关系

有些同事只是同事

有些同事也是朋友

有些同事希望会变成朋友

有些同事期望不再是同事！ >_<

有些朋友只是朋友

有些朋友是知心好友

有些朋友有如亲人

有个朋友已是亲人！ ^_^

Ada makan?

This is most probably the first entry with a Malay title. Well, there is a first for everything. ^_^

Ada makan?, literally is "got eat?"

A security guard asked me that today, in her context she meant "do you eat?"

You see, I enter the production floor on a daily basis, usually more than once per day. That is not really uncommon for those working in the production floor.

Only I do not belong to a department that mainly works in the floor, some of my colleagues do not enter the floor more than once every quarter, or year, or at all. I just work like that because I am at the lowest level of the hierarchy and pretty much just a cheap labour.

Oh well, that's that, so anyway...

Whenever we exit the production floor there is this random checker gate that we have to pass through. If it beeps, you are the 'lucky' one who gets to be checked by the security guard on duty to see if you have smuggled anything out from the floor.

It's supposed to be random, it probably is for everyone. Except me.

For me, it beeps more than 50% of the time, I kid you not. In fact, since it triggers so frequently whenever I pass through, almost all the security guards, no matter which shift, have wanded me with the metal detector several time.

I am their regular customer. They probably sigh and go pick up their metal detector whenever they see me coming out.

So, after wanding me today, the lady security guard asked "ada makan?"

I wasn't sure what she was asking about (my Malay sucks big time) until she asked why am I so thin?

So these security guards are actually checking out our physique when they are doing the wanding huh? 0_o

I replied with my super broken Malay saying that I do eat, it's just that I have a tough job, it keeps me thin. Which is the truth what...

She just laughed.

Wifey, does this count as a lady taking a hit on me?

My score on that regard is pathetic! >_<

Home Alone, part... something

Wifey and the kids are at the in-laws', will be alone for ten days or so.

Good time to catch up on sleep I suppose, but it's always different when they are not around.

Just something... missing. The one-quarter feeling.

Will be hug and kiss deprived too.

=(

Random Thoughts

Collection of recent thoughts and events, throwing them all into an entry for posterity.

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perpetual fatigue

Always feeling tired, so much to do, so little time.

I need a break.

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in and out, out and in

Drawing a task to conclusion after the many hard work, late nights and missed badminton sessions. But it has been satisfying, a solution tested and provided, a job well done if I say so myself.

Sense of achievement is probably the thing that still keeps me going, and the necessity to feed the family, of course.

For goodness knows I am not paid enough for that amount of workload and all the grieves and shits, especially comparing to some of the higher grade, better paid colleagues cruising in wonderland.

Any mention of recognition and award will just get me psychologically, hormonally, and mentally imbalanced. Since those who worked their arses off getting the job done are not those who got the juicy recognition or award.

Bollocks.

Anyway, one task done, and five more to go with many more thrown my way from them damn freeloaders.

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sweat it!

Had a great badminton game yesterday, sweated and burned away some of the stress.

Song! (Hokkien for very satisfying, enjoyable)

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bridge

Have the feeling that I am supposed to be the bridge. I don't mind really, I am nice and helpful, really I am.

The thing is, socialising is not my forte. What am I to do?

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mama can't be sick

Wifey is sick. Poor dear. =(

Elder son finds that hard to believe.

"But you are mama!"

I concurred.

My wifey is superwoman, she knows everything and keeps the family in order.

Superwoman can't fall sick. Kryptonite is just a fictitious substance, unlike superwoman. =P

Home Sweet Home

Not quite sure whether the business trip has been all that worthwhile, but one thing for sure is I am mightily glad it's over.

Home sweet home, bed sweet bed, aahhh...

And of course the kids unyielding determination to wake me up every morning. =\

Why the wekeend has to end so soon?

Why? =(

Save some for papa

Mama, you have to save some food for papa.

Papa is not home.

