27 May 2017

就是要这样


这几个星期都睡得不好,总会三更半夜醒来,很难再入睡,所以很累。

今天,又是七早八早醒过来。真是的,根本都还是很累的,干嘛要醒啦?

是周末嘞,以示尊重,我继续赖床到十一点多才起来,之间有昏睡回。

很好,我为自己感到骄傲,很有成就感,呵呵!


起身了开手机,看看昨晚到今早间即时通讯有什么讯息。

通常都是我没兴趣的话题可以直接删掉的啦,但今早有有关工作的东西哦。

我是不用手机讨论工作的,我的手机是给私事而已的,所以那些纯粹是同事的我是不给手机号码的。

所以有事的同事找不到我找老板,老板(也不是朋友)也找不到我唯有通过有我号码的同事朋友传话,说越南工厂又有问题,要我去“救火”。

喂,周末一早起来(好啦好啦,不是很早啦…)就看到这样的消息,很显咯!


通常命贱的我起床后是会开工作的电脑查查电邮的,但今天看了手机的讯息我偏不要。

就是不爽咯!

周末是我私人的时间,是我休息睡觉充电的时间,干嘛要我工作?

叫那些没做好自己工作本分的同事去解决他们制造出来的问题啦,真是的。

给我三倍的加时工薪我就做咯,我凭什么要这么为公司卖命?

给了我这么差的调薪还要我为公司拼啊?


所以今天我没有命贱的开工作电脑查电邮,又是一样为自己感到骄傲的事,呵呵!

今天我打算载家人去逛街,学校假期了嘛,情人老婆仔要买书和要我帮她买炸鸡的薯粉还是什么的。

有时间的话就看《奔跑吧》和玩电脑游戏。

总之就是不去理睬那工作要求就是了啦。

这是原则,我就是要这样。



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23 May 2017

Easy colleagues, difficult colleagues


Colleagues come in all sizes and shapes, aptitudes and attitudes.

With the myriad of personalities each having their own ideology, it's inevitable to encounter colleagues who are easy to work with, and those who are less so.

I am the kind who prefers to work independently, with minimal interaction or reliance on others. It's a lot easier to control the quality of work this way.

Unfortunately life is never easy and cherry, and I am not omnipotent almighty. In fact, very far from it...

So while I have many nice, friendly, helpful colleagues, I also have my fair share of the less savory ones. Sometimes a same colleague fit both ends of the scale, depending on the mood, issue, caffeine level, time of the day, bullheadedness, what's at stake, personal agenda, et cetera, at that particular moment, for both parties.

Generally I have a decent size tolerance, and lucky enough not to encounter many colleagues who I simply cannot work with. But there are shitty days when my patience got worn thin and my mood so befouled that I have to walk away from colleagues who I normally can endure.

Days like that I just cannot stand the self-centred, the incompetent, the know-it-all, the holier-than-thou, the ones who think the world revolves around them, the ignorant, the foolish, the smart-arsed, the presumptuous, the lazy bugger, the rumourmonger, the ones who put words in my mouth, the ones who take me for granted, and all the unpleasant and nastiness that I have otherwise missed.

Bollocks to them all!

I guess I am real difficult to work with then. Figures.


This entry was written on 21st of December 2016, but withheld from posting until now.


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21 May 2017

Strange world


Somehow, 20th of May has become a special day of celebration, especially for the Chinese population.

One that I think is just ridiculous.

Like, seriously.

Some hopeless or desperate romantic (not sure which), either with overstretching association or very bad command of Mandarin pronunciation (also not sure which), came up with the instant messaging slang 520 that is supposed to mean "I love you", because 520 is supposed to sound like the pronunciation of I love you in Mandarin.

Which they are not.

In Mandarin, the pronunciation for five is "woo", two is "err", and zero is the 'ling' in sling (silent s), while I love you in Mandarin is 'war' (with silent r) "eye" "knee".

Woo err 'ling' versus 'war' eye knee. Seriously, what the...

Oh well, people believe whatever they want to.

To me, it's just ridiculous.



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18 May 2017

心的频道:日行一善


先说清楚,我不是坏人,因为我不坏,只是邪恶而已。

做好人太累了,所以我选择邪恶,免得别人总是期望我对他们好,然后失望。

我只要选择性的对人好,保留时刻、对象、事件上的选择。

其他时候,就当我是邪恶的吧!


