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Oh great! 2am! Ah Wei, be prepared to sleep at the stairs of Neuschwanstein tomorrow. So much for the bedtime 10pm resolution….!!
Quota Filled
Not bad! 2 long articles at one go! There, I have fulfilled this week’s quota! See you again next week!
Oops! An opening for more hate mails….
Headaches of the Employers (Or is it Employees?)
Due to the much talked about topic of uncommitted employees in Singapore, there has been a survey conducted on this issue. “What makes a Singapore Boss ticks?” Interesting, interesting. The article pointed out that this syndrome was caused by bosses with poor people management.
Well, to a certain extent, I agree with this statement, for I have seen too many an example. Brilliant technical people come to a fork in their career paths. In foreign companies, there will be usually 2 options, to become a technical specialist and move up in that aspect, the other, to move in a resource (usually people) management post. Perhaps, due to the limits of the small offices in Singapore, these choices are not usually available. Therefore, you have the scenario of superb engineers thrust into the uncomfortable positions. “Either you become a manager or else, too bad, you will just remain in your current position til you are 60!!” Not much of a choice here, any sane person will pick the former. Therefore, you have on your hands, a very unhappy manager who is a square in a circular hole, with totally undesirable people management, a whole village of dissatisfied employees which results in an unproductive department. That doesn’t sound much like a win-win situation to me. There you have it, a troupe of grasshoppers, jumping to any available, attractive field. I can really empathize with them, for I, myself, have been a scrapegoat of this system as well.
Another great reason, in my opinion, has to do with the culture and environment that we have grown up in. Singapore is a meritocratic society. When you have straight As, you are Mommy’s blue eyed boy, just one F, you will be dropped from grace. The society is just so pragmatic. We have been encouraged to strive for good results, because that is equivalent to good job opportunities, high salary and a promising career. The “I want to be on top and have the best!” mentality has been cultivated since young. This applies to the expectations of a job too. People go from job to job, searching for the best one, chasing after the pot at the end of the rainbow, a fantasy. Employees no longer take crap as they used to, for they think that there is a better job out there. Besides, one day this industry may booming, the next day, totally gone.
“Why should we live for tomorrow? Live for today! Grab the best! Be the best!”
Therefore, once they smell the scent of a greener pasture, they move on.
Society has made us so, why push the total blame onto the bosses? Besides, most of these bosses are Made In Singapore products, nurtured by this very society. Think again!
Obsession…
Darn! Who is the idiot pressing my doorbell as if it is mousey’s left button?? Leaving behind a pot of boiling soup and a pan on fire, I grabbed a coat, struggling with it, as I slipped my stubby feet into the slippers and rolled down the stairs in E=mc2 speed, across the front yard, right to the gate. The postwoman was waving a package excitedly, while I rolled up my sleeves to kill her. “Pooosttt…!!! Unterschreiben Sie hier bitte!” sang the victim. I swung the pot at her puny head and murdered her on the spot!
Well, of course not, being my usual hypocritical self, I plastered an engaging smile on my face, gently took the electronic device from her, signed with a flourish.
“Viele Dank!!!”
I stomped up the stairs, to find my whole kitchen on fire! Oh well, that was an exaggeration. Please ignore me.
I tore the wrapping off and ta da! The long awaited broadband password and software! Deprived for a long time for fast speed internet access, I connected all the hardware in an amazing speed, for a slowpoke like me. As people put it, when they meet the loves of their lives, they have never looked back since. Me too! Now, that was Friday. It is Thursday today.
Since last Friday, I have been obsessed with it. Aha! My Kazaa (the most popular p2p software, ever since my beloved Radiogalaxy was dissected by those hated American copyrights people. R.I.P.) can finally come into play. Download MP3s, movies, animes, whathaveyous… Every minute, every second, I was searching, downloading, watching… And before I know it, it is already Thurday!. Har?! Where has the whole week gone?! No blogs written, emails unread, plates and clothes unwashed, unironed, floor uncleaned, hamster unfed! I just checked it this morning, still alive, just looked a little skinnier though. There is another story to that stupid hamster… next topic.
Basically, there was nothing in my life for the last 1 week, but internet work, eat sleep, internet work eat sleep…. Gosh, I have turned into one of those geeks I despised during my schooldays! No way!
Internet limit per day : 1 hour, hmm.. nope, 2 hours.. ok ok 3 hours ! Last offer, no bargaining! 3 hours then.
