Just Another Day

Yea. My previous entry spoke about another post that very nite. But as usual, it wasn’t meant to be. Too tired to post up another entry. Reason being??? I slept off as early as 8 that nite. I was attending a best mate’s wedding the nite before and the session dragged til 2 in the morning. I gotta dragged myself to work 2.5 hours later. Talk about hangover. This is the 1st time I’m into this kinda situation. ‘twas an absolute shocker, even to myself. But later on I told myself: he’s one of the 5 musketeers back in school days, I must be there on his big day, and the rest is history.

Couple of days later, got a call from a client. She started off with:

M: Me lar of ‘cos, who else?
S: Client.

S: You promised me that there’ll be someone calling me back last Friday but I haven’t heard even a rain drop from the person in charge. What's goin’ on here?

M: No way. You gotta be kiddin’ me, I left her a message and I followed it up with another email to her right at the very end of my conversation with yourself end of last week!

S: Like I said, nothing.

M: Ok, alright. I need you to stay with me now. I’ma call the person-in-charge now.

S: U better be.

Yea. That was the opening of it. The case was about some agreements/contracts paperwork that went missing but somehow the terms & conditions in that agreement were stil being imposed onto the client profile. The department involved made a fucking big mess outta it and I’m the stupid cockhead being caught in the middle of all these shit. Talk about tough luck.

Called the person in charge, bloody went into voicemail. Called her manager, same shit. So I had to make up some lame excuse to push the client away, at least for the time being. And so it goes:

S: I’m sorry but, can I talk to the manager please. Surely there must a manager that I can talk to now about this issue. It’s been 5 months since this issue started and it’s stil unsolved todate. Nothing against yourself but I’m deeply, deeply frustrated with this.

M: I did call up to the manager in charge but she was away on conference and will only back on comin’ Monday.

S: Well at least she has an email then? Gimme her email address, I’m going to bring this one up to higher level since you guys can’t do much.

M: but....but....but....but....

S: Just. Gimme. Her. Email. Address. Now. I’m going to send her an email after this and I’m going to copy you in. I do understand it’s not fault at all and you’re caught in the middle but I need to get this issue over and done with. Hope you understand.

There. That just made my fucking day, in a way. This is the best scenario whereby it has nothing to do with you, but you’re involved in it just because you’ve talked to her for that one time, one-FUCKING-time…and then she’ll be stuck on you for as long as the case is solved, done and dusted with. But sadly for me, it dragged for 5 bloody months. The agreement/contract paperwork is nowhere to be seen after much “efforts” by the department responsible with it. Sigh. It’s not your shit, but it’s somehow your shit, if you know what I mean, and you need to say nice things about it to cover that shit up for other people when it’s clearly not your fault. Well then, this kinda stuff do happen in all over the world especially in the field that I’m stuck with since those early days. Numb with it, but stil need a way to release it. Contradicting? You bet.

Before I continue with my entry, let’s take a one-minute-silent to those victims in Japan.

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Amen!

Recently a friend of mine just bought a ticket to the land of the rising sun. The booking was made way before all these but due to the natural disasters that happened to that country recently, majority of the tours were canceled. But she insisted on going evenafter all these. Reason?? The tickets are not refundable, in addition to that, she claimed that she has a certified paperwork from god-knows-who that it’s alright to proceed with the flight.

For fucking hell sake, that country is almost a wasteland now after all that happened, no one would even wanna book a flight there let alone you’re there just for a holiday?! Have you no brain? The value of your fucking life is lesser than a flight ticket to Japan?!?! If that’s not stupidity of the highest order, I don’t know what is.

Couple of days later, she finally conceded “defeat” to the trip ‘cos the travel agency informed her that the air ticket is refundable ‘cos of the disaster currently damaging Japan. Stubbornness to the max, seriously.

So I was attending a workmate’s farewell dinner this one fine day. Only few that are known & close to the workmate are invited, of course that include the humble me. Gotten shocking news during the dinner. I ain’t too sure what will the consequences be if I were to post this one up in here but then again, meh. Fuckit.

I’m sure y’all remember who’s dimwit & the other newbie in my current team rite? Got a friend that has very close relationship with someone working in the hiring department. Apparently both of ‘em dimwit & the other newbie have had their job applications rejected outright,twice when the hiring department gotten their paperwork. Yes. Both of ‘em! YES! Rejected, turned down, OUT-FUCKING-RIGHT!

