Life of A Call Centre Agent

This Morning

2011-07-27T20:54:00.000+08:00

Something happened this morning that really irked me off. Just wanna get this off my chest once and for all.

Those who know me, my work starts goddamn early these days. As time goes by, I’ve got used to the timing, so as to my body clock. So as usual, I’ve gotten my lazy ass up my comfy, stinky yet full with “flavor” bed, prepare to go work.

Every morning, I’ll take the same route from my house to work regardless of weather, traffic condition.

But when I got to the very corner to a small road just right outside of my house, there were couple of local authorities setting up road blocks for some god-fucking-know reasons, as early as 5 in the bloody morning.

Yeah. You saw what I typed. 5 in the fucking morning!!! Haven’t they got anything better to do in this wee hour rather than setting up road blocks???

I was in a rush. I was thinking to myself, I ain’t done no wrong, I’ve got all the paperwork with me. The car is in perfect shape, there shouldn’t be any problem of me getting through these pile of dung in front of me.

As expected, got stopped, checked, but was advised to pull over, quite rudely by that i-think-he’s-junior local authorities. Reason?? I didn’t get my seat belt on.

Incensed by his attitude, I pulled over. I have this thought in my mind that I ain’t giving anything to him but my paperwork. If you wanna gimme a piece of that shitty summon, please get on with it. I haven’t got the luxury time to talk about it at this wee hour. I’ve got a job to do downtown and I don’t wanna be late for it.

Then came a different local authorities, which I think he’s more senior than the previous cock-sucker-junior. Checked through my vehicle, both internally and externally, came over me and the below conversation illustrated:

M: Yours truly
S: Senior

S: Good morning, Sir.
M: *stil abit pissed* morn’.
S: Where are you heading this early hour, Mister?
M: *you think you’re the only one working at this wee hour?? Me too, you fuck-tard!* Work, gonna be starting in next 25minutes, and will be late if you haul me off here, wasting more time.
S: Rite. Where’s your office?
M: Downtown. *given him full address, sarcastically*
S: Do you know that you didn’t have your seat belt on, that’s why we have you pulled over?
M: *seriously, you’re not even traffic police, by the book, you have no rights to ask me to do that*. Yea. Sorry ‘bout that, ain’t got the time to do so since I’m rushing and it’s so early in the morn’.
S: Rite, please remember to have your seat belt in future, yea? Here I return your paperwork.
M: OK. Got it. Thanks.

That went well.

Believe in karma, you give people shit, you get the shit back in your face.

Do not do what you don’t want onto others, for that will come back to haunt you one fine day.. and karma’s a bitch.

Fuck!? What the hell am I babbling about now??!?! Scrap that, ignore it. That wasn’t meant to be in here. Geez.

Sped off after the road block in early hour. Reached office just in time, 3 minutes before my actual work hour start. Godamnit. Was rushing like a mad dog after that road block.

Old Me

2011-07-26T21:07:00.001+08:00

Another 2 weeks have passed since my last entry. If you remember what I typed in the very last paragraph of it, I said I’ma take a step back and “review” the sole purpose of this cyberspace of mine.

Well. I came to a conclusion. I chose to return to the sole purpose of this place. Rant, but in a different way. For things that I’ve spouted for the past year on Motivator and his buncha cronies, let it be gone with the wind. Yea. He doesn’t worth the space, the time, the energy of mine in here.

Got a big one here that I’d like to share with ya’ll though.

I’m sure all my readers are a card member yourself. Regardless of the card type, you are an owner of a plastic issued by financial institution. There will be times that you really need to speak to someone, a human voice, non-machine operated voice system to clear things up, there will be time that you just can’t figure out why on earth is this entry bloody appearing in your monthly statement. Hence, the job of customer service are available all across the globe.

The below is an excerpt of a conversation that one of my dear friends has encountered recently that will really ticks you off. Trust me, it will. Enough with bullshit, let’s get this thing rollin’.

A: Agent
C: Caller

*The call opening & verification bullshit are a must in this industry, so I’ll just skip it*

C: I want to have the imposed fees being written off immediately.
A: Of course......*was abruptly ended by caller*
C: How dare you impose such fees onto my account?! You do not know who you’re dealing with here. You DO NOT know at all. Do you know am i? Do YOU know who am i?!
A:*checking client’s profile in the system*Yes Mr C, you’re the vice-president of the company.
C: Owh, don’t even mentioned it. It’s just a mere title. I don’t care about that at all.*then why on the flying-fuck did you asked at the first place?!*
A: ...........
C: Tell me, do you drive?
A: No.*in actual fact, this agent does drive.*
C: No wonder. Keep sitting your big bloody fat ass on that seat you’re having now. You’re just an ordinary, worthless scum agent working in a multi-national company, earning peanuts monthly. You have no rights to do this to me. In the end, you’ll be a failure in your life, a disgrace to your family. I feel shame on your family’s behalf.
A: Mr C, we are both educated people. I will help you if we were to discuss over the issue at hand rationally……… * was abruptly ended by caller….again…fucking hell?!*
C: So?? I’m your customer. You did wrong, I’m entitled to vent my disappointment and frustration over the shitty service that you’ve provided me, and don’t Mr Mr me…I’m not done yet. How come I never receive any statement so far??
A:*checking records while this bugger kept on with his antics over the phone* Mr C, your card account has been enrolled into paperless statement.
C: WHAT!!!!!???? Since when?? I never asked for this!!! I never opted for this!!!! I did not enroll into this AT AAAALLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!
A:*if only there’s a sharp object around, this caller is dead on spot* Erm, your account has been enrolled into paperless since the day you apply for the card.
C: No! No! No! No! No! You’re wrong. I didn’t do it. I don’t know who did it but I didn’t authorize anyone from your company to do it. Seriously, your company is making my life a living hell. I’m still wondering why did I apply for your card at the first place.
A: ..........
C: I don’t know what you do. I don’t care what you do. I’m interested in how you do it. You better fix this for me immediately. I WANT PAPER STATEMENT TO BE MAILED TO MY DOORSTEP EVERY MONTH!!!!!! YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!? I WANT PAPER STATEMENT!!! *this motherfucker got a real brain problem. Can't even fix your own financial stuff, and putting the blame onto the agent. So much so for a Vice President. Pffft*
A:OK. It’s done and effective after tonite. You will be receiving PAPER STATEMENT in your next month’s statement.
C: Jesus Christ. The hell have I gotten myself into. Piece o’ shit.
A:*normal call closing bullshit*
C: Not anymore. The damage is done. There’s nothing much you can do for me anyway. Only thing you can do is improve yourself as a human being in your life and stop being a burden to your family and to this society. Bye.

Now, tell me this: How many of you can take this in? How long would you be able to withstand these constant verbal assaults, which somehow got your family and yourself dragged in??

This guy would’ve been drop dead on sight the moment he hang up the line on me. I gotta admit, I’m quite temperamental if things go against me without a valid reason. I’ll go berserk if things go haywire and I’ve no idea why is that so. Since this is my kingdom, I’ll give this motherfucker a piece of my very own warning. If that warning is not being heeded, I’ll hang up the line on this piece of worthless garbage.

Here’s an alternative to the conversation above if I were to get to that stage when the above agent somehow “warned” the caller:

M: Yours truly
C: Caller

M: Mr C, we’re civilized and educated people. Please allow me to settle your problem once and for all here. I can’t do much with you [insert your own choice of words here] me.
C: *kept on and on and on and on*
M: Mr C, again. I strongly urge you to mind your language here as we’re all civilized people.
C:*kept on and on and on and on*
M: Mr C, I’m repeating myself here. Please, do mind your language as we’re all educated and I’d like to have your issue resolved once and for all.
C:*kept on and on and on and on*
M: Apologies Mr C. I’m afraid I have to hang up your line. Perhaps you can call us back when you have calm down, then we can talk and resolve your issues at and rationally. *hang up line*

Easy? Hopefully for ya’ll. But I’ve done this before, and I clearly remember ‘twas 15minutes after I dragged my sorry ass into the office, into my own cubical, my own “kingdom”, and this type of call has gotta my first call of the day. And I thought to myself: what a great way to start my day.

