'Sir, when are you expecting that memo?'
'If I told you I want it yesterday?'
'I'd have to go back to yesterday to give it to you.'
'If I told you I want it yesterday?'
'I'd have to go back to yesterday to give it to you.'
A Very Obvious Sign That My Mind Is In A Chaotic State
I'm feeling very restless. This morning, I spent about two hours with my fingers poised on the keyboard trying to figure out what exactly I want to construct in that presentation. Trump is in a bad mood and I'm having a mental block. It's not a good combination, those two.
Finally I gave up. It's not that I don't know what to write, I just don't know which one to begin with. Should this idea precedes that idea, or that idea is the base to all the other ideas? My super active mind is somehow rushing in multiple directions today at a speed that I can't hardly understand. In frustration, I walked and wandered aimlessly. I feel like venting my frustration at something. The things that were wrestling in my head had slowly mounted in excess energy that needed to be drained out in order for me to think.
So I did what I do best when I'm distracted. I opened the department's cabinet. Things are strewn about untidily at every shelves. T-shirt samples mixed with paperbag samples, diary samples scattered haphazardly, and pens of rainbow colors were everywhere. The document cabinet were in the same state of mess - unknown piles of papers and folders filled the lowest shelf. Finished artworks were stacked carelessly on the top shelf. The only shelf that resembled a sort of civilized look is the middle shelf.
The first thing I did was to get a box from the store room. Then, in my typical mode of operation, I threw everything on the floor. Then I began to sort the papers out. Those that didn't meet my standard (is of the past, will never be looked again and will never be missed, ever) ended up in the waste bin. Those that might be of use but of the past were stacked neatly in the box. Printed FAs were filed away in its file. Souvenir cabinet also underwent the same springcleaning operation.
Two hours later, both the document cabinet and souvenir cabinet looked more or less a picture of perfection. Everything is in its place and there are plenty of room for more things. I beamed at my own creation. It was hugely satisfying to throw away useless stuffs.
In my head, two voices spoke to each other:
Voice 1: Between a rich, handsome guy and a tidy cabinet, which one would you choose?
Voice 2: Definitely a tidy cabinet.
Chairman, if your table is magically whisked to KL, I'd return it spotlessly tidy with documents organized in the document tray according to dates and subject and half the papers ended up in the dustbin.
Finally I gave up. It's not that I don't know what to write, I just don't know which one to begin with. Should this idea precedes that idea, or that idea is the base to all the other ideas? My super active mind is somehow rushing in multiple directions today at a speed that I can't hardly understand. In frustration, I walked and wandered aimlessly. I feel like venting my frustration at something. The things that were wrestling in my head had slowly mounted in excess energy that needed to be drained out in order for me to think.
So I did what I do best when I'm distracted. I opened the department's cabinet. Things are strewn about untidily at every shelves. T-shirt samples mixed with paperbag samples, diary samples scattered haphazardly, and pens of rainbow colors were everywhere. The document cabinet were in the same state of mess - unknown piles of papers and folders filled the lowest shelf. Finished artworks were stacked carelessly on the top shelf. The only shelf that resembled a sort of civilized look is the middle shelf.
The first thing I did was to get a box from the store room. Then, in my typical mode of operation, I threw everything on the floor. Then I began to sort the papers out. Those that didn't meet my standard (is of the past, will never be looked again and will never be missed, ever) ended up in the waste bin. Those that might be of use but of the past were stacked neatly in the box. Printed FAs were filed away in its file. Souvenir cabinet also underwent the same springcleaning operation.
Two hours later, both the document cabinet and souvenir cabinet looked more or less a picture of perfection. Everything is in its place and there are plenty of room for more things. I beamed at my own creation. It was hugely satisfying to throw away useless stuffs.
In my head, two voices spoke to each other:
Voice 1: Between a rich, handsome guy and a tidy cabinet, which one would you choose?
Voice 2: Definitely a tidy cabinet.
Chairman, if your table is magically whisked to KL, I'd return it spotlessly tidy with documents organized in the document tray according to dates and subject and half the papers ended up in the dustbin.
Bhai dan Henpon Baru
Semalam aku terkedu sekejap. Dia ajak aku ke Pertama. Beli handphone baru katanya. Untuk aku. Huhu...! Syahdu, gumbira, tergezut dan sebagainya!