It’s abit of miracle how the fuck can the two most useless, clueless, brainless people that I’ve encounter throughout my career would end up as a permanent employee in my team.

BOTH. IN. MY. BLOODY. FUCKING. TEAM!

Please, no questions. I do not have the slightest idea how did it even come to that. No one does. The only person that can have the “empowerment” to “revive the deads” is none other than Motivator. Please do not quote me on this, if a supervisory level, like Motivator himself is opening up a position, he has the utmost authority to do anything he wants ‘cos he’ll have the final say on who to come aboard and who’s not to. Seriously,




One of my best mates bumped into my team’s previous supervisor recently. He knows what’s the happening in the office. Owh he knows. Partly it’s due to my humble blog here. Thank you very much. Partly is due to there are eyes and ears everywhere in the office. Period. He said this to my best mate:

Dude, get the fuck outta there if you can.

That’s the only sentence that he uttered. Short, simple, direct. It’s pretty much self-explanatory didn’t it? But easier said than done.

If you don’t want anybody to know what you doing, better not do it. ‘cos it’ll be revealed somehow, someway, someday. It’s just a matter of time that all those shits will be uncovered and the shits will be spilt all over the places. And here I pray to the one above, please let THAT DAY come sooner.

On a sidenote, I was involved in a project management course recently. Not too sure how the hell did I get into that thing. All I did is just passed a test, and attended a crashed course for a measly 2 hours, and then I’m supposed to come out with a problem identifier. To be frank, I’ve been through it before with the previous manager. Even though ‘twas just an hour course previously, the thing that my ex-manager was able to covered is more than the facilitator able to cover during that 2 hours. Not belittling it, ‘twas a good tool to be used in anyone’s career in just about any field but for now, I just don’t have the time to it.

Now, I do understand the fact that time is in one’s own hand, just like destiny. But I’ll need to have time for both my personal & work, for now. People always raved about work-life balance, and that’s what I am intend to do.

‘twas quite a difficult decision to make. Once all is set & done. I took the courage to inform my mentor about this. Yes. A mentor has already been assigned to all of us. Yes. There are quite lotsa people participate in that course. I duly informed my mentor about it. He is ok with me withdrawing from the course, with a valid reason of course. He then advised me to let my current manager know about this.

Fair point to that. But as a manager, he’s too busy at times. Next day, my manager came to me when I was busy at work. He was kinda surprise why did I do that, and I duly explained to him. He took it well, understand what I want, and that was the end of the conversation on that topic. He knows what I’m doing, he has full confidence in myself, and vice versa of course.

Meh. Enough for this time. Spent a good 2 hours typing this one up. Just finished watching “Black Swan” earlier this morning. The only thing stands out in the whole show is the leading actress herself. Nothing notable other than that. Gonna watch “The King’s Speech” after dinner in 5 minutes time. Hope it’s not as sucky as “Black Swan”.

Til then.

Pissing Offs

Ahh, Friday. Motivator has taken a half day leave, so as to coming Monday. Therefore I’m having the luxury of doing this one from office. Was on a rampage mode 2 days ago after a stupid meeting session with Motivator and the team. Here’s how did it go.
On an early morning of Wednesday, the team was scheduled for a meeting with Motivator to discuss anything amongst us and of course for Motivator to share with us any updates on the company’s activities and whatever that is going to happen in the organisation.

There’s an old saying goes: Old habits die hard.

He started off with bullshits about the history of the nation. Then he started spouting on some irrelevant stuff. I mean seriously, why would someone be spouting this kinda bollocks on the opening of a team meeting??? You think we’ve nothing better to do? We’ve cases to work on, we’ve got customers to deal with, we got monies to be collected but here we are, stuck in this fucking unventilated room, listening to his bullshits. No, this time I didn’t stop him from doing so, just like my previous encounter with him on the outcome of my interview for the post previously. Not in front of the other workmates. He deserves at least a wee bit of respect, at the very least.

Yea. All bullshits done. A good 15minutes wasted on that kinda bollocks. Here comes the core reason for the team to be here. Sharing of results and whatver updates that needs to be discussed has commenced. Then came the part what I hated the most. No asking y’all to guess, just read the fuck on.

