Just Hypothetically
Just a hypothetical question.
Between telling your boss that you would like to skip the bowling session because your girlfriend is sick and telling your girlfriend who is waiting at home that you want to finish bowling first before coming back to talk about important things, which would you choose?
Obviously work-related leisure is more important than me. Bah.
Between insisting that we are a special couple and taking actions to make us a special couple, which would you choose?
The only one time I receive flowers in a year is the exact same time the whole wide world gets flowers too, on Valentine's Day. Don't even need to celebrate anniversaries and birthdays as special days lah, hor? Note: Want to but not making effort to does not count.
Don't mind me, I'm just being angsty because I have to wait for an infinite period of time, not being able to eat or do anything else, before Lazy comes back.
Argh.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
The Reason For The Long Weekend
Mom's been having this problem with high blood pressure and being the very stubborn her, refused to get the medications from the doctor after hers finished.
So when a blood vessel burst in her nasal passage, we had no idea what went wrong.
It all began on Monday night, when she woke up with a nosebleed. She didn't tell us about it immediately, because lucky for her, Monday nights was the night Dad came home to spend time with Mom (don't ask me about it, I don't want to talk about why the weird arrangement).
Apparently there was a LOT of blood. We were puzzled when she told us about it the next day, but dismissed it because we all get nosebleeds now and then. However, when she had nosebleeding again the next night which refused to be stopped, we rushed her to the hospital, where the doctor diagnosed it as a burst blood vessel in the nasal passage due to high blood pressure.
She was allowed to return home then to wait for appointments to specialists. But even after a visit to a specialist where they supposedly patched her up, it kept bleeding, increasing in volume and frequency, and she finally couldn't stand it.
She was admitted to hospital on Friday night. The first night was the worst, where she bleed out of her nose and mouth constantly, and the doctor and nurses attending turned her ward into mini ER. Grandmama, God-mum and Leeling jiejie was there to visit on the first night (about an hour after I informed them, that was fast), and Grandmama was shocked to see Mom in that condition.
She was lethargic and neuseated the whole afternoon the next day. So while she slept, we turned her ward into a mini family gathering.
First in the afternoon was the Tan clan.
There were more, I just couldn't get their feet in the picture. Grandmama stayed as long as she could until she herself got tired and had to go home.
Then it was the Lim clan (from my mother's side) in the evening, which was noisier than the afternoon gathering.
After they left, Anthony and CS came. I was touched that they cared. Anthony even brought a little balloon to cheer my mom up.
Lazy brought nothing,
.. but his laptop. And on Friday where I was most stressed, he went eating and drinking with his colleagues.
Lazy doesn't care :(
Mom's been discharged since Sunday and (hopefully) has been taking her medications on time.
Let's hope that there won't be any more episodes like this in future.
Mom's been having this problem with high blood pressure and being the very stubborn her, refused to get the medications from the doctor after hers finished.
So when a blood vessel burst in her nasal passage, we had no idea what went wrong.
It all began on Monday night, when she woke up with a nosebleed. She didn't tell us about it immediately, because lucky for her, Monday nights was the night Dad came home to spend time with Mom (don't ask me about it, I don't want to talk about why the weird arrangement).
Apparently there was a LOT of blood. We were puzzled when she told us about it the next day, but dismissed it because we all get nosebleeds now and then. However, when she had nosebleeding again the next night which refused to be stopped, we rushed her to the hospital, where the doctor diagnosed it as a burst blood vessel in the nasal passage due to high blood pressure.
She was allowed to return home then to wait for appointments to specialists. But even after a visit to a specialist where they supposedly patched her up, it kept bleeding, increasing in volume and frequency, and she finally couldn't stand it.
She was admitted to hospital on Friday night. The first night was the worst, where she bleed out of her nose and mouth constantly, and the doctor and nurses attending turned her ward into mini ER. Grandmama, God-mum and Leeling jiejie was there to visit on the first night (about an hour after I informed them, that was fast), and Grandmama was shocked to see Mom in that condition.
She was lethargic and neuseated the whole afternoon the next day. So while she slept, we turned her ward into a mini family gathering.
First in the afternoon was the Tan clan.
There were more, I just couldn't get their feet in the picture. Grandmama stayed as long as she could until she herself got tired and had to go home.
Then it was the Lim clan (from my mother's side) in the evening, which was noisier than the afternoon gathering.
After they left, Anthony and CS came. I was touched that they cared. Anthony even brought a little balloon to cheer my mom up.
Lazy brought nothing,
.. but his laptop. And on Friday where I was most stressed, he went eating and drinking with his colleagues.
Lazy doesn't care :(
Mom's been discharged since Sunday and (hopefully) has been taking her medications on time.
Let's hope that there won't be any more episodes like this in future.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Now, Why Am I Not Surprised?
http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080924/tap-singapore-media-politics-hongkong-fe-06f3cb7.html
No trial.
Small publishing business. BIG leader of small country. Who will win?
Isn't it obvious, given his track record?
http://sg.news.yahoo.com/afp/20080924/tap-singapore-media-politics-hongkong-fe-06f3cb7.html
No trial.
Small publishing business. BIG leader of small country. Who will win?
Isn't it obvious, given his track record?
WLNY Autumn Festival 2008
The 4th year running.
We broke tradition this year by not making our yearly WLNY sign on the tiles with candles and the traditional Anthony farting a line of fire was skipped too, because we didn't have enough candles.
The gathering was delayed for a week because one of our officers *ahem*Anthony*ahem* had to book in right before the day of autumn festival.
Artistic shot of Lazy
People who were there..
Officer *ahem*Anthony*ahem*
Roger "Chicken Little" and his girlfriend
Dude with the fire is CCS, while the lazy dude on the slide is obviously Lazy
Newest member of the year, Adam
And veteran rocket maker, Sky.
And the following is my firt ever gif. Don't laugh, lah.
Remember when I said I'd teach you guys how to make rockets from sparklers? Well, let me provide a visual walkthrough.