(Dulu aku selalu kutuk awek yg dapat hadiah mahal2 dari pakwenye. Aku cebik bibir, kata huh, dieorang ni tak pandai berdikari, henpon pun nak harapkan pakwe support! Maka, seterusnya aku kenalah upgrade lagi kutukan aku tu -- huh, apalah pompuan tu, kereta / rumah / baju / tiket kapal terbang pun nak harapkan lelaki yang support! muahaha!)
Dier nak belikan henpon sebijik cam henpon dier. Tapi aku terjatuh chenta pulak sama itu Motorola yang casingnyer kaler biru. Huhu...! Tak pelah, henpon yang aku suka tu pun lebih murah dari henpon dier punye ;) Tapi memori lebih banyak - 5MB! Huhu...! Akhirnya Motorola itu jatuh ke tangan aku! (gelak macam setan lagi)
Aku ucapkan bebanyak timecey kat dier lepas dier meringankan wallet nya itu.
'Terima kasih, sayang. Terima kasih, sayang. Terima kasih sayaaaannnggg!'
'Lepas ni tak nak bila orang tepon, asyik abis bateri je tau?'
Senyuman di bibirnya sudah berkuntum2. Senyuman di bibir aku sudah meleret2. Aku suka! Suka bangat sama itu henpon!
'Awak, saya nak bayar separuh harga henpon ni, boleh tak?' aku tanya. Rasa bersalah menghantui aku kerana menjadi pisau cukur kepada 'Biarlah Rahsia' ku ini.
'La... kan orang dah janji nak belikan henpon dulu??'
'A'ah. Tapi kan, saya tak suka la awak belikan hadiah mahal2 ni.' --> erk, apakah kata2 dusta ini?? Muahaha!
'Tak yah la. Orang yang offer.'
'Nak jugak.'
'Erm... Suka hati lah.'
Maka tertulislah dalam akaun dan buku lejar aku sebagai 'Penghutang' dan dier sebagai 'Pemiutang' sebab aku takde duit nak bayar bulan ni! :p
p/s: aku asyik main henpon je arinih :p hehe... Tapi aku masih sayang sama itu Nokia 3210 @ CLK (Cute Little Komunikator) ...
JB Trip
Last week, aku gi JB. Ada video shooting. Pergi naik kereta company dengan beberapa staff JB yang turun ke KL. Sampai di JB dalam pukul 10 malam, terus check in hotel.
Huhu.. Tak bestnya. Bilik aku dah la kat hujung dunia, lepas tu kejap2 kena telefon maintenance / housekeeping untuk baiki TV dan hantar tuala mandi. Akhirnya pukul 12 barulah aku setelkan mandi / iron baju /solat. Ces. Cakap hotel berbintang2. Tapi entah haper2.
Tengok TV sekejap sebelum tido. Yang puas hati ialah katilnya yang 'King sized'. Sayangnya Survivor dengan Ainie tak boleh join pulak malam tu.
Besoknya, Ainie amik kat hotel pergi ke ofis. Lepas tu aku arrange pas keselamatan untuk videographer dan pergi temankan dieorang buat shooting. Dalam pukul 12.30tgh, pergi ke ofis dan pujuk Survivor pergi lunch. Lama tak lepak2 sesama. Tak lama lepas tu, Ainie join kiteorang. Mulalah sesi 'gelak macam setan'.
Malamnya, tumpang rumah Ainie. Kiteorang tido lewat sebab tengok bola. Germany vs Argentina. Ainie terlompat2 bersorak untuk Argentina. Mungkin sebab permainannya yang membosankan, aku kurang emosional. Hehe. Kalau tak aku pun akan lompat2 sama. Akhirnya Argentina kalah. Sungguh tak disangka. Agak bengang dengan keputusan tu.
Hari Sabtu. Bangun agak lambat, borak2 lepas tu turun dan cuci muka. Mak Ainie ajak breakfast. Dia masak gulai tulang. Sedap. Mak Ainie memang pandai masak. Sesambil tu dia dok bercerita pasal kawen2 ni. Aku geli-geleman sebenarnya nak citer pasal benda2 cam ni, rasa dah nak terkeluar balik roti, hash brown dengan gulai tu. Tapi layan je la.