Now, just to give you an insight on what me and the team is doing on a daily basis. We’re a team that calling up our customers to ask for payment owing to the company. Yeah. That’s what we are.

Recently the organisation has implemented that we need to add an extra sensitivity onto all our customers, both internally & externally. This team of us has previously being preached about doing this but the leaders have always be able to push away this idea from being implemented to the team, and ‘twas being pushed away so, “professional” way. To those who are reading this part, you lots are genius. But with Motivator in charge, he’s been a bloody “Yes Man” to whatever the management has come up with. He has absolute no objection nor rejection at all whenever the management came up with something that doesn’t bode too well with the team. All he ever said was “yes, yes” and “absolutely, you’re right.”

Owh, for fucking hell sake. Do you even have your brain in your head? I’d have employed a robot instead of you. The team collecting monies from customers needs to be polite while pursuing them for payment. Yeah. Talk is cheap. Try that out, and tell me how difficult it is when you’re telling those debtors the below:

I’m so sorry that you couldn’t pay us back the money. I feel sorry for the condition that you’re in now. Allow me to transfer your file to our authorised outside creditors company to proceed with your payment arrangement ya?

Instead of the above, we can do the below.

You can’t pay? If that’s the case, we’ll transfer your case to outside agent for ‘em to deal with you directly.

See the difference?? One is simple and direct. On the other hand, one is the “extra sensitive” as emphasized by the organisation. We will not get anywhere further if this piece of “extra sensitive” shit is being implemented to the team. The previous leaders have pushed this notion off times and again. But it seems like there won’t be third time a charm anymore. Motivator is quite adamant *in a way* that this rule will be included in the team. This is pissing me off No.1.

Fine. Onwards with 2nd agenda of the team meeting. The person who gotten the new role in the team was in the meeting as well. Yeap, the bitch with the breakfast budget. She was in charge in taking down notes and perhaps share a thing or two on the meeting. There’re discrepancies among few departments that we ‘re dealing with on a daily basis. Motivator has decided to call for a meeting among the leaders of respective departments for a process alignment. Before he goes for the meeting which will be held anytime this month, he has asked for the team’s opinions on any shortcoming on other teams. The team and I shared quite lotsa points on it during the meeting itself. However, she, who took notes during the meeting has sent off another fresh email out today asking us for any thing we would like to highlight to her before the above meeting.

Bitch, where were you during the meeting? Perhaps you were in there physically but not your mind/soul? But you were there with your notebook and you were scribbling something onto it? What are those??!!! And you are sending this kinda email?! For crying out loud. Seriously, I’m doubting the management decision now for choosing this bitch with a breakfast budget to handle that new role. I’ve been having that kinda doubts since the day I left this company more than 5 years ago but I never thought this will happen again even after so long.

Meh. Fuck that. That was pissing-me-off No.2.

Right. Meeting’s over. That was torturing. Yea. Every single fucking time of the meeting was torturing. Reason? There’s only one reason, the presence of Motivator is a torture itself. It’s an eyesore. Sometimes I had a feeling that he just die. Just fucking die already. Now, this notion of him dying brought back my memory during the meeting. He started off the meeting with a lil’ story of himself went to one of the historical state within the nation for a short trip during the weekend. He spoke of how his vehicle’s tyres wore off and he nearly met with an accident after that. During that point, I told myself:

FML! And you’re still standing in front all of us now?!?!?!? Shit!

*for the benefits of those who doesn’t know what FML means, it the acronym for “FUCK MY LIFE”*

Yeah. After the meeting with the team, Motivator has a bi-weekly meeting with another manager to discuss more on those cases that we handled on a daily basis, in search of improved, enhanced ways to stimulate better results. Most of the time the meeting wouldn’t bode to well for him, simply because he just can’t answer all the bombardments that are being hurled onto him by the manager. ‘twas the same thing again these days. The pissing-me-off No.3 is this. He came out after the meeting with the manager, as usual after bombardments, asking us those Qs that he unable to reply to the manager over the phone. He coupled it with a “solution” that the whole team doesn’t agree upon with, and that was HIS solution to the problem, not ours. How can one decides for the team without general consensus? Think this Is the end of it?? You are owh-so-fucking-wrong! Here comes pissing-me-off No.4 in one day.