This is the kind of sparklers we use year after year. Remember to get the standard kind, not the ones with the whizzing sound.
In every box, there are 5 sticks of sparklers in a plastic bag. Take all of them out, point one in the opposite direction from the rest and hold it there.
Tear off a piece from the box. Take only the front, tear off the sides and the folds. Also tear off roughly 1/3 from this piece.
It should measure roughly like this:
The white arrow indicates the ends of the 4 sticks facing inwards, with just the teeniest bit of their ends peeking out from the paper. The one facing the opposite direction should stick out substantially more, but not too much because we need the blast to be as close to the ground as possible.
Notice the opposite-facing stick's wire poking way over the edge of the paper. This is okay, the length on that side of paper should stick out about two thumbs' length from the butts of the 4 sticks facing inwards.
Fold the paper in half,
... and roll it up. Try to keep it as tight as possible on the top, while the bottom of the thing (where my finger is) should be allowed only the teeniest of spaces.
In this picture, the tips of my fingers are touching the ends of the inward facing sticks. That is where you should bend the excess paper and wire. Be careful not to keep the bending point too tight because the paper will tear.
After bending the top, use the plastic bag in which the sparkler sticks came in and tie up the bent part, keeping it as tight as possible.
Where the arrow is pointing, obey and spread 'em. Make sure all wires are in different directions, you want this thing to stand, don't you?
If you're a newbie or haven't practised in a year or so, and you're a biker, use black tape. If anyone near you has a bike nearby, get black tape from them.
You standard biker usually comes with black tape for DIY fixing purposes.
Biker = Black Tape
So here's the deal. After spreading 'em and setting the rocket on the floor (trust me, you're not going to want to hold this), keep the butt as close to the ground as possible because that'll create more power for lift-off.
And voila~ Your very own rocket.
Here are a couple of examples of what the rockets can do.
Okay, so this is just an example of what happened when we tried it using the whizzing kind of sparklers at the SL chalet, using Sky's first try, called The FAIL. But the following two clips are perfect examples of what the rockets are capable of.
If you don't already know, you're supposed to light the butt.
Oh, and if you guys are still reading next year, you might be lucky enough to find us playing with the explosive can 'o' spit.
If you're lucky.
The 4th year running.
We broke tradition this year by not making our yearly WLNY sign on the tiles with candles and the traditional Anthony farting a line of fire was skipped too, because we didn't have enough candles.
The gathering was delayed for a week because one of our officers *ahem*Anthony*ahem* had to book in right before the day of autumn festival.
Artistic shot of Lazy
People who were there..
Officer *ahem*Anthony*ahem*
Roger "Chicken Little" and his girlfriend
Dude with the fire is CCS, while the lazy dude on the slide is obviously Lazy
Newest member of the year, Adam
And veteran rocket maker, Sky.
And the following is my firt ever gif. Don't laugh, lah.
Remember when I said I'd teach you guys how to make rockets from sparklers? Well, let me provide a visual walkthrough.
This is the kind of sparklers we use year after year. Remember to get the standard kind, not the ones with the whizzing sound.
In every box, there are 5 sticks of sparklers in a plastic bag. Take all of them out, point one in the opposite direction from the rest and hold it there.
Tear off a piece from the box. Take only the front, tear off the sides and the folds. Also tear off roughly 1/3 from this piece.
It should measure roughly like this:
The white arrow indicates the ends of the 4 sticks facing inwards, with just the teeniest bit of their ends peeking out from the paper. The one facing the opposite direction should stick out substantially more, but not too much because we need the blast to be as close to the ground as possible.
Notice the opposite-facing stick's wire poking way over the edge of the paper. This is okay, the length on that side of paper should stick out about two thumbs' length from the butts of the 4 sticks facing inwards.
Fold the paper in half,
... and roll it up. Try to keep it as tight as possible on the top, while the bottom of the thing (where my finger is) should be allowed only the teeniest of spaces.
In this picture, the tips of my fingers are touching the ends of the inward facing sticks. That is where you should bend the excess paper and wire. Be careful not to keep the bending point too tight because the paper will tear.
After bending the top, use the plastic bag in which the sparkler sticks came in and tie up the bent part, keeping it as tight as possible.
Where the arrow is pointing, obey and spread 'em. Make sure all wires are in different directions, you want this thing to stand, don't you?
If you're a newbie or haven't practised in a year or so, and you're a biker, use black tape. If anyone near you has a bike nearby, get black tape from them.
You standard biker usually comes with black tape for DIY fixing purposes.
Biker = Black Tape
So here's the deal. After spreading 'em and setting the rocket on the floor (trust me, you're not going to want to hold this), keep the butt as close to the ground as possible because that'll create more power for lift-off.
And voila~ Your very own rocket.
Here are a couple of examples of what the rockets can do.
Okay, so this is just an example of what happened when we tried it using the whizzing kind of sparklers at the SL chalet, using Sky's first try, called The FAIL. But the following two clips are perfect examples of what the rockets are capable of.
If you don't already know, you're supposed to light the butt.
Oh, and if you guys are still reading next year, you might be lucky enough to find us playing with the explosive can 'o' spit.
If you're lucky.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
SL Chalet
Photos for the first ever SL chalet (that I've attended).
I can see some of you frowning now, worried that I'd post your pictures up. No worries, I'm only posting those who have made guest appearances here before and even so, I'm not revealing their names (at least most of them).
June, still our BBQ man.
Obviously you can recognise le blogmistress, even though she got a little chubby, eh?
The only good thing about getting chubby? Bigger boobies. Other than that, nada. I am so going on a diet, right after I finish all of the world's gourmet cuisines.
This was taken from the back because we felt that the evening sky looked exactly like SL's sunset sky. Unfortunately, my crappy camera couldn't capture the spectacular myriad of colours.
Tulipcia made a lot of these to pass around. Mooncakes? Nope. Chocolates shaped like mooncakes. If she's selling them, I'm buying cuz it's deeelicious! Lazy couldn't get his hands off these.