Tengahari, janji dengan Survivor lunch kat Arked Meranti, UTM. Rindu nak makan ABC Special ;) Lepas borak2 dengan lamanya, Survivor balik dulu sementara aku & Ainie naik keta Chairman ke Skudai Parade, gi main archery. Best gak tapi sakit tangan pegang busur panah tu lelama. Lepas dua game, dah cuak giler tengok jam dah pukul 5.30 ptg (flight kul 6.30pm), kiteorang bergegas keluar. Chairman pecut ke Senai. Nasib baik dia bawak BMW. Dengan confident nya dia cakap akan sampai ke airport pukul 6.15 pm. Tengok2, memang tepat sangkaannya. Oleh sebab aku sangat lega in time untuk flight aku, aku puji la mamat ni:
'Dahsyat la you. Camane you boleh agak ye? I wish I boleh jadi terer macam you.''Apa? Ulang sekali lagi? Tak dengar la?'
Ainie dan aku buat muka boring.
'Takde2x! Nanti you jadi poyo.' Mamat tu dah tersengih2.
Menyesal pulak aku puji dia.
Lepas check in, Ainie belanja strawberry smoothie sementara tunggu boarding flight. Then barulah naik ke departure lounge. Huhu.. Sedihnya tinggalkan JB!!! Tapi, what a fun weekend :) I miss my friends.
Huhu.. Tak bestnya. Bilik aku dah la kat hujung dunia, lepas tu kejap2 kena telefon maintenance / housekeeping untuk baiki TV dan hantar tuala mandi. Akhirnya pukul 12 barulah aku setelkan mandi / iron baju /solat. Ces. Cakap hotel berbintang2. Tapi entah haper2.
Tengok TV sekejap sebelum tido. Yang puas hati ialah katilnya yang 'King sized'. Sayangnya Survivor dengan Ainie tak boleh join pulak malam tu.
Besoknya, Ainie amik kat hotel pergi ke ofis. Lepas tu aku arrange pas keselamatan untuk videographer dan pergi temankan dieorang buat shooting. Dalam pukul 12.30tgh, pergi ke ofis dan pujuk Survivor pergi lunch. Lama tak lepak2 sesama. Tak lama lepas tu, Ainie join kiteorang. Mulalah sesi 'gelak macam setan'.
Malamnya, tumpang rumah Ainie. Kiteorang tido lewat sebab tengok bola. Germany vs Argentina. Ainie terlompat2 bersorak untuk Argentina. Mungkin sebab permainannya yang membosankan, aku kurang emosional. Hehe. Kalau tak aku pun akan lompat2 sama. Akhirnya Argentina kalah. Sungguh tak disangka. Agak bengang dengan keputusan tu.
Hari Sabtu. Bangun agak lambat, borak2 lepas tu turun dan cuci muka. Mak Ainie ajak breakfast. Dia masak gulai tulang. Sedap. Mak Ainie memang pandai masak. Sesambil tu dia dok bercerita pasal kawen2 ni. Aku geli-geleman sebenarnya nak citer pasal benda2 cam ni, rasa dah nak terkeluar balik roti, hash brown dengan gulai tu. Tapi layan je la.
Tengahari, janji dengan Survivor lunch kat Arked Meranti, UTM. Rindu nak makan ABC Special ;) Lepas borak2 dengan lamanya, Survivor balik dulu sementara aku & Ainie naik keta Chairman ke Skudai Parade, gi main archery. Best gak tapi sakit tangan pegang busur panah tu lelama. Lepas dua game, dah cuak giler tengok jam dah pukul 5.30 ptg (flight kul 6.30pm), kiteorang bergegas keluar. Chairman pecut ke Senai. Nasib baik dia bawak BMW. Dengan confident nya dia cakap akan sampai ke airport pukul 6.15 pm. Tengok2, memang tepat sangkaannya. Oleh sebab aku sangat lega in time untuk flight aku, aku puji la mamat ni:
'Dahsyat la you. Camane you boleh agak ye? I wish I boleh jadi terer macam you.''Apa? Ulang sekali lagi? Tak dengar la?'