There’s a fine line in between customer service and personal abuse. Be clear on this. I’m not advocating you gotta do this e-ve-ry single time you come to this state, but at least get your immediate supervisor’s acknowledgement prior doing so. Let them know of the situation. There may be ramification/aftermath if such is done without ‘em knowing it.

Then again, I always uphold this motto throughout my entire life *sounds so old, damn* in this industry:

Whoever put the phone down first, is the loser.

It’s just some kinda psychology effect I have to myself, to sooth myself so that I won’t be a mad man cursing aloud in the office right after one nasty call. Although I stil do it every now and then.

There. A post that has been sorely missed since god-fucking-knows when. This is supposed to be the real content of my blog, the real purpose of me started this blog. It’s back! I’m back! I’ll be posting another interesting story tomorrow, a story that happened earlier today.

I promise.

It' Been A While....for the Umpteenth Time.

2011-07-11T21:39:00.000+08:00

My-oh-my, it’s been awhile, ladies N’ gentlemen. Yeap. Since my last entry during the visits of the VVIPs til todate. Nothing much to rant about. Reasons?? Well, it’s just same ol’ dipping shit, but on a different day.

Much has happened since my last post. People leaving, people dying, earthquakes everywhere, snowing on a bloody desert, tsunami. Well, sidetracked abit. Can’t stand this kinda nature in this world. *Why am I feeling like this all of sudden??* I’m trying to restrain myself from posting Motivator and the gang anymore ‘cos any post about any of ‘em are just seems never ending. It’s kinda frustrating to work this group of people who thinks they know everything but they know jack-shit-all in actual fact.

Was having few decisions-making dilemma between now and then. Ever since the “over-qualified” incident, I tend to look for way outta this shit hole as much as I can, provided opportunities arise. Been to couple of those interviews to gain experience. Not that I don’t know how to get through these interviews but each attempt ends in failure as there were much better candidates than me that were applying the same post. Meh. Fuck that.

The toughest came around when there was an agent post that I kinda fond of. It’s works similarly like Sherlock Holmes of the modern days. Or to those who are into US dramas, think of CSI series, and you’ll think of this team. Not that I’m exaggerating but, that’s how that team works. Eventhough it’s a normal agent post but I kinda wanted a change for good. Some of you maybe asking:

“Why would you wanna jump from an agent level job/team to another agent level job/team?? Are you fucking retarded?”

To be frank, it’s ‘cos of Motivator. I’m stil doubting his abilities *oh wait, has he ever got one to start with?*

Before I submit my application, I scoured, surveyed around to the team that I was interested to get into. I have a very healthy relationship with all of ‘em during the course of my day-to-day job function. They seems to pretty receptive over my intention. The leader of the team happens to be my teammate back then and she has since developed. Hence I had a casual chat with her on my proposition. She mentioned it generally that, well…in a hindsight, she kinda hinting that I don’t apply for it simply for the sake of getting the fuck outta my current team, or more specifically, Motivator. Yes. She’s a loyal reader of my humble blog too. In case you’re reading this, yea. I changed my mind after our casual chat in front of the fast food chain at the lobby. Thanks again. I think my anger & frustration towards that words-can’t-describe son-of-bitch clouded my decision-making capabilities back then.

Things move on from there. As much as I bloody hate Motivator to the bones, I acted as if I will succumb to all his requests/demands/questions. Even more-so that I gotta do this on daily basis. It’s kinda tiring at times. I’ve been checking on our internal recruitment page every single-fucking-day to see if there are any “opportunities” that I can get the hell outta this god forsaken place. Yeah. Read my lips.

I.Fucking.Hate.Him.

Beginning of last month, a new manager arrives in town. From a country to the west of my place of origin. I ain’t sure why the influxes of those bloody black people from west side recently. It has been like that since few years already. This is only applicable to those higher management positions. The classic case was when one of the local supervisor was place as temporary manager during the interview process. The whole floor thought that she maybe the perfect to get the job. However to everyone surprise, the management dropped a bombshell by announcing the position was given to this new bitch from the west side.

Seriously, I just don’t get it why on earth is our centre herein this country is being “invaded” by those bloody “legal immigrants”. Yea. I’m kinda racist in this situation. So?? Sue me then. Bloody goddamnit! is our centre here short of capable candidates to take up the role? Is our centre here not upto the level of expectation? Then what is those management’s expectation to that position(s)??

Again, I’ve sidetracked. Apologies. Once I’ve started typing, there’s no stopping it. I ain’t sure when will this ends. Anyways, eversince this west side fat bitch arrives, she gives me an impression of wanting to talk in all possible ways that she can think of and she wanna do everything her way eventhough the existing workflow has been there for ages. I know a change will do us good but to change the never-changed-before stuff will be a very big ask for us.

Went to a couple of conference calls with West Side bitch. All she ever did during the whole session was talk, talk, talk and talk but no action. Much like our local government: excelled in talking, but lacking in actual implementation. Which makes me to conclude this:

B-tards & bitches from the West Sides are all talkers, they ain’t do-ers. Good in spouting lotsa bullshits, but never do their work. They’ll be able to talk/discuss/negotiate things to the level of unthinkable. They can bring you up to heaven using their mouth, and they can bring you back to earth, and then down to hell within a blink of an eye, by using their mouth too! With that being said, I shall just leave this here and let your imagination runs wild, my fellow readers.

Never like those west side people since.

The above rants were supposed to be up about 2 weeks ago, but due to “foreseen” circumstances, it’s delayed until now.

Recently Motivator has behind the team’s back more often than before, trying to find our “deficiencies” as to how we’re finding Breakfast Budget Bitch’s. the emails that he sent out more often contain of “vicious” attack to the team than telling the team to do our stuff. I ain’t siding on anyone here but instead of “taking care” of the Breakfast Budget Bitch’ stuff, he chose to nosing around for our shortcomings. This happens not once, not twice but quite often during my absence from this blog space of mine.

Another ticking point really flared me up this noon. Here I was, sittin at my own “kingdom”, playing around with my “precious toy” for about 7-10minutes. Well, my tasks were done for the day. Not much to do, I can’t be running around the workplace like a mad dog, I can’t walk over to other departments to “flirt” around with other workmates, so what-the-flying-fuck am I suppose to do? I chose to STFO and play with myself. *Suddenly, this sounds so wrong, ain’t it? STFU ~ Shut The Fuck Up*

No making a single sound, I can even hear the sound of a pin drop if there ever is. This no-good-son-of-a-black-bitch said:

Stop playing with your phone.

Seething from these words, I glared at him, nodded my head, and continue playing with my “precious”.

Yeah. The whole team knows that I’m the most difficult for him to handle ‘cos I’m too much for him. I was planning to have a talk with a manager earlier today. But without me knowing, the director is in town. So, I abandon the idea. Just before u say anything, just read on from here, a’ite??

I’ve no plan to raise this issue upto the higher level, ‘cos it’s not necessary, yet.

I stil think the “messages” that I’m gonna send across to a “friend” will be heard and hopefully it will save the current “state” that this Motivator and the team is in, and I'm in no way trying to be a hero to the team.

Think this is the end of it? You are owh-so-fucking-wrong-wrong-wrong!!!!

It’s been the tradition of the team that all breakfast/lunch/short break are self-managed, just as long as there are enough headcounts covering the floor, not forgetting there’s another team sharing the exact same line with us. So there shouldn’t be any issue on this one.

Ain’t too sure which black bitch hits Motivator’s organ, he was adamant that there must be at least 2 headcounts on the floor at any point of time.