It being near lantern festival, obviously we all had some fun with lanterns.
Twins
Traffic lights
We tried to teach the kakis how to make rockets, but because the whizzing-sound kind was not powerful enough, it didn't take off. I shall teach my dear readers here in my next entry, how to make rockets out of sparklers.
So when a group comes together, there's always an obligatory group photo. However, not everyone wants their face publicized, so........
....nah.
Thus ends SL Kaki Isles Chalet 2008.
Photos for the first ever SL chalet (that I've attended).
I can see some of you frowning now, worried that I'd post your pictures up. No worries, I'm only posting those who have made guest appearances here before and even so, I'm not revealing their names (at least most of them).
June, still our BBQ man.
Obviously you can recognise le blogmistress, even though she got a little chubby, eh?
The only good thing about getting chubby? Bigger boobies. Other than that, nada. I am so going on a diet, right after I finish all of the world's gourmet cuisines.
This was taken from the back because we felt that the evening sky looked exactly like SL's sunset sky. Unfortunately, my crappy camera couldn't capture the spectacular myriad of colours.
Tulipcia made a lot of these to pass around. Mooncakes? Nope. Chocolates shaped like mooncakes. If she's selling them, I'm buying cuz it's deeelicious! Lazy couldn't get his hands off these.
It being near lantern festival, obviously we all had some fun with lanterns.
Twins
Traffic lights
We tried to teach the kakis how to make rockets, but because the whizzing-sound kind was not powerful enough, it didn't take off. I shall teach my dear readers here in my next entry, how to make rockets out of sparklers.
So when a group comes together, there's always an obligatory group photo. However, not everyone wants their face publicized, so........
....nah.
Thus ends SL Kaki Isles Chalet 2008.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
It's Been The Longest Week
Mom's just been discharged from the hospital. She was admitted earlier on in the week due to a burst blood vessel in her nasal passage, which originated from her high blood pressure.
At least I can breathe properly now. Lazy says the dark rings around my eyes are darker than ever.
Will update properly when I'm more rested.
Mom's just been discharged from the hospital. She was admitted earlier on in the week due to a burst blood vessel in her nasal passage, which originated from her high blood pressure.
At least I can breathe properly now. Lazy says the dark rings around my eyes are darker than ever.
Will update properly when I'm more rested.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Detailing L.J.C.G
I've long wanted to post this, but never did because I at least gave chance to undeserving people, even if they're morons. However, this one cannot be kept away because it is simply too unfair for me to NOT talk about it.
I know I am being as immature as he is by publishing this post. This will be the last post on the topic and no more.
I got to know this person at the dam, introduced by other busa-rians. He has his name on his bike, so I remembered him as the dude with funny name (tell me LJ is not funny). He contacted me a few months back and asked me to be his PA.
According to him, it was HIS company and that he was the biggest there. Over MSN, he offered a $2k salary to work for him as a PA. He enticed me with a couple of employee benefits that he would personally give. But when I left my old company, he told me I had to wait. For a couple of weeks. Which turned into months without work.
When I finally joined the company, he told me that because he was NOT the biggest there, someone else who was bigger than him did NOT want him to get another employee. He said he fought for me and they finally agreed on taking me on as part-time for a few weeks.
A record low of $6 an hour for me. I have never felt as worthless as this.
I agreed, because he promised a "power" testimonial, stating that we were friends and that he can and would write anything he wants. He also suggested that because we were friends, I would be able to lie on my resume saying that I've worked with this company for years and that he would back it up. Also, he smokes in office, allowing me to smoke in office too.
He was nice though insincere at first. Every chance he gets he would try to get close to me or touch me. Hand, shoulder, major uncomfortable. He would meet me for lunch and would not take no for an answer.
However, as time progresses, the moronic things start to come out. First day of my work, I sat outside for 2 hours before he woke up and came to office. Thereafter he gave me the keys to the office, so he can continue to wake up late. He was in office at an average of 2pm every day. Which totally wasn't my problem except that I had absolutely nothing to do during the mornings, and when he starts anything at 2pm or after, he usually rushes me and tells me that there is very little time left, and I often wind up doing moronic things for free after working hours.
For example. There was this once, I think he came in around 4-5pm. He sent me an e-mail, asked me to print it out and memorize and summarize the entire 10 over pages within 5 minutes. I can't even finish reading the god-damn thing and neither can he, but he enjoyed lording over me so much that he gave himself a self-satisfied smile. I ended up doing the totally redundant (not to mention retarded) thing until near 8pm. It wasn't so much as retarded this thing was, it was that if he came in earlier we could've wrapped up the thing by 6pm.
He likes to come in late, and ask me to do a whole day's worth of work in 3-4 hours (which is usually extended, for free) like shipments and packaging, or emails, or billings etc. Not only that, he likes to waste time in office, and then tell the Jippunese bosses that he spends a lot of time in office, oh how much he loves his job blah blah blah.
Wasting time in office during office hours = playing xbox, playing games on his computer, reading books, sleeping in office, doing all of the above just after offloading a shitload of work to be done within a few hours on me wihout helping. Staying on the phone for hours with different bosses, backstabbing every single boss he has by telling this boss bad things about that boss, and telling that boss bad things about this, and bitching about how he doesn't like that Jippunese boss who visited some time ago because he feel that he was incompetant because his English was not good, when in fact it was LJ who was the incompetant one with bad English, feeling intimidated by that Jippunese.
Another perfect example was the night when Lazy stayed with me in office til midnight. For free. Also doing moronic things that I didn't even understand because the project happened way before I joined the company, all because LJ came in the afternoon that day.
By the way, I did not have OT pay.
Apparently, as I was to learn from him and the people around, that there used to be a whole team of people working there. LJ was then a kuching-kurak employee. During one of the projects, their regional manager was accused of stealing money. To preserve his dignity, he left the company. The rest of the team, in support of him, also left. Only LJ was left behind. For some weird reason I'll never understand, the headquarters deemed it fit to pull this kuching-kurak person up to become a country manager. Judging from what I see in him, I wouldn't put it past him to have set up the entire stealing-money-during-the-project gig but what do I know. I've only heard from people who know him that he enjoys borrowing money from others and pulling a disappearing act.
