
For the past few months, I have been working hard on closing a deal on website advertising with a third-party system provider in Singapore. Working hard means I have scouted around for the service providers, got in touch with them, provided and collected data, met face-to-face, proposed layout design, discussed with web agency on integration works, and then became the middle person between Legal department and third party to finalise the agreement. And this A-Z works are just a tiny part of my work.
Finally, last Friday I was ready to show Trump that my department is not just a cost-centre. We are BOTH cost centre and revenue-generating unit. Perhaps, he won’t be so hard in giving his approvals, which will be good news for my successor once I am ready to re-hand in my resignation letter. On my part, that’s something to gloss up my resumé. ‘Despite being a cost-centre, I succeed in contributing monthly revenue for the company.’
With flushed face and thumping heart, I sat in front of Trump and said, ‘I bring you good news, Datuk. We have managed to get in website ads in our website, which translates into a revenue forecast of RMXk per month.’ I can hear Trump’s brain gearing into motions as he comprehended my rushing words. ‘What is this Carneyz talking about? Revenue? More RM? Cost centres don’t generate any revenues…’ and I had to explain in bits and pieces of how I started the whole project, how does the mechanism work, and showed him the memo & the finalised agreement.
He was, undeniably very pleased at this news. ‘Very good. RMXk? Good work.’ Were his two replies. He signed the agreement and studied the memo intently for a minute.
Then…
‘Don’t you think our website looks too cluttered? I find things all over the place. Don’t you think so? Why isn’t the Business section updated? Didn’t you ask from the related departments for feeds? I want it updated by end of this month!’
Suddenly he shot all these questions to us endlessly. It was as if we had wrestled the compliments out of his mouth, of which he had regained the control of his brain from our evil clutches and back to being Trump. The Trump who criticizes and then gives us the axe, and our heads roll out of his office back to where they belong. In a lowly ghetto.
This is probably my 1,865,394th reason to quit and look for a real job (instead of acting like a slave) - the fact that getting appreciated verbally is already hard enough, let alone getting salary increments.
Cerita #1
Semalam, kami dapat jemputan berbuka puasa di rumah Kak Retna. Kami sangat teruja, sebab tak perlu memanaskan periuk kuali. Kami cuma perlu bawak perut kosong ke rumah dia. Di rumah Kak Retna, kami dihidangkan dengan nasi beriani, ayam masak merah, daging, dan macam2 lagi termasuk kuih-muih. Sampai hari ni, si Umie sibuk bertanya inti karipap semalam sebab terlalu banyak makanan sampai tak terlarat nak merasa karipap tu :p Hehe. Setiap tetamu yang datang, dibekalkan dengan nasi beriani untuk sahur besoknya. Terima kasih, Kak Ret! :)
Cerita #2
Semenjak hari pertama berpuasa, cuma 2 kali kami beli makanan di pasar ramadhan sebab lewat keluar dari ofis. Mula2, kami beli lauk
Salah satu sikap suami terchenta yang buat aku lebih jatuh chenta padanya, ialah dia seorang yang rajin tolong wife masak di dapur. Aku tak perlu bersusah-payah tanak nasi, atau potong bawang, atau sediakan sayur. Dia akan buat semuanya. I lap u so much la, bebeh!
Oleh sebab tu, aku semakin bermotivasi masak di rumah untuk buka puasa, yang merangkap juadah sahur jugak. Dan kadar motivasi tu melambung naik bila suami terchenta selalu ucapkan terima kasih - 'Terima kasih sebab masakkan makan malam,' atau, 'Terima kasih masakkan lauk yang sedap,' dan 'Abang paling suka masakan awak!'
Dan saya paling suka awak tau, suami terchenta! Jom kita
Kebiasaannya, kami tak masak lebih dari dua jenis lauk - sayur dan lauk berdaging e.g. ayam / ikan / daging. Contohnya hari ini, kami masak daging masak hitam, dan sayur labu air masak santan. Memandangkan hari ni aku dilanda kebosanan, aku buat agar2 santan untuk dessert.
Pada pendapat kami, tak guna berpuasa kalau bila time bukak puasa, melantak tak ingat dunia. Bukak puasa dengan 7-8 jenis lauk semata-mata memuaskan nafsu anak tekak adalah perbuatan yang sia-sia. Biasanya, walaupun lepas berlapar seharian, minum segelas air dah cukup mengenyangkan perut. Itu baru air saja. Macamana nak sumbat 7-8 jenis lauk lagi?
Lebih baik duit tu disimpan untuk pergi cuti2 anniversary kami yang pertama hujung tahun ni :p Langkawi ke, Bali? Hehehe. (entah2 di KL saja, sebab kena langsaikan dulu hutang PTPTN suami terchenta. Huhuhu...!)
Ok, sekarang semua boleh bersurai dan balik ke blog masing2.