC gets pushed back. Or, I go home later and complete it for you - that's an opportunity cost too.
But somehow, when ABC gets pushed back and you agree, some how, in the later stages, or after several months, the boomerang will come back and the question, "Why did ABC become a moving target? Or Why was ABC late?"
By then, OK - this, I blame it on my own forgetfulness. By then, a few months later, I would have forgotten why ABC was late in the first place.
The irony today was - she asked me to take the afternoon off and go home to rest. Right after she asked me if I have the time to do XYZ and hinted that she hoped to complete it asap within this month.
Something is just wrong between us, somewhere, some way, somehow. There is already a slight tension.
Maybe I should also do some self reflection. Maybe I have not been a very good employee or subordinate as well.
Maybe...
OK. This is going to be the last entry complaining about work. I hope. So inauspicious to start the year's entries with all complaints about work.
Need to do some self reflection. Change the way I work. Step out of my comfort zone.
Colleagues are colleagues, not friends. I go to work to make money, not friends, not enemies. And definitely not to make my own life so miserable.
Monday, January 03, 2011
The difference between being a boss and a subordinate...
Boss to subordinate:
First thing in the morning on the first work day of 2011, I was blasted for no reason...
With a very grim face, she went, "What is the status of CNA and BT query?"
"I just saw the email query from BT. I'll handle it."
"Huh? What do you mean you just saw it? It was sent last week!"
"Erm.. It was sent on Thursday after 7.30 pm. I left the office already and office was closed on Friday?"
Without acknowledging what I said and as if she was out to nail me down, she continued...
"Then what about CNA?"
"Erm, done? Set at 4pm today?"
As if she realised she does not have anything more to blast at, she went...
"Next time, please keep me in the loop of such correspondences. Otherwise, when I check my blackberry, I wouldn't know if you had or had not handled it. Oh, and BT one you will handle, right?"
"Right!"
Sigh... I don't even bother to want to look at her. I'll just make it a point to copy her in each and every email then - and flood her inbox. What the... ...
Subordinate to boss:
"Boss, have you seen the request by XXX regarding XXX?"
"No. Not yet."
"Boss, have you asked the other HODs during the management meeting regarding XXX?"
"No. Not yet."
Sigh... Imagine the consequences I will face if I also answer to her "No. Not yet.".... Die until no corpse...
First thing in the morning on the first work day of 2011, I was blasted for no reason...
With a very grim face, she went, "What is the status of CNA and BT query?"
"I just saw the email query from BT. I'll handle it."
"Huh? What do you mean you just saw it? It was sent last week!"
"Erm.. It was sent on Thursday after 7.30 pm. I left the office already and office was closed on Friday?"
Without acknowledging what I said and as if she was out to nail me down, she continued...
"Then what about CNA?"
"Erm, done? Set at 4pm today?"
As if she realised she does not have anything more to blast at, she went...
"Next time, please keep me in the loop of such correspondences. Otherwise, when I check my blackberry, I wouldn't know if you had or had not handled it. Oh, and BT one you will handle, right?"
"Right!"
Sigh... I don't even bother to want to look at her. I'll just make it a point to copy her in each and every email then - and flood her inbox. What the... ...
Subordinate to boss:
"Boss, have you seen the request by XXX regarding XXX?"
"No. Not yet."
"Boss, have you asked the other HODs during the management meeting regarding XXX?"
"No. Not yet."
Sigh... Imagine the consequences I will face if I also answer to her "No. Not yet.".... Die until no corpse...
Sunday, January 02, 2011
Evidence of being a (incorrigible) TVB drama sucker
#1
I went to my friend's house and comfortably seated myself on her sofa, in front of the TV. And watched TVB serials. One after another. It does not matter I never watched any of the episodes before.
While she did baking in the kitchen and her hubby surfed online in the room.
Her hubby joined me once in a while, and went, "Wah! Are we having a TVB marathon today?"
I just nodded, totally ignoring him.
She joined me once in a while, and I was so glued to the TV until she did not know whether to be amused or be exasperated and left me to my good "companion".
"You still never change! Back in uni last time, you always want to rush home catch the TVB dramas and now also!"
*Faints*
#2
He was busy meddling with his stuff, back facing me, when he asked me what I was busy with behind his back, as I was super quiet.
"Watch TV lor."
"Huh? 你没看头没看尾，也可以看到这么入神！You know the story meh?"
"Ya. Kinda..."
"Champion. You are like my mum. Just watch a few minutes can make out the whole story and how the characters are linked. 还可以说地有龙有凤! You are turning into an auntie! OMG!"
"Ya ya. Just do your stuff lar and let me watch."
"Obviously, auntie-dom didn't manage to deter you, right?"
*Speechless*
#3
Whatever come on TV, I can answer Butter or Bloss questions on what the title of the drama serials are - so much so that they say if there is ever a TVB contest, they will surely sign me up and I will definitely win - hands down!
#4
I realised I wrote abt it before - me being a TVB sucker.
#5
The TV channel would always be on the dramas whenever I go HK. And I'll always finish watching them before packing, taking shower, etc...
I went to my friend's house and comfortably seated myself on her sofa, in front of the TV. And watched TVB serials. One after another. It does not matter I never watched any of the episodes before.
While she did baking in the kitchen and her hubby surfed online in the room.
Her hubby joined me once in a while, and went, "Wah! Are we having a TVB marathon today?"
I just nodded, totally ignoring him.
She joined me once in a while, and I was so glued to the TV until she did not know whether to be amused or be exasperated and left me to my good "companion".
"You still never change! Back in uni last time, you always want to rush home catch the TVB dramas and now also!"
*Faints*
#2
He was busy meddling with his stuff, back facing me, when he asked me what I was busy with behind his back, as I was super quiet.
"Watch TV lor."
"Huh? 你没看头没看尾，也可以看到这么入神！You know the story meh?"
"Ya. Kinda..."
"Champion. You are like my mum. Just watch a few minutes can make out the whole story and how the characters are linked. 还可以说地有龙有凤! You are turning into an auntie! OMG!"
"Ya ya. Just do your stuff lar and let me watch."
"Obviously, auntie-dom didn't manage to deter you, right?"
*Speechless*
#3
Whatever come on TV, I can answer Butter or Bloss questions on what the title of the drama serials are - so much so that they say if there is ever a TVB contest, they will surely sign me up and I will definitely win - hands down!
#4
I realised I wrote abt it before - me being a TVB sucker.
#5
The TV channel would always be on the dramas whenever I go HK. And I'll always finish watching them before packing, taking shower, etc...