Now, this maybe just my own speculation. There was an ad-hoc meeting with the new manager aka West Side Bitch back then. This break issue was in the “agenda” as well. ‘twas this bitch’s ingenious idea that there must be 2 headcounts at any point of time. But some odd reasons this “ingenious” plan was called off. From what I heard, it seems like one of the leaders had a heated argument with West Side Bitch on this issue. Like I said, speculation. Don’t quote me on this.

Eversince this broke out, this dick-Motivator has adopted this idea. i’ve no idea why on earth did he do what he did or has he any brain at all to decide what to do and what not to do? Is he trying to start a revolution now by changing everything, bit-by-bit??

The atmosphere of the team is at an all-time-low now. He’s picking the mistakes outta everyone of the team and refused to admit the mistakes done by his latest recruit, the Breakfast Budget Bitch.

I’ll just suck it up for this week since the director is in town. I WILL go ahead with the talk plan I stated earlier next week.

Enough for now. I’ve dramas to catch. I’m getting on with my life. I’ll putting up couple more posts very soon. Much has happen since my last post back in April.

EDIT: Just read through, found out that the original purpose of this ranting place of mine has deviated. So much so has happen since the beginning of this blog til now. I think I should take a step back and "review" the whole thing soon, very soon.

Happenings

2011-04-10T16:52:00.001+08:00

It’s been awhile since my last post, and guess what, I’m doing this from office. Yes. I’m in the office on a fucking Sunday. Workmates in this team will come into office during the weekend once a while due to heavy workloads at times. Like I said, “at times”. Not all the time. Suddenly I feel the “motivation” to put this one up, so as to summarize what has happened between now and then. Let’s av itttt!!!!

Continuing from my previous entry, ‘twas about the movie King’s Speech. The leading actor fucking deserves the award. The show was awesome, jawdropped, at least for me that is. It’s way better than the stupid swan movie though. In case you haven’t watch the show yet, please, go watch it!

The very week after my last post, the team had a meeting with who else but Motivator. The meeting was solely discussing on the quality of our department’s call.

Like I’ve ranted previously, how do you expect a department that is chasing up debtors to pay us back the money owing to us with quality in mind? But hell no, this joker persisted with it and insisted to have this meeting/discussion or whatever the fuck you intend to name it, I don’t give a flying fuck on it anymore. During the meeting, ‘twas just like any other meeting that we had previously. But the content of the meeting was really what ticked everyone’s mind off. The team can’t do shit but to play along with it. I ain’t gonna rant about this thing anymore ‘cos I’ve done so in my previous posts. We’ve reiterated ourselves on this topic time and again ‘cos it’s just not practical for the team but he kept on with it. I don’t see a point on holding the meeting as well, ‘cos in the end he said that he has posted the same questions to the management about the team’s job function and that “rule” will not be suitable for the team. He further added that he’s awaiting the response from the management on that piece. Therefore, the meeting serves like a preparation for us just in case his “claims” rebuffed by the management.

Now, after all that we’ve been through since the day Motivator stamped his filthy, lil’ foot in our working area, I ain’t trusting a single word from his smutty mouth anymore. Maybe it’s just words to pacify us or perhaps it’s the truth but I’m having none of it.

So, couple of days later, the newbie (will be known as SadFace henceforth) that always portrait a sad face as if his house got burnt down the day before, has really put the team onto the tip of the boiling point. Errors after errors, questions after questions of the same topic. How long will it take before he can really absorb all that were being taught previously? What the fuck were you doing during the training? This newbie in the team was the one that got his job application resurrected from the dead. In case you don’t know what am I babbling about, please re-visit my previous posts then. the team has decided in unison to talk to Motivator about this matter. To the team’s surprise, Motivator agreed to our reasoning. After half an hour, Motivator pulled me over to another side, talking privately about this matter. He mentioned to me that he has seen & heard what SadFace has done as SadFace is sitting right next to Motivator and Motivator will be able to hear & see everything the SadFace did, just as long as Motivator has the time to sit on his place. Apart from that, according to Motivator, there has been numerous times that Motivator tried to back SadFace for the errors that he has made but the frequency of those errors are piling up til Motivator can’t afford the time to deal with it anymore. Hence he asked what can be done about this SadFace. I told Motivator that a possible swap with another guy from another team will be the viable option for now, but we need to ask his thoughts before everything is said & done. Hence, Motivator had a meeting with that guy. Couple of days later, the decision is made. The swap is going to happen but not with immediate effect. The guy who agrees to the swap is only going to join my team end-of-month due to transitioning matter. SadFace is to move over to the other team, which is the same team as DimWit immediately, so as to avoid anymore errors done to the team, which will affect the team’s overall performance.

Identical Look of SadFace in my Team.

Now, think this: DimWit is hired by Motivator.

SadFace is hired by Motivator.

Breakfast-budget Bitch [henceforth known as BB]is promoted by Motivator.

All 3 are facing problems performing in their current role. This is a fact that is well-known within the team but not made known to outsiders. It’s clearly visible. But, somehow, someway, ‘twas made in such that DimWit has receive couple of awards for his performance on his job. But the figures are different from what we’ve gathered. Something went wrong somewhere?? You be the judge on this one.

The very week after the swap was agreed upon, there were few VVIPs in town. For the first time in current employer’s history, there’re VVIPs from overseas stepping into our premises. I ain’t talking about directors, or vice president here. I’m talking about the person who is 2 levels below the CEO of the company is coming to town!!! Yeah. That’s how high up this person is. Knowing this, every single person in the company is fully prepared to embrace the arrival of this VVIP. There has been a couple of sessions being arranged for us to get upclose and personal with this VVIP in particular to voice out just about anything that we wanna ask, of course, those questions have gotta be relevant to those person of his stature and calibre.

Now, I aint’ no genius in this field but whenever one is up against a person of that stature, the kinda of question that you intend to post to him must be of some sense, or at least questions matching his “credentials”, if you know what I mean. Like for instance, you don’t ask a VP of a company, comin’ all the way from the headquarter for a market visit, a stupid question like:

Our building’s air-condition/ventilation system is not working. OR

There’s not enough car-parking space in the premise.

The above are just samples of what my fellow readers should be expecting. What I am about to post in the very next line and forth are stupidity of the highest quality that no one can compare.

1) We have problem getting in touch with that department.

2) There are flaws in the process map of our daily job function.

3) The air condition in this building is not working properly.

4) The other department is not treating our requests with utmost urgency as our client is chasing for it day-in day-out.

5) There are flaws in the process map of our daily job function. [again, the 6, 7, 8, 9 ,10 are of the same with this one currently at No.5.]

Owh. Come-the-fuck-on!

Have you no brain, you fucking twats?!

If you’ve got nothing better to say, just shut the fuck up. He, for fuck sake is 3rd in command in this Multi-fucking-National-Company, and all you twats gotta say are these?! If you have nothing better to say, just shut the fuck up and let those people with the art of talking do their stuff.

Now, the session was scheduled to be an hour. The above 10 questions were repeated all over the hour. My team’s representative didn’t even get the chance to open her mouth at all during that hour. She was infuriated the moment she got off the room. Swearing all over (well, literally) the team when we were discussing what happened in that room. There were 2 representatives from our team, each attending different session, both sessions ended up with the exact same thing: People askin’ retarded questions to the leaders, for the full one hour and our team’s representatives didn’t even get the chance to open their mouth.

Knowing this, I talked to Motivator about this and he was about to go for his session with the leader. Hence, we vented our “frustration” to him and relay the questions that we wanna to him, which later on I found out from him that he DID convey the message to that VVIP.

Phew! Talk about working with idiotic people under one roof, on a daily basis!

Well, on a sidenote, our director did come down accompanying the VVIP. The same kinda session was arranged, and the history repeated itself as well. The same senseless questions were being asked during the session, and the session ended just like that, full with nothing for the director to take away.