今天(嗯,写完上载已是昨天了)在厕所里发现一个很饱满的钱包。

不是掉在地上,而是刻意放在上大号时给放笔记本电脑的地方,所以应该是忘了拿。

既然是在办公室的厕所,所以逻辑推理是同事的钱包。

第一个想法是当作没看到,等物主发现丢失了才自己来拿。

马上就取消那念头,因为不是每个人都会路不拾遗,很可能下一位用厕所的人会起贪念偷去。

第二个想法是拿去给保安部或接待台,让他们去处理。

但想想那样做反而会让失主麻烦,需要找到对的保安部或接待台。

也不知道保安人员或前台小姐有多可靠咯…

所以我放下反交际反社会的抗拒,根据钱包里身份证的名字,在公司电邮通讯录里查了失主的联络,送了个即时通讯给他。

原本是想好人做到底,把钱包送到他的所在处的,但他说要来跟我领回,所以我告诉他我办公室的所在。

不久就来位跟身份证照片很像的年轻友族,他很感谢的握了我的手,说了几次谢谢。

我只是有点尴尬的笑笑叫他检查钱包里是不是一切都没缺。


就这样咯,我今天做的一件善事。

邪恶的好人、有角的天使,我就是这样。



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14 May 2017

为校争光


两个瓜星期四到星期六在高渊参加射箭比赛。

因为要工作,所以我星期六才能去支持。

小瓜星期四的比赛中表现不如人,被淘汰了,星期五开始他也纯粹是去为哥哥打气。

星期六我们一家人出发时倾盆大雨,槟岛好几处淹水,一路塞车。

原本要在小贩中心坐下来吃午餐的,但时间不足只好打包快餐车上吃。

大瓜在星期五的个人赛里得了第四名,意外的竟然还有奖。

星期六是男女混双团队赛,大瓜是学校男性代表里最高分的,所以和最高分的同校女代表组成一队。

老实说我是对他们没有什么期望的啦,以为第一或第二轮就会输了,很早就可以回家。

但他们一路过关斩将,进入决赛。

决赛他们和对手的分数非常靠近,就是差一两分那种,可惜他们是少一两分的那队,所以只能拿第二名。

我看他们射得还不是很一致,箭还不能集中同一处,所以拿第二我觉得非常的好了咯。

我对射箭略懂啦,可以知道谁是较好的射箭手。

大瓜得了两个奖,为校争光哦!

做爸爸的,我觉得光荣咯,呵呵。



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13 May 2017

If only...


If only those colleagues could just admit they made a mistake changing something they shouldn't have changed, apologised for the mess they have caused, and undid their change and reverted to the original.

If only those colleagues could stop grasping at anything to save face, leading to even more ridiculous  requirements, and just come clean and own up their mistake.

If only that other sensible and experienced colleague hasn't changed role, pretty sure he would have sided with me and put an end to all that ridiculous requirements.

If only I had more influence and power, that colleagues would just listen and trust that I know my stuff, and stop wasting our time.

*Sigh...*



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10 May 2017

I had a dream


We have many dreams every night, but we usually do not remember them.

I woke up remembering one today, there is a saying that dreams reflect what we feel subconsciously, and I think there is probably some truth in that.

In the dream I was working, but not at my own site, rather I was at some other site that I wasn't familiar with. I just arrived and was looking for a traveller's cubicle to settle down.

I passed by a pantry, and my attention was instantly drawn to the dirty mugs left in the sink, filled to the brim. Somehow that annoyed me immensely, thinking why would people just left their dirty mugs in the sink, how would the other use the sink? Such irresponsible and inconsiderate behaviour.

And I started washing the mugs. What's supposed to be a quick thing somehow turned out to take forever, the number of dirty mugs never seemed to reduce. In a dream, somehow we just accept this as normal and so I kept washing the mugs.

Colleagues went by, none said anything about me washing the mugs, some even greeted, the quick hello, good morning, that sort of things. Everyone seemed to think what I was doing was perfectly normal, like that was my job.

And then the little monsters woke me up, I think that's in their to do list for every weekend or holiday when I can sleep in.

Anyway, I can instantly relate my dream to what's happening in my work: the usual cleaning up of the mess created by the other colleagues, usually from other sites, who don't have the grace to admit they have made mistake and created a mess, and just expect others to resolve it.

Janitorial service, as one colleague puts it, clean up the shit the others made. 



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