Motivator mentioned there were quite a number of flaws in the way the team works now, hence errors and mistakes happen here and there, which will caused “greater concern” for both internal & external customers. As a result, he and the new bitch in her role have dug out those old cases that met “their” criteria and both of ‘em are going to share to the whole teammates, individually. C’mon,

What the fuck are you 2 black faggots tryin’ to do?!?!?!

By doing this, the team morale will deteriorate to lower ground than it already is. What’s the point in digging out the past records just to justify your own agenda? Again,

What’s the fucking point in doing it??

Does he really intend to dismantle the whole team?

Does he really wanna build his own crony herein this department? ‘cos right now, he has got 3 underlings that are siding him when critical times come, and coincidently all these 3 underlings of his have featured in my blog as well, namely dimwit, bitch with breakfast budget and the newbie in my team, and of course not forgetting Motivator who complete the list.

One day full of pissing off moments. Can’t stand it anymore, but I didn’t give 2 shits about it, ‘cos the very Friday after these happenings, I went down to the historical state for a friend’s farewell trip. A good friend, a mate indeed.

This post was meant to be up the very evening after the incident happened last week. But as usual, the lazy me opted to post this one up now. In case of any disjointed stories or grammars or spelling mistakes, please. My sincere apologies. *Fuck me, I'm saying sorry in my own fucking blog.* I don't even bother to do spell check and all. Spell check are for faggots.

Another entry comin' up later tonite. Stay tuned.

Long Awaiting......

It’s been awhile since I post an entry in here. ‘twas both lazy and busy at the same time. Anyways, lemme take you for a ride now. I’ll lay it all down in this one post today. It’s long overdue now.

My last post was about the bowl issue. Finally that bitch returned the bowl to our team. And guess what, it ain’t the fucking same bowl that we’ve lent to her previously!! See below attached for your easy reference.



Please feel free to compare the picture above with the one I posted in previous post. See the difference? You must be blind if you can’t spot the difference between the 2 bowls. Get an eye-check for fuck sake. The supposed date for that bitch to return the bowl was on that Friday. But she didn’t. instead, she brought the bowl on the very Monday after that. I thought to myself:

It’s still a bloody bowl. So who gives a fuck?!

So I returned the “bowl” to the real owner. At one glance, the owner already knew that this bowl which was just returned to her is not the one that was borrowed over to the bitch. She duly took it. She has lost all hope and faith in getting the original bowl back. Getting something similar is consider ain’t that bad of a luck after all.

There. Problem solved. Onwards with the next agenda.

Like I mentioned in my previous post back. One of my workmates has chosen to leave the current post due to whatever fucking reason that I don’t care about, hence the post is vacant. Everyone in the team has been pestering me every fucking day and nite to apply for the post. I kept on saying and repeating these words:

I’m still thinking

I’m considering.

See how.

Wait, not yet dateline.

Relax, stil got time.

I’ve made up my mind couple of days after the resignation was tendered, it’s just that I tend lay low in light of these things as I don’t wanna create a ruckus outta this. So what are you gonna do if told you that I’ve applied for it? Can you tell me that I’ll be getting the job for sure? What does it really matter to you if I didn’t get the job then? You won’t feel a pinch even if I don’t get it. I’m matured enough to differentiate right and wrong, to dos and not. So stop pestering me on every single fucking opportunities that arises. I have my own brain. I know what to do. I’m more than you could imagine. I’m just acting retard. You don’t know what’s more inside of me.

So, I can still remember the dateline for the vacant post was on Monday. Since Monday was usually busy once the clock turns at 8 in the morning, I chose to startup my application once I stepped into the office, which is 2.5 hours before that. Well, that’s the time that I’ll be starting my work daily from Monday to Friday. The application was easy as pea I’ve saved my profile in it and all I need to do is just kept on clicking “Next” and “Continue”. Not much of a hassle. The application process took me less than 15 minutes as I’ve done it previously at home. Yea. To those who don’t know about applying from home, I feel sad about you. Why do it in office with all eyes on you when you can get all the necessary stuff uploaded and prepared at home, and then return to office and proceed with the finishing.