One of my mates, who was in the session couldn’t take it. He waited outside the room after the session for the director. He went up to the director that he as few questions to be posted to the director but due to time constraint he wasn’t able to. Without a doubt, the director permitted an additional session with my mate and couple more for them to voice out their obstacles in work.

Now, this “additional” session permitted by the director herself really brought fruit. Apparently both representatives from my team told the director lotsa things that she has no knowledge about and she was absolutely gobsmacked by those questions hurled at her that she needed time to investigate further before coming back with answers to the representatives from our team.

There. Asking relevant questions and the right time wasn’t that hard, eh??

Meh. Enough of this post, I gotta go now. I stil got a job to do tomorrow, for tomorrow is Monday, and I’m fucking famished now.

Til then.

Just Another Day

2011-03-20T18:28:00.000+08:00

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

2011-03-14T14:05:00.000+08:00

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......

2011-03-06T16:30:00.000+08:00

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.

The Story of A Bowl

2011-02-18T07:18:00.001+08:00

Gotten really pissed off this time around even though this thing didn’t happen to myself. Here goes nothing.

So, my department loves to eat, and also collecting stuff to eat. As the working environment is rather relaxing and we don’t need to hang on the phone all day long, hence we’ll have the “freedom” to do what we once our work is done for the day.

There’s this bowl is my department that is used to put all the ingredients, the seasonings, the salts and sugars we got from purchasing fastfood over the years. The bowl was almost full when someone from another team decided to borrow that bowl for just one nite on a event held by the club. She promised that she’ll return it to us the very next week after that.

The very same bowl that I'm ranting about in this entry

Fair enough. What harm will it do? Team work, or so we claimed it to be. The team decided to lend this girl a hand by lending the bowl over to her. Well, just a couple days top. No harm done. Hence, all the “ingredients” are being taken outta the bowl and off the bowl go.

The rest? History. Fast forward.

A month later, the bowl is still missing. So, our team didn’t bother to chase on it. It could be that she’s too busy to return to us or perhaps she has forgotten it due to whatever reasons it may be.

Come turn of the year. Stil no sign whatsoever from the girl that borrowed the bowl from us. Not a single word from her. I’ve decided to confront her and ask her for the bowl to be returned to us. It’s fucking ours! Guess what she said:

Owh, I’m so sorry. I really want to return the bowl to you but my dad *or father-in-law, I don’t give a shit* got admitted into hospital due to some illness and I haven’t been home for quite sometime. I stayed at my boyfriend’s house for couple of weeks already. I’ll definitely return the bowl to you once my dad * or whoever the fuck is* is recovered.

There. 1st excuse. She even used her father, or whoever the fuck she intended to use. It’s kinda low if you ask me. But, at that point of time, I wouldn’t know if is for real or if she’s hoaxing it. Fair enough. I’ll let it slide for this time around.

Another half month’s gone, hope all is well with her dad. Decided to chase her up again on this. She said to me:

Owh, it’s in my boyfriend’s car. Will you be in later in the evening? I can return it to you tonite.

For fuck sake, you’ve been working with me and you are fully aware of my working hours. And yet you throw this kinda stupid question to me. Have you got no brain?! Knowing me, there’s no reason for me to stay in the office til sunset. I would’ve been lying on bed by the time you go home, bitch. And so I said to her,

Don’t bother. You should know my working hour very well by now. Ask your boyfriend put the bowl at the back of my workplace, which is well covered by monitor and desktop. Alternatively, you know where I sit, just tuck it into my pedestal will do.

She said ok. There. SHE SAID FUCKING OK!!!!! It means that her boyfriend has the bowl, and she’s gonna return to me tonite when her boyfriend comes over, and it’s gonna be either inside my pedestal or behind my pc, well covered. So I should be expecting a bowl the very next morning then?

WRONG!! FUCKING WRONG!!!!

It didn’t happen. So I confront her again. Where’s the fucking bowl that you promised?!?!?

Owh, you were not there. So I decided to take it home first.

Another fucking excuse! What the flying fuck is in your fucking puny brain, bitch?!?!

Didn’t I tell you to put it inside my pedestal where I sit daily?! Or perhaps leave it behind?!?!?!

Yet she couldn’t understand a single word that I said. Getting pissed off, I waited for couple of days as I was busy with work myself.

Another week passes by, confronted here again. This time she told me this:

Ok. I’ve got the bowl with me now, but it’s locked in the departmental cabinet at the back of me but I don’t have the key. I’ll get it for you later.

Rite. She got the bowl with her and she’ll get it for me later in the same day.

Fine. At least the bowl is within the building. Give her a benefit of a doubt.

Another few days passes by, stil no sign of it. Gotten pissed off again, I hurled few negative comments via my twitter account, which I got it linked to be posted to a social website. I know for a fact that she has an account in that social website, so she would’ve seen the message I put through. She explained to me the very next on this:

I went to the club last nite. They said that the bowl at that club we hold the event was locked inside a DJ’s locker and the DJ only work on Wednesday and Thursday. Furthermore, I’ll get it passed to you this Friday *which happen to be TO-FUCKING-DAY! *

So last nite, again I hurled few vulgar comments on the social website again. Couple of minutes later, she tried to ring my mobile but I went asleep soundly right after I logoff. she then sent me a short message saying:

It’s me. I just call the club. They want me to go to the club & collect it in the evening as they are having some event and tonite is kinda busy.i’ll go tomorrow after work. If you don’t believe me, you may come along with me to the club to collect it. I’m not giving you excuses.

Erm. Rite. You’ve already lost your credibility, your trust. I personally don’t trust you anymore. I spoke to the owner of the bowl yesterday. Yeah, the bowl belongs to another workmate. I’m collecting it on her behalf. I can bet my life on this that if I never bother to chase the bowl up with this bitch, this would’ve gone unnoticed.

Anyways, side tracked abit. As discussed, we’ve decided that if she failed to return the bowl on Friday, which happened to be today, the bitch can keep the bowl for good, we just want the money back, and that’s the end of it. Period.

Ain’t too sure what will transpire later today. Keep you lots posted on this one.

Stay tuned!

Just Another Peaceful Day

2011-02-15T20:57:00.000+08:00

I’m back again. This entry was supposed to be up last week but…..ahh…skip the reasoning. Here goes nothing.

A workmate just threw the "ultimate letter" last week. Yeah. Reason behind? ‘twas a stupid reason to start with. Ain’t going in depth on this one, since this workmate of mine has made the decision, just let it be. We’re all adults now, one should be responsible for whatever decisions that he/she make in life. All I can say is good luck in your future undertaking, in case you’re reading this.

Ain’t no time for complaining/ranting now. Since this workmate has decided to “move on”, the position Is now vacant. Just had a word with both my manager & Motivator yesterday, apparently they’re opening up the position for those who are interested in applying for the vacancy. Whoever it is, good luck.

Tonite is gonna be some tale of the pictures, just to share with you lots.

This bowl of instant noodle was prepared for me by one of my workmates after much pestering and disturbance and “abusive words" being hurled to her. At the end, she succumbed to my “request” and made this for me. 'twas delicious. Well, when one is hungry, every food that is available will be delicious. This picture was taken at exactly 12 noon. Don't you worry, I know. I love you too!

This mug above is a gift, well, not exactly a gift. It’s more of a complimentary mug after we purchased the meal on promotion on that day. Reason why I post this one up is because of the uniqueness of the mug design. C’mon, I’m no artist or the likes of it but this one really caught my eyes. Hence it’s up here.

Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. The whole office was brimming with the air of love. Outta nowhere we were supposed to participate in this Valentine’s Day gift exchange event. Seriously, why would one wanna do that?! I'm already pissed with the whole idea of this Valen-fucking-tine Day being created/invented at the first place. I'm further incensed by the fact that I hafta buy gift(s) and giving out V-Day gift to someone you have no intimate feelings with, aside from professionally being “engaged” with ‘em all. Not that I’m being a party blooper or anti-social kinda bastard but this kinda stuff is meant to be done individually, showing your feeling by exchanging gifts on a V-Day really, really got me scratching my head. Here’s how it goes:

You gotta pick a name outta the bowl which contains lotsa names being cut into small pieces. Right, you got yourself a “valentine” to express your feelings with a gift. Sounds stupid on a V-Day? Yeah. It does. Whoever that came up with this gift exchange idea on a V-Day is really a no brainer. If it’s on a Christmas season, yes, I can understand that but to do that on a Vale-fucking-tine’s Day?! Seriously, better just scrap the idea. It’s just retarded. No one in the whole wide world will be doing a gift exchange on a Valen-fucking-tine’s Day.

Then again, everyone seems so keen onto this gift exchange thing. I had no choice but to ask one of my workmate to go down and get the cheapest gift available that strikes his eyes. There. Found it. A stupid cup, designed just for this occasion, got the gift, unwrapped, and I handed it over to the event organizer. There, my “job” is done. And in return, I got my V-Day’s gift. See below

It’s a set of Chinese chess In case you’re wondering what the fuck is this weird looking square box is. Took me sometime to open up the box. Thanks very much to the sender, whoever you are. But I gotta tell you this: where did you dig up this old box? It looked as if it’s being used time and again, or it’s been deserted at some corner or underneath your bed/closet for ages. It’s dusty, that’s why.

Irregardless, I opened it and had a go with another workmate of mine at work. Don't believe me?? See picture below again.

Today is public holiday for my country. I was supposed to be working, but I requested from Motivator that I needed a time-off as I’ve been working since the turn of the year without any break on weekdays. Request granted after much negotiations. Had a nice, and comfy day off without worrying anything, whilst doing absolutely nothing at home. Finish up some long overdue dramas and movies along the way. There. That’s what have been happening recently with me. No ranting, just some happy stuff. At least for me.

Celebration!

2011-02-09T10:29:00.000+08:00

G’day everyone. This entry was supposed to be up during the weekend but somehow, someway it got delayed til today.

Was rather busy for the past 2 days after return from our public holiday celebration over the weekend. But something broke out during that period. I’ve done something that I’ve not done before during this big public holiday celebration time.

Throughout the years, these type of public holidays are meant to be sitting duck at home, doing nothing but waitin’ for relatives to visit our house, and got asked by them on:

When are you getting married? **when the time comes, I’ll tell you.**

Have you got a dating partner yet? **again, please refer to above**

You want me to be a matchmaker? **thanks, but no thanks**

Not going anywhere since it’s holiday? **you won’t see me here, if I’m already out**

It’s the bloody same question year-in year-out with this buncha old fags. Don’t they get bored? If they’ve run outta things to say/ask, just shut the fuck up and enjoy the once-a-year reunion then. seriously, sometimes I’m abit annoyed by all these “traditional” stuff. Yea. Don’t like it, so sue me!

Anyways, back to my origin story of this entry. I’ll really wanted to get outta house for awhile, have a few drinks with best mates and forget fuck all about this holiday celebration. Call me whatever you like, the mood surrounding this public holiday celebration is incomparable to those days, back about 10 years ago. Back then, there are always time to celebrate, reasons to go back to my mom’s hometown to celebrate with the uncles and the aunties and the relatives who stay there since god-knows-when. This village is so full of natural resources, the hills, the sands, the bugs, the animals, the wells and everything else that you can think of a village. Simple, imagine Lord of the Ring’s hobbits living place. Yea. That should ring a bell. The celebration and the mood is owh-so-different without the feel of the hectic life in the capital town where I’m living in. everything is just slow, smooth, relaxing as times goes by. We can run up and down the hills, got splashed by the sand near the beach, which is about 30minutes drive from town et al. you get the drill.

Anyways, so 3 of us went off to a pub downtown for a drink. ‘twas initially for a few drinks. So, we went into a pub and ordered few drinks. Few minutes later, the security guard came and asked 3 of us for identity check, just to make sure we’re of legal age to consume alcohol. Got to know from my mates that this pub that we’re in currently just got raided 1 month ago ‘cos of some underage kids snuck in and my mates stayed overnight at the cop station on that nite, the very same nite that he celebrated his birthday. Talk about bad luck.

Of ‘cos, all 3 of us went through the identity check smoothly. But the fear of getting raided again on that nite really put us on our toes. Feeling insecure, we went on to another club few stores away to continue the nite. A club that never got raided eversince they starts open for business. The rest is history. We enjoyed the nite til 4 in the morning. 3 of us, consumed a bottle of hard liquor. Yea. 3 persons, 1 bottle. Talk about records, at least for me it is. ‘twas an unforgettable nite for me as I did it for the first time during this major public holiday celebration.

Little that I know that I was supposed to visit one of my workmate’s new house the very next day and the time to meet up was at 2 in the afternoon. I was only able to get my ass off the bed, slightly sober 15minutes before the time of meet-up. Goddamn!

There. A nite to remember, on a nite that I was supposed to stay at home and “entertain” those old fags that come visiting my house for the celebration.

3rd day after a wild nite last Friday and weekend. Hardly can adjust my body clock back to normal to work. Had a quick nap this morning for about an hour due to tiredness. Almost done with work at about 2 hours ago. Things are quite lively today ‘cos there’s not much work to do compared to past 2 days. ‘twas a full, busy past 2 days ‘cos of the enormous workflow in the team. 2 headcounts were stil on holiday leave and we were down to 4 headcounts, out of the full force of 6 usually. I was very surprised that I was deep into working and thinking when it’s about 15minutes to off work. That’s the 1st time ever since I joined this new team back in October last year that I’m so busy at work.

That’s all from me for now. Be back for more. Got a funny story to tell you lots in the next entry about a new gal in another team, within the same floor with me. Trust me on this. It IS gonna be funneh!

Second day of Public Holiday

2011-02-04T13:44:00.000+08:00

1st off. Happy holidays to all who celebrate it. This entry was meant to be up yesterday but due to “unforeseen circumstances”, I’m unable to. Now that I’m quite free in the office, here goes.

Rite. It’s public holidays herein my country I’m living in. public holidays without traffic. Therefore basement parking down in my office area cost us exactly 1 buck, which is the cheapest in town for an office area. Yeah, but basement parking only operates at 7am. For the poor me that start work at 2hours before, I’ll need to park my car elsewhere near office vicinity. When the clock hits 7am, I’ll need to get down to retrieve my vehicle and drive it into the basement parking.

You might wondering what the fuck am I mumbling about this kinda stuff on a public holiday. Heck, it’s my blog. Just read on, it’ll relates to the sole purpose of this entry. Trust me on this. I’ll never lie, EVER!

As I mentioned earlier, it’s public holiday for 2 consecutive days. The normal spot that my colleagues get their breakfast is not open. Hence, we’ll be starving to death without food. Being a kind person that I am, and always be, I offered to get ‘em breakfast whilst getting my car at a nearby restaurant which operates 24/7. Got the orders from workmates ready, off I go with another mate to buy those breakfast.

Head back to office with food, food, and nothing but food. Started to segregate the breakfast according to their requests.

Then, came a voice saying:

"Ei, why my breakfast is not cut? I thought I told you to cut it?"

Hearing this, I was stunned. I in turn said:

"Huh? I don’t know. I’m just responsible in getting it for y’all. Whether cut or not, I really don’t have any idea."

She, yes. It’s a bloody “she” persisted she ordered the breakfast to be cut upon ordering.

"Jesus, I specifically asked you guys to have it cut but it’s not. It’s troublesome."

And then she went on and on and on about her breakfast not being cut for the next 5 minutes while I busy chomping down my own portion of breakfast, totally ignoring her.