When I joined the company, he was totally new to the managerial role. In that sense, even I had more managerial experience than him, only not in this specific industry. As you can expect from a person like him who did not climb up the normal way, he relished being a manager and having someone to lord over, while not comprehending his own incompetance at the job.
Examples of him being a shitty manager. There was this once, it was raining cats and dogs and I sent an SMS to him telling him I'd like to wait til the rain was smaller before I went to office, because on that particular day my raincoat was not with me. Apparently the SMS did not get through, and he gave me a face and refused to talk to me all day long. The very next day he had visitors from some nameless company, and when packing an urgent shipment (he still wasn't talking to me at this point) he suddenly and loudly scolded me and told me that I should've come to office even during a heavy rain, right in front of his visitors. I pointed out that I did not have my raincoat with me at that time and he said he would buy one for me.
LJ has this problem. There are a lot of paperwork and procedures that he did not teach me to do, but at some point expects me to already know so if I asked him, he will give me the face. I was doing some paperwork for the stock at this point and made a mistake, obviously because he did not teach me what procedures there were to extracting stock, and he bloody shouted at me in front of his visitors.
There was even a few times, when he was pissed at me for something, he arrived at noon to office (by the way, I don't have a lunch time. If he is not in office, I cannot go out. If he is in office, he usually gives me shit work to do that I am unable to go for lunch) and refused to talk to me. He angrily turned on his mp3 and blasted it as loud as he could, and asked me for a document over MSN. His seat was right in front of me.
This is how childish he can get.
More examples. During the early stages of me joining this company, I did some goods returns for him. (You won't believe how many return cases we have and how long it takes to process them. Let's just say that Lazy's company once took goods from this company long ago, and then stopped because of the returns.) All he showed me was to fill in a form, take another piece of working stock and give to customer. That's it. Later on I was to find out (by a series of scoldings) that I needed to key in which stock I took out, serial number and etc, which by then I did not have the information because I obviously could not ask the customer to come back. And the funny part of this was that he only told me about this one whole month after I joined, which means I had to find a way to get the information for the past month. And if I don't? He'll give that self-satisfied smile in knowing that I did something wrong.
To further summarize the above example, he is the type of person who would throw a sales report at me and expect me to do the next sale report, without teaching me how. And when I am unable to do it, it's the face from him. He expects me to learn IDA registration and certain bank related matters by myself, when he doesn't even know how to. He even asked me to find out more about GST and CPF because he did not know how to do it.
Also, because of his late hours, whenever a customer comes in the morning and I am unable to give them their goods because my moronic boss was at home sleeping and the warehouse keys are with him, I get scolded by customer. If I don't, I feel sorry for them that they made the trip only to find an irresponsible country manager of this router company.
After a while I saw no sense in coming to office early, since he wasn't around most of the time and all I did was surf during the mornings, I stopped coming to office on time. He got pissed about that, and asked me to come on time, but refused to come in the mornings himself. All he did was obsess about it and started counting the time that I was late to office, never counting the time I stayed back to help him finish his idiotic last-minute things.
Being the bao-ka-leow (everything also I do) in the office for $6 an hour, I obviously handle all his claims too. He claims for every single bleddy thing, even his meals or his parties at clubs. I can't actually believe that the Jippunese boss actually approved the claims for his clubbing membership card.
Also, while I'm bitching about him and working in this company, my favourite pair of riding heels got spoilt because I was sent to the bank, for a period of time, every single day of the week for one thing or another. And the bank wasn't exactly a walk in the park, it was a long walk, usually under the hot sun. Apparently, he lacks the ability to consolidate the things so I don't need to make so many trips, in fact I think he enjoys having me make so many trips. And if it weren't for my ingenius mind I probably would've had to make a few more trips even further to central area, for another bank. Freaking moron. Ask me to do redundant things.
Most of what he tells me to do is usually multiple work, and the annoying thing is he tells me to do things step by step. He could tell me to do item A, and when I finish, to do item B, and when I finish, to merge A and B. And that's where I can get incredibly annoyed, because my mind is constantly analyzing things and when I immediately see the link to which I could've done it in another way where I didn't need to do multiple work, I get cranky.
Also, remember this? It was him. To summarize, he sneakily read my MSN chat logs and gave me hell for it. And the workload got heavier and he got more unreasonable after that. Rummaging through people's things is really quite rude, rummaging through people's things and leaving them in a mess on the table is absolutely moronic.
In case you still don't get what I do in the office, for $6 an hour and OT free, I get to
" ... Primary roles in finance and administrative duties including payroll, invoicing, handling banking issues, IDA liaison, sales and stock reports, standard paperwork (tracking and recording etc), customer goods returns, overall daily running of office and maintaining of office supplies. Other roles include shipping and delivery issues, warehouse maintenance, minor sales roles in quotations, and liaison with regional countries. HR roles include claims approval issues. Other roles include phone duties, customer service, liaising with Japan headquarters on stock movement and allocations, and ad-hoc duties that require attention. "
Extracted from my resume. On top of this kind of things which I feel underpaid for because I feel that I am more competant than he is, I get the above shit from him.
And like you've all seen in my previous post, he is a master of the art of peng-weh (going back on his words). He tells me to do item A in this way, and when I finish item A in this way he would scold me and ask why I did it this way. If he's in a better mood he'd skip the scolding and ask me to re-do it THAT way. Also, promise a testimonial, and then saying "ok then no testi" which means he indirectly admits to not being able to keep promises. Promised a full-time $2k salary job, to which he firstly lowered to $1.8k, and then refused to convert me because of my bitchings about him on my MSN chat log. Managers, if you are unable to commit a certain amount, don't promise that amount to potential employees in a bid to get them to join you.