Sticky Sticky!
You put a bunch of people and a lot of tape together, what do you get?! VOILA! You get human lizards! I wonder if 3M will turn this ‘innovation’ into money churning business.
Computer, multitask! -ROGER-
Sometimes, I marvel at my own multitasking skills. Although, they are not as well-honed as a typical Pentium 4, but not too bad for flesh and blood. Unless I am a cyborg then. (Argh! Too much Science Fiction!) 2 tables of internet mahjong, eating grapes, listening to mp3, writing blog. Therefore, as you might have guessed, I am not doing too well a job at any of them. I have lost miserably at one of the mahjong tables. Luckily, the other one looks rather promising, with me leading for the last 3 rounds. Arh! What a lousy entry…. I guess I can’t really multitask when there is a need for depth of thought. (Right, you never knew that I am a person of depth?!) ~~~ My 1/2 cent worth of thoughts!!~~~ * Only half a cent left.
Complaints Complaints…
I have just gone through my last few posts. Gosh! A whole lot of complaints! I am not really such an unhappy person, am I?!
New resolution of the year : Think happy thoughts, write happy posts, be happy!
This day would have been perfect, if not for the freezing temperature of 5 degrees outside (it should have been at least 15 degrees!!), tonnes of work… ooops. I mean.. What a beautiful day this is, look at the little birds, so enthusiastically freezing in the cold. A lot of work is good, so that my brain juices can be kept flowing and I wouldn’t be senile in my twilight years..
Gosh! Ain’t I cheerful today?!
My First Fan Mail!
Ah Hah! A mail from the blog website. Oh well, usually, I receive only insulting mails from friends or questionable ones from anonymous people, who probably have horrible names and are too embarrassed to put them down. The mails that I hate most, second to spams, are anonymous mails! What is wrong with these people!? Do they have an unspeakable past, present or future?
Ok, ok, enough about them. Today, I received my very first fan mail, from a stranger named Diana. Thanks Diana! You have made my day! I shall endeavour to write more undepressing (har?! Is there such a word??) blogs, throw myself into work with abandon and be a good employee for today.
Drama-mama
1. Open one eye… feel around the refridgerator.. waffles waffles… where are you? Grin stupidly. There you are! Sluggishly tug the bag… Jam jar slide, slide, sliding… Oh Shit! Open both eyes!… piang!! %@%!%#@ Totally awake now… Pick up the glass bits.. curse and swear… wipe the floor.. pray that there are no more glass splinters on the floor.
2. Damn damn! stupid jar! 10 minutes late. At the door. Stare at empty space. My driver drove off without me. Drizzling, cold. Sigh big time. Ride bicycle to work. Hands freezing, me wet.
3. Stupid computer, still drunk from the coke it drank last Friday.
4. Great. They have finished assembling my parts. At least one thing did not go wrong today. Hum happily. Pick up the fixture. Pins, glass and eyelets start trickling through the gaps. Sheisse! Ah Wei, you bloody idiotic moron! Find the nice lady who assembled the parts for me smoking at the stairways. In broken German, Erm.. I .. didn’t know that .. .. the parts fell out… erm.. sorry… Manage to look utterly pathetic and apologetic. Nah.. Don’t worry! I will assemble them again Brighten up! You.. you will? Phew.. If I have to assemble them myself, that will probably take 8 hours. Wipe sweat off brow.
5. Relieved, walk to the stairs to go back to the office. Aaarrhh… ouch.. !!! Slip and fall. Sit on my ankle. Look wonderously at twisted ankle. This is really my day. Same old ankle which I sprained 3 weeks ago and still hasn’t healed. Pick up ankle, twist it back into place. Stagger down the stairs.
6. Yes.. Lunchtime! Dig around the bag. Pour content of bag onto table. ARGH! Where’s my lunchbox!! From the corner of my eye, I see it still lying on the kitchen table. Prima!
I can just see the beginning of a great new week.
NB : The above story and characters are purely not ficticious.
Drunk Lappy!
This•is•just•great! My•laptop•said•it•was•thirsty. So, being•a•kind•owner, I•satisfied•its•demands. See•what•happened… It•got•so•sick, that•it•became•dysfunctional!!! This•is•agonizing, forming•words, character•by•character, with•a•mouse•and•the•charactr•map. Moral•of•the•story — Never•give•in•to•a•computer!!!