For crying out loud, it’s just a bloody breakfast, why the fuck would you be so particular about it? Just fucking stuff it into your fucking black, stinky mouth and shut the fuck up, would ‘ya?

But no, she’s kept it on and on. No one seems to bother and even fucking care to what she’s been mumbling and complaining about.

Seriously. Cut or not cut, what’s the difference?

Just in case you wanna know the difference of the breakfast that she’s been so particular about. Here’re some “illustrations” to it.

This is un-cut version of it. In full, complete piece.

This is the cut version of it, with sauce ready in it.

There. The only difference, if you know what I mean.

To top it all off, the bitch who has been making all these complaints is the exact same bitch that was complaining about her breakfast budget which I posted up few entries prior to this one. You may go ahead and read the previous one over HERE.

1st, breakfast budget.

Now, this. Seriously, doesn’t she have anything better to do than complaining stuff that doesn’t go her way? And this is only just breakfast. What about things that happen in her life that doesn’t go her way? I‘m seriously feeling pity to her hubby already. Whining and complaining every single fucking thing that doesn’t go in accordance to her liking.

Meh. Fuck off!

On a sidenote, it’s been 3months now since the latest newbie in my new department has settled down. He’s slowly crawled into my “Wall of Shame” and “Ignore List” already, apart from Motivator & Dimwit. Perhaps I’ll do it the next time then. If I were to do it now in this very same entry, it will be time consuming for me to type, and for you to read on.

Damages

2011-01-27T11:07:00.001+08:00

Today it’s about the tale of the pictures that I’ve uploaded. Nothing much to rant about. Perhaps in another entry.

So one fine day, I went out with my mom for holiday season shopping. Yeah. The big holiday coming up in early February. Mom called my on my mobile.

M: Mom
F: Me

M: Son, I wanna buy a water filter ‘cos the last one has died down few weeks back.
F: OK. But we can only do it after I’m done with my work on that day.
M:Ok.

Few hours later, went and pick her up and entered into a shopping centre nearby to check it out ‘cos according to those neighbours bitches the water filter that my mom wanted is available there.

Strolled around the shopping centre. Mom spotted an Induction Cooker to her liking, which deviates from her original purpose for the trip: water filter. Yeah. That’s women for you. They’ll never stick to their original purpose of going shopping at any point of time, regardless of age. Haha.

M: Son, I want this. Ask the sales person how much it is.
F: Yo sales guy! I want this. Talk to me on this. Gimme best price as well.

After rounds and rounds of explanation and negotiation, my mom finally made her decision on getting the a cheaper cooker. Then I told her this:

F: Mom. You’re gonna use this for long. If you wanna get one in case of you run outta gas, better get one that is with higher quality and durable and easier to operate. Yo, sales, get me this.

M: Woah, so expensive. You pay?
F: Ahhhh, yea yea yea. Let's go.
M: *evil smirks*

End result: see picture below.

Elba eic-2000 Induction cooker picture Cost me 300 bucks after 10% discount.

Ok. Done with this one. Off we go hunting for the sole purpose of going to this shopping centre: water filter.

Can’t find any ‘cos the model that my house is using all these while is already obsolete and the manufacturer doesn’t come out with any replacement for the model anymore. Then I told my mom:

F: Ma, get rid of the current one. It cost us just 90 bucks back then. it’s been years we’ve been using it and it’s already served it’s purpose. Time for a new one.
M: Hokay. I’ll go to downtown next week and get a new one, and then claim from your dad.
F: ……… *shakehead* facepalm*

There. 300 bucks gone in just about 15mins. That’s 300 on top of what I’ve fork out during our first round of shopping the very week before in time for the holiday celebration coming in February.

Reached home, meddlde with the induction cooker. Turn out to be “user-friendly” than anyone expected. Even my mom start using it every other hour since the day ‘twas “introduced” to our house. Talk about value for money.

Yesterday, I was desperate for a perfume as the last one ran out again. I blogged about this back in May 2009. See link HERE.

Wanted to get my hands on some brand that I’ve never try before and also something the smells abit fresh. So happen that one of my mates wanted to get a smartphone pouch for his newly acquired smartphone. Hence we set on a trip to get both stuff in one place.

Strolled down to a infamous shopping centre downtown after work. Walked around the shopping centre hunting for the stuff that we both wanted. Gotten to some phone accessories store, only to find out that they run outta stock for the pouch that my mate was looking for. He gave up rite after that as the shopping centre doesn’t have much phone accessories store. Hence we went on and scour around for my perfume fragrance outlets. After much testing and tinkling, I’ve finally opted for the below:

Left-right: Deodorant Spray~Shower Gel~Eau de Toilette

The package comes to gether with shower gel & deodorant spray and a bag as freebies and also few other miniature samples from the same brand, but different frangrances. See picture below.

Freebies 1 Left - Right: miniature samples of Bottled Night ~ White Edition ~ Element

Freebies 2: The Bag...the bag...THE BAG!!!!

Damage on yesterday’s shopping? Approximately 350. Yeah, but I do think it’s money well spent again. The last one I had lasted me for almost 2 years now. Wonder how long this one will last for 100ml.

Then off I go with my mate to a digital mall nearby to continue his search for the smartphone pouch. None of them have stock. Giving up, again. My mate opted to go to the official store and ask them on the availability of the stock and will go ahead and purchase it as he’s a tad bit frustrated after all the store personnels told him the same story over and over and over again.

No Stock.

I ain’t too sure the reason behind but I think the reason why the pouch that my mate was looking wasn’t that popular and hence they didn’t bring in any stock at all. Even that, the other pouch brands’ price is exorbitant considering that they’re not even official store. Talk about daylight robbery.

Ahh well, I went home a happy person whilst my mate went home abit frustrated not getting what he wanted. Ahh, better luck next time though.

There. A light post. Not much of a swearing entry.

Be back for more.

A Post....Just for You, My Friend. My Great Friend

2011-01-26T08:52:00.000+08:00

Been wanting to put this one up since Sunday but I don’t know how to ‘cos it’s rather difficult to start with. However, let’s try this for once but me thinks it’s gonna be with a heavy heart.

Was browsing through my blog last nite, only to find that I’ve been blogging for almost 3 years now. What a great feat eh?? Funny how it all started with life surrounded by absurd, retarded customers until today, which is surrounded by the likes of ‘em, and somehow I feel there’s a change in the way I blog in opposed to the origin of this blog. And funnily enough that I didn’t put this very article even after it happen way before the start of this humble blog of mine. Meh. What am I mumbling about. Just ignore those. I just wanna make the entry abit longer as it seems.

Got a friend, to whom I know him since the start of the century. A good mate, whom I shared the laughter,the tears, the crazy stuff happen in the office with. There’s nothing that we won’t share, ‘cept for life partner of cause. He was my mentor, my senior, the person that I look up to back then. simply because he’s so knowledgeable in work as well as in life. So much stuff in common between both of us. Even our birth year and month is the same, we’re just a week apart in terms of birthday. Talk about coincident in life. He was the one who picked me up when I was down in year 2005. Strive hard together to get through that hard times. But a year after that, something happen.

I guess you shuda guessed it by now. My mate was down with some mysterious sickness that nothing can cure of. Went to a doc. Doc said the sickness is really, really, really rare in this world. Only 2-3% of people in this world will get this kinda sickness. I’ve forgotten the name of the disease *or it might have not been told to me ever*. It’s recoverable only by Chemotherapy. Yeah. We all know how expensive it is to go through that Chemotherapy session. Each session will cost the patient a whole lot more financially than one can imagine. Even that, the Chemotherapy session would not even guarantee his recovery. Hearing this, the family decided to try another way traditionally. They went to some ancient sensei for some guidance and hopefully some ways to help in curing this mysterious sickness that my mate has. In short, and cruelly put it, from my point of view, my mate is just waiting for THE day to come and he’ll be with the likes of Zeus, Poseidon, James Dean, MJ to where they are now. Yeah. He’s waiting to die.