I talked to a couple of people who knows him about this, and found out that he was already like this years before. Apparently, he is a huge ABC (alligator, buaya, crocodile), a liar and a hypocrite. I also found out about the money-lending and disappearing act from them.
There are so many other things that I feel is unjust, but ah well. Let me be the bigger person by stopping here.
I've long wanted to post this, but never did because I at least gave chance to undeserving people, even if they're morons. However, this one cannot be kept away because it is simply too unfair for me to NOT talk about it.
I know I am being as immature as he is by publishing this post. This will be the last post on the topic and no more.
I got to know this person at the dam, introduced by other busa-rians. He has his name on his bike, so I remembered him as the dude with funny name (tell me LJ is not funny). He contacted me a few months back and asked me to be his PA.
According to him, it was HIS company and that he was the biggest there. Over MSN, he offered a $2k salary to work for him as a PA. He enticed me with a couple of employee benefits that he would personally give. But when I left my old company, he told me I had to wait. For a couple of weeks. Which turned into months without work.
When I finally joined the company, he told me that because he was NOT the biggest there, someone else who was bigger than him did NOT want him to get another employee. He said he fought for me and they finally agreed on taking me on as part-time for a few weeks.
A record low of $6 an hour for me. I have never felt as worthless as this.
I agreed, because he promised a "power" testimonial, stating that we were friends and that he can and would write anything he wants. He also suggested that because we were friends, I would be able to lie on my resume saying that I've worked with this company for years and that he would back it up. Also, he smokes in office, allowing me to smoke in office too.
He was nice though insincere at first. Every chance he gets he would try to get close to me or touch me. Hand, shoulder, major uncomfortable. He would meet me for lunch and would not take no for an answer.
However, as time progresses, the moronic things start to come out. First day of my work, I sat outside for 2 hours before he woke up and came to office. Thereafter he gave me the keys to the office, so he can continue to wake up late. He was in office at an average of 2pm every day. Which totally wasn't my problem except that I had absolutely nothing to do during the mornings, and when he starts anything at 2pm or after, he usually rushes me and tells me that there is very little time left, and I often wind up doing moronic things for free after working hours.
For example. There was this once, I think he came in around 4-5pm. He sent me an e-mail, asked me to print it out and memorize and summarize the entire 10 over pages within 5 minutes. I can't even finish reading the god-damn thing and neither can he, but he enjoyed lording over me so much that he gave himself a self-satisfied smile. I ended up doing the totally redundant (not to mention retarded) thing until near 8pm. It wasn't so much as retarded this thing was, it was that if he came in earlier we could've wrapped up the thing by 6pm.
He likes to come in late, and ask me to do a whole day's worth of work in 3-4 hours (which is usually extended, for free) like shipments and packaging, or emails, or billings etc. Not only that, he likes to waste time in office, and then tell the Jippunese bosses that he spends a lot of time in office, oh how much he loves his job blah blah blah.
Wasting time in office during office hours = playing xbox, playing games on his computer, reading books, sleeping in office, doing all of the above just after offloading a shitload of work to be done within a few hours on me wihout helping. Staying on the phone for hours with different bosses, backstabbing every single boss he has by telling this boss bad things about that boss, and telling that boss bad things about this, and bitching about how he doesn't like that Jippunese boss who visited some time ago because he feel that he was incompetant because his English was not good, when in fact it was LJ who was the incompetant one with bad English, feeling intimidated by that Jippunese.
Another perfect example was the night when Lazy stayed with me in office til midnight. For free. Also doing moronic things that I didn't even understand because the project happened way before I joined the company, all because LJ came in the afternoon that day.
By the way, I did not have OT pay.
Apparently, as I was to learn from him and the people around, that there used to be a whole team of people working there. LJ was then a kuching-kurak employee. During one of the projects, their regional manager was accused of stealing money. To preserve his dignity, he left the company. The rest of the team, in support of him, also left. Only LJ was left behind. For some weird reason I'll never understand, the headquarters deemed it fit to pull this kuching-kurak person up to become a country manager. Judging from what I see in him, I wouldn't put it past him to have set up the entire stealing-money-during-the-project gig but what do I know. I've only heard from people who know him that he enjoys borrowing money from others and pulling a disappearing act.
When I joined the company, he was totally new to the managerial role. In that sense, even I had more managerial experience than him, only not in this specific industry. As you can expect from a person like him who did not climb up the normal way, he relished being a manager and having someone to lord over, while not comprehending his own incompetance at the job.
Examples of him being a shitty manager. There was this once, it was raining cats and dogs and I sent an SMS to him telling him I'd like to wait til the rain was smaller before I went to office, because on that particular day my raincoat was not with me. Apparently the SMS did not get through, and he gave me a face and refused to talk to me all day long. The very next day he had visitors from some nameless company, and when packing an urgent shipment (he still wasn't talking to me at this point) he suddenly and loudly scolded me and told me that I should've come to office even during a heavy rain, right in front of his visitors. I pointed out that I did not have my raincoat with me at that time and he said he would buy one for me.
LJ has this problem. There are a lot of paperwork and procedures that he did not teach me to do, but at some point expects me to already know so if I asked him, he will give me the face. I was doing some paperwork for the stock at this point and made a mistake, obviously because he did not teach me what procedures there were to extracting stock, and he bloody shouted at me in front of his visitors.
There was even a few times, when he was pissed at me for something, he arrived at noon to office (by the way, I don't have a lunch time. If he is not in office, I cannot go out. If he is in office, he usually gives me shit work to do that I am unable to go for lunch) and refused to talk to me. He angrily turned on his mp3 and blasted it as loud as he could, and asked me for a document over MSN. His seat was right in front of me.
This is how childish he can get.
More examples. During the early stages of me joining this company, I did some goods returns for him. (You won't believe how many return cases we have and how long it takes to process them. Let's just say that Lazy's company once took goods from this company long ago, and then stopped because of the returns.) All he showed me was to fill in a form, take another piece of working stock and give to customer. That's it. Later on I was to find out (by a series of scoldings) that I needed to key in which stock I took out, serial number and etc, which by then I did not have the information because I obviously could not ask the customer to come back. And the funny part of this was that he only told me about this one whole month after I joined, which means I had to find a way to get the information for the past month. And if I don't? He'll give that self-satisfied smile in knowing that I did something wrong.
