have you ever been given things to do because whoever is suppose to be doing it decide not to? reason given...oh i'm sick, and i'll be taking a month off. so now, who is going to be doing all these outstanding tasks? oh, please don't be mistaken. i did not volunteer myself. i'm not mad or stupid. why do someone else's job when i'm not paid to do it?
i wasn't given the choice to say no. i wasn't inform that i'll be taking over. it just sort of landed on my lap and told to get on with it. this is so unfair!!!!! and before i could take in *as in understand all the do's and don'ts of this bloody !@#$% tasks* i've got people calling in to see me to discuss about this. i didn't know i was given only 10 seconds to understand this bloody !@#$% tasks. and the worse part is, when i approach other colleagues that have experienced in dealing with this, i was turn down very unsympathetically. they, obviously, don't want to get involved in something they are not paid to do. but it's fine to them that suddenly this is my responsibility, EVEN WHEN I AM NOT PAID TO DO THIS!!!!
tell me whhyyyyy...*think BSB-I want it that way*...at home, i moan, whine and complain. in the office, i put a brave face on and got on with it. yes, i did sort out this bloody !@#$% mess. and yes, there are people that were grateful for my contribution. did all these comments make me feel good??? NO!!! i felt used and taken advantage of.
oh, and management did not pay me more or increase my pay for the extra work.
tell me wwwhhhyyyyy...
Ain't nothin' but a heartache...
tell me wwwhhhyyyyy...
Ain't nothin' but a shitty mess
tell me wwwhhhyyyyy...
I never want to be in this position again
!@#$%^&*()
have a nice day
Thursday 15 October 2009
Thursday 17 September 2009
seng-mok-ness
What is the politest way to ask someone to shut up? That I am not interested in whatsoever that you are talking about? That I don't want to know and I don't care?
Imagine this…you had a shit day at work where nothing went according to plan. Anything that can go wrong, went absolutely wrong. And you’re stuck with complicated workload because whoever is paid to do the work has no interest whatsoever to do it. Why is it now my problem?? THAT is another rant, which I’m not going into right now. Maybe in my next post. So you drag yourself home, and all you want to do is to have a nice dinner with a glass of wine, put your feet up, relax and watch whatever that is on tele. Maybe it’s the time of the month or the moon and mecury are not aligned or in the wrong position, suddenly your housemate decide to tell you their life story – from how skinned she is, to how she was picked up in pubs (do I really want to know?!?!?!), to her ‘big’ plans for her future, to her another ‘big’ plan for the house (which is a total waste of time as she has been here for months and all she did was talked but no action!!!), to how skinny she looks (is that hinting that I’m fat!?!?!?!?), to how boring English food are (that is because you can’t cook), to whatever else she said. If you’re wondering how come I could remember all these if I’m so fed up with what she is saying, well, THAT IS BECAUSE I’VE HEARD ALL THESE BEFORE!!! She has moved in for 3 months now and I have heard all these more than 3 times. I wonder how many more times I have to listen to all this.
Don’t get me wrong. In the right mood, I will love to listen to her rant as I will expect other people to listen to me when I rant, as I am talkative by nature. If given the ‘right’ scenario and ‘perfect’ situation, I would rant non-stop. But I always pride myself as having self-consciousness or seng-mok-ness. That is to shut up when other people loses interest in what you’re saying or the atmosphere has changed. Naively, I alway assume that all human beings are born with this wonderfull awareness of seng-mok-ness and fully utilized what is, in my opinion, god’s gift to mankind. Oh boy, how wrong am I?!?!?! How I wished I could tell her to please open your big brown eyes, boot up your brain and pick up signals from me. I AM NOT INTERESTED!!!!!!!
If she ever repeat these ‘news’ or ‘updates’ as she refers them as, I really don’t know how I will react…most probably I’ll bang my head against the wall….@_@
Imagine this…you had a shit day at work where nothing went according to plan. Anything that can go wrong, went absolutely wrong. And you’re stuck with complicated workload because whoever is paid to do the work has no interest whatsoever to do it. Why is it now my problem?? THAT is another rant, which I’m not going into right now. Maybe in my next post. So you drag yourself home, and all you want to do is to have a nice dinner with a glass of wine, put your feet up, relax and watch whatever that is on tele. Maybe it’s the time of the month or the moon and mecury are not aligned or in the wrong position, suddenly your housemate decide to tell you their life story – from how skinned she is, to how she was picked up in pubs (do I really want to know?!?!?!), to her ‘big’ plans for her future, to her another ‘big’ plan for the house (which is a total waste of time as she has been here for months and all she did was talked but no action!!!), to how skinny she looks (is that hinting that I’m fat!?!?!?!?), to how boring English food are (that is because you can’t cook), to whatever else she said. If you’re wondering how come I could remember all these if I’m so fed up with what she is saying, well, THAT IS BECAUSE I’VE HEARD ALL THESE BEFORE!!! She has moved in for 3 months now and I have heard all these more than 3 times. I wonder how many more times I have to listen to all this.
Don’t get me wrong. In the right mood, I will love to listen to her rant as I will expect other people to listen to me when I rant, as I am talkative by nature. If given the ‘right’ scenario and ‘perfect’ situation, I would rant non-stop. But I always pride myself as having self-consciousness or seng-mok-ness. That is to shut up when other people loses interest in what you’re saying or the atmosphere has changed. Naively, I alway assume that all human beings are born with this wonderfull awareness of seng-mok-ness and fully utilized what is, in my opinion, god’s gift to mankind. Oh boy, how wrong am I?!?!?! How I wished I could tell her to please open your big brown eyes, boot up your brain and pick up signals from me. I AM NOT INTERESTED!!!!!!!
If she ever repeat these ‘news’ or ‘updates’ as she refers them as, I really don’t know how I will react…most probably I’ll bang my head against the wall….@_@
Wednesday 22 July 2009
it's been 7 months...
Was once an avid blogger but stopped few years ago due to never ending workloads. Plus I couldn't find the time to constantly update my blog with interesting things = laziness. Not sure why, but I created this blog back in January 2009...and this is the first post since then. 7 months before I actually persuaded my old brain and lazy fingers to write something...or anything on this pitiful blog. As my mum said, I'm the laziest girl she's ever known...and mum knows the best.
I'm not sure what's the purpose of this post but I guess it's just something that I came up with in the past 5 minutes. Hopefully I will be able to rant as many times as I like...even on rubbish stuff like this.
Have a nice day...
I'm not sure what's the purpose of this post but I guess it's just something that I came up with in the past 5 minutes. Hopefully I will be able to rant as many times as I like...even on rubbish stuff like this.
Have a nice day...
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