Ainie dan aku buat muka boring.
'Takde2x! Nanti you jadi poyo.' Mamat tu dah tersengih2.
Menyesal pulak aku puji dia.
Lepas check in, Ainie belanja strawberry smoothie sementara tunggu boarding flight. Then barulah naik ke departure lounge. Huhu.. Sedihnya tinggalkan JB!!! Tapi, what a fun weekend :) I miss my friends.
Feeling The Heat of The Battle
Work is taxing me, even more than usual. Ever since my colleague went off on maternity leave, I had been desperately trying to hold everything together. At the same time, Trump has piled more works on top of my shopping cart. I've had it up to my eyeballs, at the back of my teeth, beneath my skin with everything. I'm losing it.
When Trump ticked me off for submitting something less satisfactory, he said, 'You got to buck up. You're not doing fine nowadays.' I felt like throwing up my hands and told him, 'How? How do you suggest I do that??'
'In my department, I'm doing EVERYTHING. It's fine a year ago, I don't have that much responsibilities. We haven't started the website project, the customer feedback is handled by another department, the newsletter hasn't started, the corporate video was still screwed up.
Today, I'm up to my neck with all these. The website needs to be updated every week, the customers need their enquiries answered, the press releases must be written and sent out, and somebody has to write the contents of our newsletter. And you just asked us to do TWO corporate videos, for cry-out-sake!
Fine, it's ok a month ago. I can cope and throw in a few design works when I'm not even the graphic designer for this company. The next day I can submit that report you want, sure as eggs are eggs sir. But when my colleague's baby popped out, I've to take over HER job as well! Somebody has to process that publication payment, and source for new souvenir items, and submit monthly progress report. That someone is ME! And on top of that, we need to launch a campaign to protect our company's interests, well, guess again it's MY department consisting of ME and my boss. If that is not enuff, you have ME sit in meetings and stuffs...'
'I can do everything (semangat 'can do' @ Malaysia Boleh) but don't expect great momentum when the landscape keeps changing. Plus, I need an extra pair of helping hands. Why is my department only having one staff when others have two or three? Yet I'm doing work for three persons at one time.'
Wah, basuh Trump bersungguh2! But, macam biasa, it never got out of my mouth. I just keep silent but I guess the expression I wore reminded Trump of that very rebellious, devil-may-care me who started to update Jobstreet account the moment I submitted that report he yelled for a few months ago. Sorry Trump, one more toe out of the line I will let go of everything. For real this time.
When Trump ticked me off for submitting something less satisfactory, he said, 'You got to buck up. You're not doing fine nowadays.' I felt like throwing up my hands and told him, 'How? How do you suggest I do that??'
'In my department, I'm doing EVERYTHING. It's fine a year ago, I don't have that much responsibilities. We haven't started the website project, the customer feedback is handled by another department, the newsletter hasn't started, the corporate video was still screwed up.
Today, I'm up to my neck with all these. The website needs to be updated every week, the customers need their enquiries answered, the press releases must be written and sent out, and somebody has to write the contents of our newsletter. And you just asked us to do TWO corporate videos, for cry-out-sake!
Fine, it's ok a month ago. I can cope and throw in a few design works when I'm not even the graphic designer for this company. The next day I can submit that report you want, sure as eggs are eggs sir. But when my colleague's baby popped out, I've to take over HER job as well! Somebody has to process that publication payment, and source for new souvenir items, and submit monthly progress report. That someone is ME! And on top of that, we need to launch a campaign to protect our company's interests, well, guess again it's MY department consisting of ME and my boss. If that is not enuff, you have ME sit in meetings and stuffs...'
'I can do everything (semangat 'can do' @ Malaysia Boleh) but don't expect great momentum when the landscape keeps changing. Plus, I need an extra pair of helping hands. Why is my department only having one staff when others have two or three? Yet I'm doing work for three persons at one time.'
Wah, basuh Trump bersungguh2! But, macam biasa, it never got out of my mouth. I just keep silent but I guess the expression I wore reminded Trump of that very rebellious, devil-may-care me who started to update Jobstreet account the moment I submitted that report he yelled for a few months ago. Sorry Trump, one more toe out of the line I will let go of everything. For real this time.