To further summarize the above example, he is the type of person who would throw a sales report at me and expect me to do the next sale report, without teaching me how. And when I am unable to do it, it's the face from him. He expects me to learn IDA registration and certain bank related matters by myself, when he doesn't even know how to. He even asked me to find out more about GST and CPF because he did not know how to do it.
Also, because of his late hours, whenever a customer comes in the morning and I am unable to give them their goods because my moronic boss was at home sleeping and the warehouse keys are with him, I get scolded by customer. If I don't, I feel sorry for them that they made the trip only to find an irresponsible country manager of this router company.
After a while I saw no sense in coming to office early, since he wasn't around most of the time and all I did was surf during the mornings, I stopped coming to office on time. He got pissed about that, and asked me to come on time, but refused to come in the mornings himself. All he did was obsess about it and started counting the time that I was late to office, never counting the time I stayed back to help him finish his idiotic last-minute things.
Being the bao-ka-leow (everything also I do) in the office for $6 an hour, I obviously handle all his claims too. He claims for every single bleddy thing, even his meals or his parties at clubs. I can't actually believe that the Jippunese boss actually approved the claims for his clubbing membership card.
Also, while I'm bitching about him and working in this company, my favourite pair of riding heels got spoilt because I was sent to the bank, for a period of time, every single day of the week for one thing or another. And the bank wasn't exactly a walk in the park, it was a long walk, usually under the hot sun. Apparently, he lacks the ability to consolidate the things so I don't need to make so many trips, in fact I think he enjoys having me make so many trips. And if it weren't for my ingenius mind I probably would've had to make a few more trips even further to central area, for another bank. Freaking moron. Ask me to do redundant things.
Most of what he tells me to do is usually multiple work, and the annoying thing is he tells me to do things step by step. He could tell me to do item A, and when I finish, to do item B, and when I finish, to merge A and B. And that's where I can get incredibly annoyed, because my mind is constantly analyzing things and when I immediately see the link to which I could've done it in another way where I didn't need to do multiple work, I get cranky.
Also, remember this? It was him. To summarize, he sneakily read my MSN chat logs and gave me hell for it. And the workload got heavier and he got more unreasonable after that. Rummaging through people's things is really quite rude, rummaging through people's things and leaving them in a mess on the table is absolutely moronic.
In case you still don't get what I do in the office, for $6 an hour and OT free, I get to
" ... Primary roles in finance and administrative duties including payroll, invoicing, handling banking issues, IDA liaison, sales and stock reports, standard paperwork (tracking and recording etc), customer goods returns, overall daily running of office and maintaining of office supplies. Other roles include shipping and delivery issues, warehouse maintenance, minor sales roles in quotations, and liaison with regional countries. HR roles include claims approval issues. Other roles include phone duties, customer service, liaising with Japan headquarters on stock movement and allocations, and ad-hoc duties that require attention. "
Extracted from my resume. On top of this kind of things which I feel underpaid for because I feel that I am more competant than he is, I get the above shit from him.
And like you've all seen in my previous post, he is a master of the art of peng-weh (going back on his words). He tells me to do item A in this way, and when I finish item A in this way he would scold me and ask why I did it this way. If he's in a better mood he'd skip the scolding and ask me to re-do it THAT way. Also, promise a testimonial, and then saying "ok then no testi" which means he indirectly admits to not being able to keep promises. Promised a full-time $2k salary job, to which he firstly lowered to $1.8k, and then refused to convert me because of my bitchings about him on my MSN chat log. Managers, if you are unable to commit a certain amount, don't promise that amount to potential employees in a bid to get them to join you.
I talked to a couple of people who knows him about this, and found out that he was already like this years before. Apparently, he is a huge ABC (alligator, buaya, crocodile), a liar and a hypocrite. I also found out about the money-lending and disappearing act from them.
There are so many other things that I feel is unjust, but ah well. Let me be the bigger person by stopping here.
Friday, September 19, 2008
L.J.C.G.
Guys, remember in a previous post who my (now ex-) boss was? Some of you whom I talked to who knows him are going to love this.
*EDITED 2.02pm*
SMS-es received today after I sent a follow up SMS telling my ex boss that I would like my testimonial by today. Prior to this, I sent him an SMS earlier on this week to tell him that I would like my testimonial by the end of this week.
From LJ, "Would like does not mean is ready but if u insist i will write a real testi out"
My reply "I told you earlier on this week that I would like my testimonial by the end of this week. If you are unable to keep to your promise of a testimonial, say so. Not the first time you never keep promise anyway."
LJ: "OK then no testi. M go n see all SMS u sent n my reply U say u want end of the week does that mean i had agreed? N become my fault n now become i don't keep my promises?"
LJ: "Thanks for making things easier. Pay day end of month. Ask your bf to collect on your behalf. Thanks"
When I told him to wait for a testimonial of him on my blog, this is his reply.
LJ: "Sure sure whatever. How long have to wait for it testi? My god u make it sound like u left the co. For months already. Do anything on your blog seriouslyself centered person living in your own la la world. All SMS are logged. Easily can print screen of all the smses (like chat log) from the day you left until now. Good thing bout iPhone. "
LJ: "We let the world see truth. Don't message anymore u send bad vibes around. Thanks"
LJ: "Sorry last SMS need to print screen so might as well. Still ask me to lie in the testi to say you work since fen in my co. Where got such thing one"
My reply: "Check your sms log. I did not ask you to lie. You lied on so many other accounts previously, none was requested by me. You said you will lie and tell the world i worked for pci for years, and that you will write a "power" testi for me. You promised 2k full time personal assistant when you wanted me to join you. I don't want to engage in childish banter with you already, so print this and stop hassling me."