But papa will come back later.

Hsiang, papa is outstation and will not be back until Friday.

Oh.

You see, my kids go to bed early, and recently I have been been working long hours so they don't get to see me the whole day. Not when they wake up, and not when they go to sleep.

So despite me being outstation for two days now, my elder son doesn't even know I am away from home. He thought I am just working as usual.

Sweet of him to think of saving dinner for me. Yet so sad that my presence is so insignificant.

Ducky & Friends #009

#009: Source of Wisdom

 

 

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Good Day

Some days, the stars seemed to be aligned in my favour and all things go smoothly.

Despite the midnight to 02:00 hours meeting, then the 08:00 to 10:00 hours meeting, despite the half dead zombie state I am in now, I am calling it a fantastic day at work today.

After all, I am already home by 18:30 hours and got to see my kids before they have gone to bed. =D

The two colleagues had done all the prework and got things going before I reached the floor. All the sudden I feel a great affinity for both of them, gotta love the colleagues who make your life easier at work. =)

For the first time ever, the data collection went smoothly, no hiccup whatsoever. Five out of five cells completed, perfect run. It's like winning the jackpot.

I even had time to make it to the 1:1 meeting with my manager and did not have to push it out for the third time this week because I was stuck in the floor working my arse off.

Really, after having more than my fair share of sucky days at work, today was positively brilliant.

Some days are just nice and dandy.

Today is one such day. ^_^

j+1

Once in a long while, me and my buddies will hit the karaoke to unleash our singing prowess.

Actually it's more like to release some pent up tension but the previous statement sounds better. =P

This time there is cause for celebration as well. As per the running tradition, the fortunate few treated the rest of us to this session.

What's better than karaoke? FREE karaoke of course! =D

So here's hoping we have this reason to celebrate every year.

Needless to say I shouted my head off without a care, it's good that I do not have a reputation to maintain, hehe.

The only thing missing, was the lack of female voice for all the duets that we like to sing. Hard though he tried, it's just different with Nelson using his banshee fake female voice.

Gave us the goose bumps. The nasty type, not the nice type.

For your information, here's an example of the nice type of goose bumps.

Looking for more female singers, the silent and shy ones need not apply. We only want the sporty, fighting for mic ones. =P

No, really.

One day to the next

Just 24 hours apart, yet can be so different.

Yesterday was a nice day. Three generations playing board game together, that's super rare, and super meaningful.

Since mom and dad won't be home the coming Mother's and Father's Day, we celebrated with them in our own way yesterday. Nothing special, but meaningful nevertheless.

Yes, yesterday was a really nice day.

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Today though, today's a shitty day.

The boys persisted with their "let's deny papa his weekend rest" vexation, ensuring I started my day grouchy.

Then the elder son, in his carelessness, fractured one of his toes hitting a chair just prior to lunch. Big commotion, tears, shouting, angry words but it soon became apparently that I was the only one wanting to get my elder son to the hospital as soon as possible.

The so call 'emergency' dragged on for ages because all others wanted to finish their lunch first, and of course the younger son decided to be difficult at that moment. Eventually we had to leave the younger son at home with his grandparents while we belatedly rush the now well fed elder son to the hospital.

Only I didn't make it to the hospital, just before we got on to the main road wifey said she didn't need me so I walked home to deal with that unruly younger child. The ill behaved child who doesn't listen to me and ignores everything I said.

Not helping was the fact that I was suffering from IBS this whole day.

Yes, today's a really shitty day.

Breather

I wanted to write about how our government has shamed itself yet again, about my strong objection regarding Astro editing the BBC news, and how nice it was to go for a movie with wifey after so many years.

But I was swarmed these few days, I barely had time for dinner and sleep, let alone blogging. =(

You know, I really don't mind suffering from overworked withdrawal. Honestly, rather that than being overworked again.

>_<

Anyway, here's hoping I get to catch up with rest this long weekend, goodness knows I could use a breather.