Eversince the news broke out about his sickness, he has not been answering our calls, no reply on messages. it makes me feels like he’s avoiding the world ‘cos of the sickness. We even went to his house but everytime got shoo-ed off by his family member in a polite manner as :” he’s not feeling well and he needs to rest now”. In normal circumstances, I would’ve fuck them up straight but shouting what the fuck is wrong with him. But knowing this mate of mine for half a decade, he would’ve at least tell us what’s wrong with him. Seeing this, I think something is terribly wrong with him already.

When my mate was well, he’s well built, almost same size like me, a tad bit of beer belly, average height, with healthy skin. But after the sickness struck him, his weight socially has gone down drastically. His beer belly has disappeared. His chin has gone down from square to sharp, his cheek has deepened inside as if there were insufficient flesh. With that being said, all these changes made his appearance looked like a child without enough food from those 3rd world country. This is the impression that I’ve got when I went and visit him with another close mate after he got the sickness.

Few weeks later, ‘twas only me who went and visit him. He was just lying on bed, unable to raise his hand, talking to me, with his weak voice. Went into his room, he was covered with blanket, sorta complaining about the weather being abit cold, even without the aircon on and ‘twas a sunshining evening. This made me even worrying for him.

I can’t get the exact date of him leaving us but I do know how he said goodbye to us.

‘twas a fine noon. As usual, my mate went for his usual doc session early morning. Everything was in order and okay. When he reached home, his dad was about to carry him outta car. With my mate’s hands on his dad’s shoulder, he suddenly went blank. His legs were energyless. His whole body collapsed on his dad. And that was it. That’s the end of his journey in this world. He has joined the aforementioned great people who have ever graced this world. I’ve just lost a great, great, great friend.

He’s gone. Went for his funeral on nite time. Met lotsa friends, long time friends from same team previously. Those who left, those are stil in the team. Had a great reunion, in a sad, sad way. No tears at all. Strange eh? That’s how it was on that nite.

Come morning, when we’re supposed to send him to incineration. His last journey with us. When I was on my way to the venue of his funeral prior seeing him off the road, I was having flashbacks of the time we spent together throughout that 5-6 years period. Suddenly, tears started to flow down my eyes. I can hardly contain those emotions. The feeling was unspeakable how I felt at that time. All I know was that, I was driving with watery eyes throughout the whole trip to the funeral. 30-45 minutes of tears flowing non-stop. This is the 1st time ever I’ve cried throughout my life.

Arrived at the funeral, the monk did some “ceremony” prior to sending him off to the final journey. Final nail onto the coffin. That was it. All who present were crying out loud, if not weeping. All eyes were watery. Tears were shed. Off we go. ‘twas about 1km of walking, with the vehicle that drove his coffin away. Again, the tears continue to flow. Flashbacks, flashbacks after flashbacks. Tears, tears. Those were the only thing that I could think about while seeing him off.

Arrived at the venue of seeing his body being burnt to ashes. The moment the coffin were lowered down to the incineration container. I struggled to pull myself together. My mate’s life partner was rushing towards the coffin to stop the coffin from going down, but the effort was useless for it was a fact that his body is going to be burnt down to ashes. All emotions were running wild the moment the fire was lit. the coffin was slowly moving towards the fire. Screams, shouts, cries, weeps. All you can think of, it’s all happening at the same time. Gosh. That was too much for me stuff.

That was it. A friend which will be long remembered. A close mate. A great mate. Lost. You might be askin’ why this sudden sad post of mine this morning.

Yeah. I went and pray for him on Sunday. Flashbacks struck me again. Hence the intention of this post.

Rest in peace, KK. I shall remember you for always.

On A Day Like This - Round 2

2011-01-20T09:20:00.001+08:00

Today is public holiday in my country, and yet I need to work. Talk about fucked up stuff. It’s about 8 in the morning and I’m already pissed off. Godamnit!!

First thing first, what will be the first thing you do when you got up in the morning after all the brush ups. Yes. You’ll be looking for something to stuff it up your bloody throat, and then off to your stomach, so that you can get it going for the rest of the morning.

Yes. It’s breakfast I’m mumbling about. No supervisor around, no manager around, no cocksucing, butt linking action available today ‘cos they’re all cuddling in their own bedroom at time of this post entry due to public holiday. Hence, the team has suggested me to go out and buy them some breakfast, which they normally do on a street nearby our work place, by again, due to public holiday, no food is available near office.

Fair ‘nuff. Take for the team I’d say. Took all orders, me and my mate went out and buy ‘em colleagues breakfast. It’s a short distance but it’s about 10-15minutes drive from our workplace. Yea. Done packing and ordering. Back to workplace. Distributed the food in accordance to their requests. Some people will just have to be party blooper at any point of time.

“Why so expensive?”

“My budget for breakfast is only [insert amount here].”

Seriously. What the flying fuck is this??

You didn’t tell me your “breakfast budget” upon ordering.

You didn’t tell me you ever had a “breakfast budget”.

I’m not your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend.

I’m not God.

I’m not a psychiatrist.

I’m not mind reader.

If I am any of the above, you won't be reading this masterpiece here anymore. You will be seeing me on tele day N' nite.

I’m just a fucking worker working in the same department as you. So when people has gone through all the trouble to buy you breakfast, instead of saying “thanks”, you went and utter those fucking stupid cunt words to me.

What a bitch!

Fuck that shit. I ain’t doing this kinda fucking idiotic stuff anymore, not for ANYONE!!!!!! ANYMORE!!!!

Breakfast budget. Fuck the hell off.

On a sidenote, another hilarious stuff just popped up yesterday. Please see picture below.

The sender of the email originated from dimwit. In case you have no fucking idea who this dimwit is, please go ahead and waste some time and read my previous entries. The recipient of the email is the trainer.

There. Read through the email picture above and found anything wrong with it??

Yeah. The way the email was constructed.

“Please read through and advise me”????!!!!!!

Who the fuck are you then??? Dimwit?!?!?!!? If you don’t know what’s wrong with the case, just go and do some homework before you post such retarded, brainless email onto your trainer! This line is put in such a way that the trainer has the obligation to tell you the next step. Seriously.

Dim-fucking-wit!!! He deserves no place in this working environment. This guy should just scram back to which hole that he’s originated from, and never come back! Fucking hell. A bloody nuisance to human race. A pest he is, needs to be exterminated ASAP.

That’s it. Rant’s over. Back to work now.

Tales of Pictures

2011-01-19T06:33:00.000+08:00

It's been awhile since I last posted some pictures in my entries. Well then, let's do this today eh?

Like my last post earlier, the next entry is going to be pictures, pictures and pictures..... Since New Year eve celebration it seems. Yeap. Been saving all the pictures for y'all to see. Without further a due. Here we go!

Went for a New Year eve celebration with buncha mates in one of the famous shopping centre downtown. The cards, the liquors, the smokes. Talk about fun time.

The above is my driving license. Only realised this the very afternoon on New Year's day. Yeah. I was pretty smashed after the 2 rounds of celebration in 2 different places ie. (1) at the shopping centre downtown and the 2nd one is at my mate's new house warming party.

Yea. This is the "wallpaper" of my workmate. Couldn't resist it. Absolute work of art. All information are at wall.

This, my fellow readers, is my new workplace. Much better looking than the previous ones. However it's slightly smaller compared to the previous ones, that's the only down side of it though.

The above 2 pictures are just go to show you lots the key to my pedestal. One for backup, which is to be kept by our very own keeper, and the other one is to be kept by our ownselves. Reason why I'd like to share with y'all this key pictures is because of the sophisticated design that can connect 2 keys in one. Woah!!!!