Fuck that shit. So when time comes, I went into the room for interview. The interview went smoothly. Nothing much of a interview. To me, the interview process is just another bullshitting session. A session where you gotta sell yourself like an attention whore, telling ‘em interviewers how good are you, how you deal with problems, situational examples, and all those shit. All in all, you need to do your best to impress them, like those in American Idols, of course with sheer quality in it. The interview lasted for about 30-40 minutes. Piece of cake really. To be frank, I didn’t even specifically prepare for the interview as I’m more than familiar for the post that I’m applying for.

1 week later, got called into the meeting room by Motivator. I know what’s coming for me at that time. Acting like a retarded fuck, I walked into the room, waiting for the decision.

Started off with standard “opening”, with his brilliant bullshitting skill, he talked ‘bout this and that. I wasn’t really concentrating. My mind has flown away to god-knows-where. 10minutes passed with him spouting out rubbish after rubbish but yet to come to the final outcome part. I stopped him, saying:

Dude, stop! Outcome, now!

There. Exact 4 words from me for the whole time I was in the meeting room, together with Motivator and another team supervisor same rank as Motivator.

Laughing like stupid fucking black whore, Motivator finally came out with:

You didn’t get it, ‘cos you’re over-qualified for the job.

That’s all I wanna hear, and I thought I can get on with my job. But no. Both of ‘em held me in the room and talked to me on the prospect of the division expanding and other “formality” stuff.

Sigh.

Again, I feel like I’m being treated like a kid. Once more, I’m more than you can ever think of. So don’t tell me what I can do, and what I can’t do, and what I should be doing. Ignorant? Nah. Over-confident? Not a slight bit. I know my stuff. So, don’t ever, EVER fucking underestimate my capabilities. I’m just acting like retard in the office. There are times for you to shine, there are times for you to lay low. For me, I tend to lay low all the time. Never want to stand under the limelight for once.

The word of that week was OVER-QUALIFIED. Eversince the news broke out, the team has been using the word in our inter-departmental messaging device as well as emails. Fucking hilarious it was. I for one was almost choked while drinking plain water checking through the emails.

By the way, a girl from the other team has gotten the job. Yea. The same girl that has her bloody breakfast budget of one twenty. Then I started counting:

She joined the team back in mid-year of 2010, had 2 months’ off ‘cos of delivering a baby. Now it’s Mar2011. ‘twas merely 7-8 months that she was with us. For as far as I know, one needs to be at least 1 whole year in current role prior moving up the ladder. What’s going on here?! I’ve no fucking idea. Don’t ask me. It’s either the rule has changed, bent, or Motivator has changed it, bent it to let her get the job. Ain’t going details on this one ‘cos it ain’t worth my time typing it all. Good luck on your new role, bitch.

Just when I thought this is over, the team started to beleaguer me on another thing. A higher position in an entirely different department. Owh my fucking GOD! Please save me from this shit!

Like I mentioned before, I’m more than you ever can think me capable of. The plan was to applying for the role current taken up by that one-twenty-bitch. Beat the dateline, went for the interview and see how it goes. I gave myself options:

• a) If bitch’s position interview successful and I got the job. So it shall be. I’m gonna be there for the next 1.5 years-2years before I moved on to higher level. Monetary wise, it’s more than what I’m getting.

• b) If I don’t get the job, I will go on and apply for the next post, which has a dateline til the 1st week of this month.

There. My plans. These thoughts have long planted in my mind since the day the news on the other post broke out internally within the company.

Went for a few parties eversince that. Got dragged to a few corners on all parties, each of ‘em congratulating me for not getting the bitch’s post. Haha. For the 1st time I’m getting congratulated for not getting a job successfully. But I know what they meant. Call me sour grapes or whatever, I attended the interview for the sake it, so as to applying it. My mind was pretty much set on the 2nd post. Not that I’ll get it for sure but heck, at least I can get the fuck outta current team. Had enuff of it, needed something new.

I think the above pretty much gave you, my fellow readers on whether have I applied for the 2nd post or not. If you still can’t figured out that, just fuck yourself off and go die far-far away please.

Returned from a farewell trip for a workmate hailed from the land of football yesterday. Fucking exhausted but ‘twas an awesomely awesome trip, with the right mix of people and not forgetting the most important thing: excessive dosage of alcohol in place, ready to pop anytime.

Needed a rest now. Till then, it won’t be long til the next entry.