LJ: "Sure I print this too. I have all the Docs your performance your timing to co. More to print screen. I be waiting for my testi at your blog looking forward n for your info your pay wasn't exatly the right amount if pay by hourly. The end. Bye"
Let is be known that I did not extract any replies out. The SMS-es from him are consecutive and follow each other. Also, mostly hypocritical.
Unfortunately I don't quite understand why iPhone being able to print-screen is brought into the topic. I think I made him nervous :) Let the smaller person have his last word, lah.
And if you're all curious, I'll post up the real deal in awhile. Unlike the super eng-enough-to-play-xbox-in-office LJ, I have a lot on my hands today.
Guys, remember in a previous post who my (now ex-) boss was? Some of you whom I talked to who knows him are going to love this.
*EDITED 2.02pm*
SMS-es received today after I sent a follow up SMS telling my ex boss that I would like my testimonial by today. Prior to this, I sent him an SMS earlier on this week to tell him that I would like my testimonial by the end of this week.
From LJ, "Would like does not mean is ready but if u insist i will write a real testi out"
My reply "I told you earlier on this week that I would like my testimonial by the end of this week. If you are unable to keep to your promise of a testimonial, say so. Not the first time you never keep promise anyway."
LJ: "OK then no testi. M go n see all SMS u sent n my reply U say u want end of the week does that mean i had agreed? N become my fault n now become i don't keep my promises?"
LJ: "Thanks for making things easier. Pay day end of month. Ask your bf to collect on your behalf. Thanks"
When I told him to wait for a testimonial of him on my blog, this is his reply.
LJ: "Sure sure whatever. How long have to wait for it testi? My god u make it sound like u left the co. For months already. Do anything on your blog seriouslyself centered person living in your own la la world. All SMS are logged. Easily can print screen of all the smses (like chat log) from the day you left until now. Good thing bout iPhone. "
LJ: "We let the world see truth. Don't message anymore u send bad vibes around. Thanks"
LJ: "Sorry last SMS need to print screen so might as well. Still ask me to lie in the testi to say you work since fen in my co. Where got such thing one"
My reply: "Check your sms log. I did not ask you to lie. You lied on so many other accounts previously, none was requested by me. You said you will lie and tell the world i worked for pci for years, and that you will write a "power" testi for me. You promised 2k full time personal assistant when you wanted me to join you. I don't want to engage in childish banter with you already, so print this and stop hassling me."
LJ: "Sure I print this too. I have all the Docs your performance your timing to co. More to print screen. I be waiting for my testi at your blog looking forward n for your info your pay wasn't exatly the right amount if pay by hourly. The end. Bye"
Let is be known that I did not extract any replies out. The SMS-es from him are consecutive and follow each other. Also, mostly hypocritical.
Unfortunately I don't quite understand why iPhone being able to print-screen is brought into the topic. I think I made him nervous :) Let the smaller person have his last word, lah.
And if you're all curious, I'll post up the real deal in awhile. Unlike the super eng-enough-to-play-xbox-in-office LJ, I have a lot on my hands today.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Mandy's 1st Birthday
My naughty, cheeky, evil monster, hyperactive, destroyer, youngest daughter is 1! Her daddy and I decided to take her out for lunchies. Because we had already tried Portobello Cafe and Earth Cafe before (both pet cafes with special menus for dogs), we decided to try Urban Pooch Cafe.
Urban Pooch Cafe - Does not welcome strangers and big dogs. We got this super uncomfortable feeling when we got there because everyone there were giving dirty looks. We sat down for a full 5 minutes without knowing what to do because nobody came up to serve us. So obviously, we left without having anything. We drove back to good ol' Earth Cafe at upper Thomson (the stretch next to the Singpost building).
It was a 360 degree difference. For one, Earth Cafe was air-conditioned. Also, the staff were friendly and even the owner came out to greet us before we sat down.
The place was clean and tastefully done up. There were carribeans attached to walls for us to attach leashes to.
Mandy loves this place because the people there loves her.
Daddy manages to catch Mandy looking like a monster
The cashier area was in full view and right next to the cakes and desserts display. Human desserts? Nooooooooooo. Doggie desserts.
We were sitting right in the middle of the cafe, so you can safely estimate the place to be twice as large as in the photos.
The awesome thing is that they treat the dogs just as well as they treat the human customers. I appreciate good human service, but I absolutely love good service for my dogs as well. They laid out water and kept refilling it for my Mandy.
Playing with Mandy before the food came
While we're on the subject of food, Earth Cafe's Fish & Chips was phenomenal. Priced at $9.90, two large pieces fish were superbly breaded and served with fresh greens and spiced fries. Absolute value for money. I've never raved about anyone else's fish and chips before, have I? Go try it out, the cafe welcomes customers who don't have dogs too.
Unfortunately the menu for dogs is a tad boring, with only 5 or 6 selections, but the food for them is fresh and healthy, and comes piping hot, giving you a chance to finish your food before giving doggie theirs.
Do order the root beer float when you're there. It comes in a BIG mug with enough for 2.
Also unfortunately, we were all quite hungry, so it was dessert time before I remembered to take pictures.
Our dessert. This is also a must try. I forgot the name of this creation, but it is a Earth Cafe reccomendation item. The skin of the "pisangs" (banana fritters) were smoother than the "pisangs" outside, and for some reason when coupled with the chocolate ice cream, tasted frickin' awesome.
Mandy's dessert - Cream cake.
It's her first time eating cake. She loves it so much we almost ordered another one for her.
If you're out of ideas for where to go, consider Earth Cafe. With or without dogs, it's surely an experience to remember. Also if you want to meet more dogs, try going on weekend evenings.
Tracy was dulan because we didn't bring her out this time. She wasn't feeling well, lah.
My naughty, cheeky, evil monster, hyperactive, destroyer, youngest daughter is 1! Her daddy and I decided to take her out for lunchies. Because we had already tried Portobello Cafe and Earth Cafe before (both pet cafes with special menus for dogs), we decided to try Urban Pooch Cafe.
Urban Pooch Cafe - Does not welcome strangers and big dogs. We got this super uncomfortable feeling when we got there because everyone there were giving dirty looks. We sat down for a full 5 minutes without knowing what to do because nobody came up to serve us. So obviously, we left without having anything. We drove back to good ol' Earth Cafe at upper Thomson (the stretch next to the Singpost building).
It was a 360 degree difference. For one, Earth Cafe was air-conditioned. Also, the staff were friendly and even the owner came out to greet us before we sat down.
The place was clean and tastefully done up. There were carribeans attached to walls for us to attach leashes to.
Mandy loves this place because the people there loves her.
Daddy manages to catch Mandy looking like a monster
The cashier area was in full view and right next to the cakes and desserts display. Human desserts? Nooooooooooo. Doggie desserts.
We were sitting right in the middle of the cafe, so you can safely estimate the place to be twice as large as in the photos.
The awesome thing is that they treat the dogs just as well as they treat the human customers. I appreciate good human service, but I absolutely love good service for my dogs as well. They laid out water and kept refilling it for my Mandy.
Playing with Mandy before the food came
While we're on the subject of food, Earth Cafe's Fish & Chips was phenomenal. Priced at $9.90, two large pieces fish were superbly breaded and served with fresh greens and spiced fries. Absolute value for money. I've never raved about anyone else's fish and chips before, have I? Go try it out, the cafe welcomes customers who don't have dogs too.
Unfortunately the menu for dogs is a tad boring, with only 5 or 6 selections, but the food for them is fresh and healthy, and comes piping hot, giving you a chance to finish your food before giving doggie theirs.
Do order the root beer float when you're there. It comes in a BIG mug with enough for 2.
Also unfortunately, we were all quite hungry, so it was dessert time before I remembered to take pictures.
Our dessert. This is also a must try. I forgot the name of this creation, but it is a Earth Cafe reccomendation item. The skin of the "pisangs" (banana fritters) were smoother than the "pisangs" outside, and for some reason when coupled with the chocolate ice cream, tasted frickin' awesome.
Mandy's dessert - Cream cake.
It's her first time eating cake. She loves it so much we almost ordered another one for her.
If you're out of ideas for where to go, consider Earth Cafe. With or without dogs, it's surely an experience to remember. Also if you want to meet more dogs, try going on weekend evenings.
Tracy was dulan because we didn't bring her out this time. She wasn't feeling well, lah.
Dreaming Again
I had this dream last night, in which I was hanging out with a couple of old, old pals I haven't seen for.. 11 years?
There were 3 of them. And for some reason, when I run their names through friendster, I couldn't find anything.
So old primary school pals, if anyone is still in touch with Tan Baechyn, Li Ka Cho and Wee Kian Wee, please let me know.
I'd like to get back in contact with them.
I had this dream last night, in which I was hanging out with a couple of old, old pals I haven't seen for.. 11 years?
There were 3 of them. And for some reason, when I run their names through friendster, I couldn't find anything.
So old primary school pals, if anyone is still in touch with Tan Baechyn, Li Ka Cho and Wee Kian Wee, please let me know.
I'd like to get back in contact with them.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
HAHAHAHAHAHA
MY MANDY IS SHOOO CUTE!!!
First thing I see her doing when I woke up this afternoon, she's lying on the floor playing with her tail.
Cute, lah.
On a totally unrelated note. we attended Cookie and Sarrah's wedding the other day!
In SL.
(You must all be damn sick of my SL antics by now. But what the heck.)
The theme was "Goth".
I spent like an entire 1k linden for my overall outlook change. Nice? After awhile I didn't want to change back, but it'll look weird with me being the only goth walking around.
They had the wedding in a chapel in the sky. Apparently this chapel belongs to June, who for some reason had in his inventory anything and everything we needed (beds with sexual poseballs, wedding chapels, anything.)
And because the theme was gothic, there were spiderwebs and blood-splatters on the floor. Not to mention hordes of cockroaches, rats, and the occasional bunny who got lost.
Jee was the pastor officiating the wedding. Apparently someone hates him.
I couldn't get a picture of the entire chapel when it was filled. I got stuck with staring at Jee because I was afraid to move the camera because BOTH lazy and I were going to crash anytime soon.
Also, I got stuck staring at us at the wedding banquet because there were just too many people online.
"Jee, your floor too groovy liao. See liao headache, lah."
The bride got crashed when she tried to log in from home, so we had the group picture taken the next night.
We kind of borrowed places to take pictures in, so the party got crashed again and again.
Thus ends Kaki Isles' first ever wedding!
MY MANDY IS SHOOO CUTE!!!
First thing I see her doing when I woke up this afternoon, she's lying on the floor playing with her tail.
Cute, lah.
On a totally unrelated note. we attended Cookie and Sarrah's wedding the other day!
In SL.
(You must all be damn sick of my SL antics by now. But what the heck.)
The theme was "Goth".
I spent like an entire 1k linden for my overall outlook change. Nice? After awhile I didn't want to change back, but it'll look weird with me being the only goth walking around.
They had the wedding in a chapel in the sky. Apparently this chapel belongs to June, who for some reason had in his inventory anything and everything we needed (beds with sexual poseballs, wedding chapels, anything.)
And because the theme was gothic, there were spiderwebs and blood-splatters on the floor. Not to mention hordes of cockroaches, rats, and the occasional bunny who got lost.
Jee was the pastor officiating the wedding. Apparently someone hates him.
I couldn't get a picture of the entire chapel when it was filled. I got stuck with staring at Jee because I was afraid to move the camera because BOTH lazy and I were going to crash anytime soon.
Also, I got stuck staring at us at the wedding banquet because there were just too many people online.
"Jee, your floor too groovy liao. See liao headache, lah."
The bride got crashed when she tried to log in from home, so we had the group picture taken the next night.
We kind of borrowed places to take pictures in, so the party got crashed again and again.
Thus ends Kaki Isles' first ever wedding!
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