As for this last 2 pictures. Went for a drink on last Friday 'cos of *what else* the pressure that has been growling in me on that day. A certain newbie just irate me and I thought I'd have had enough of it for the day, and I need to get it off my chest somehow. The easiest way to do it: alcohol.

Can't blame me on this though. I'm working downtown. Loads of shopping centres and the likes of it within the office vicinity. Due to the competitiveness of the shops amongst themselves, who will reap the benefits then? Of 'cos the end user, like us!!!!! The above is pronounced as "Stoi~ker" in german, which means "stronger". It's freshly brewed even the bugs kept on flying into the mug on few occassions until I requested the waiter to change it for me.

Normally, ordinary pints of beers will not make me feel woozy. But this. This pint of Starker really made my eyes wide open. 3 pints, and I'm gone. Seriously. Never before I have this kinda feeling. I can stil remember this: Reached home around 8pm-ish, took a shower, and off to bed straight away. When I woke up from slumber, 'twas already 9am the next morning. Talk about "freshness" of this pint of beer. In addition to that, the german beer store is stil having a promotion of buy 1 pint, free half pint free til god-knows when. Not that I'm advocating for your guys to try this piece of epic drink but in the event there's a chance for you to try german beer, try STARKER!!!!! *please pronounce it as "Stoi-ker". It's german words*

And Another One

2011-01-18T11:59:00.001+08:00

Couldn’t resist to post another one up on the same day. Yeah. It’s kinda abnormal for me to post twice in a day. ‘nuff of blabbering, so here we go again!

Like I mentioned earlier. There’s a photo session in conjunction to our new floor. Hence everyone needs to dressed up nicely in an effort to have their face to be published in a yearly calendar, which is to be distributed internally. Of course the time of the photo session is just about the time when we make a call out to all our clients getting the funds collected from them, and yet they intend to do it at that point of time. Talk about time management. Fair enough, could’ve been the advice from the top guys up there after much considerations and thoughts.

When times come, Motivator couldn’t wait any longer and start shouting around for us to get into the phtoto session. FFS we’ve got work to finish up before the photo session mate!! We are all well aware of the session and when it’ll take place but at least allow us time to finish up whatever that is at hand prior to that photo session. Goddamnit!

Work done, for now. Rushed off to the photo session. Deep inside my mind, I was thinking to myself this:

Yeah. Go ahead. Enjoy it. This could well be your last photo session with us. Yeah. Enjoy it while it last, you incompetent skank!

During the photo session, he asked us to do different posing, which is much to the team’s discontent, and none of us taking a piss off it. So in the end, ‘twas the same pose for few photos to be taken and be placed as the calendar internally.

Tomorrow is his judgement day: Discussion with big boss on his performance for the past year since he joined us last May. Hope for the “best”.

That’s another one from myself.

Introducing: DimWit

2011-01-18T07:20:00.000+08:00

Another post, another entry from the office. Yea. Have I ever told you guys N’ girls that I’ve moved to a brand new office area recently?? I ain’t too sure about it but anyways, just in case I didn’t, yes, I’ve moved to another floor. Basically, the whole department that handling the similar same set of clients’ background are being moved to a different floor. Maybe it’s just a way of the guys up there wanted to show their gratitude towards an unbeatable year of 2010? I don’t know. Or there could some other reasons behind this? I’ve no fucking idea at all, and I don’t bloody care about it. All I know is, the new workplace is absolutely awesome. The whole department consists of 7 different teams are currently situated under one roof, one floor, where we are able to see each other. No more “travelling” to different floor for “further inquiries”.

Another thing just riled me up yesterday. I’m sure you lots aware that in an advance world of today, the email communication tool that we used to send outgoing & receive incoming mails from both internal & external is very essential in our day-to-day activities. This dimwit newbie of mine, yea. The one that I swapped with previously *Let’s do this, shall we? This black dimwit that I swapped with previously, I’ll addressed him as dimwit from hereon. ‘cos there’s another newbie that starts to infuriates me already*. He had some problems with his email tools since start of day, or rather at the same time of my entry yesterday. For the ones like us, if there’s any problem with just about any system, we’ll go ahead and report it to the local helpdesk to seek assistance and hoping to solve that problem ASAP. But this dimwit chose to just sit his fucking black, stinky ass there and do nothing until Motivator arrives. Remember, in case you forget, Motivator and this dimwit are close friends, even as much as they would like to deny that fact, it’s clear for all to see.

When Motivator arrives, he was made known of the “difficulties” faced that dimwit by none-other-than the dimwit himself. Yeah. Retards dealing with retards, perfect combination. Befitting eh? Instead of the dimwit raising the concern to the local helpdesk himself, it’s Motivator that raised for him! What the fuck?! Why didn’t he do the same for all of us whenever the same occurs to us then? What makes this dimwit deserves special treatment than all of us? What’s the fuck up with that, eh?!??! The best part is, whenever we report a technology enquiry to the local helpdesk, we’ll need to go through the identity validation process as well. How the fuck that Motivator is able to pass through that is really beyond anyone’s imagination. Perhaps Motivator has got some of his own technology stuff that needs to be solved as well then?? Nah. Not that I fucking care about it. But I maybe wrong on this though. Don’t quote me on it.

24 hours have passed since the email tool is malfunction for the dimwit. All I hear the whole fucking day is a repetition of:

“My email tool is malfunction. I can’t do anything.”

Eventhough your email tool is down, that doesn’t give you an excuse of not doing anything about it. Why can’t you show abit of urgency by following-up with the helpdesk and ask ‘em the exact time of the issue be solved?!?!? I remember I posted about this email tool frustration previously. Yea. That was a bitch I tell ya! I’ll half paralysed if I don’t have it up and running for even less than 5 minutes. And yet this dimwit will just sit and fuck back and relaxing it the whole fucking day.

Like I reiterate times and again. This kinda people are pests, just like that previous bitch I blogged about, who later gotten the boot from the guys up there. She fucking deserves it, bitch! Now that’s one pest off, another 2 beckons. But I don’t see any possibilities for this dimwit to get the boot simply because Motivator has made this dimwit a confirmed staff, a permanent staff. Unless this dimwit do something miraculously wrong, then we’ll be seeing the back of him for a long time to come. As for Motivator, we shall know his fate tomorrow, like I told y’all yesterday. If Motivator’s gone, that’s another pest exterminated. 2 outta 3, not bad of a prediction then! This deserves a celebration. Not. As the dimwit is still here. The Motivator’s sole “legacy” is still here pestering us on a daily basis.

Fucking hell.

Today is the day the whole department is going to get their photo-shoot on this new floor as an official launch of this new floor for us. The theme that our team has decided is black, or anything dark colored working attire. Thus far, this fucking, retarded, brainless bloody dimwit has been saying the below to the whole team, that is:

“Woah, you’re black!”

I mean. WHAT DA FUCKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He was there during the decision making of the team in black. He heard and he agreed to it personally as well. So what the fuck is this dimwit tryin’ to pull then???? is he tryin’ to be cute?? Fat chance. He looked like a fucking old fart. To those who watched this epic movie of Brad Pitt titled “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” where he was born old?? Yea. This dimwit is exactly that!! Fucking old fuck, but talk like a kid! He’s another pest that needs to be exterminated, urgently! Is there anyway that I can get rid of this pest?!

Meh. Enough of pests stories. Give you a lighter note. The new work area that I’ve just moved in, absolutely lovin’ it especially the chair. Just for all of my fellow readers out there, in case you want to, or perhaps interested to get one, please head on to HERE. I’m enjoying every moment of it at time of this post.

That’s all for now. Be back for more.

Hopefully I can upload some pictures up in my next post.

Signing off, from office.

On A Day Like This

2011-01-17T08:02:00.000+08:00

Apologies on the lateness of this entry. Was supposed to put this one during the weekend, but due to game commitment, gotta do this during my work. Yeah. I’m at my workplace now. The time now stands at 6am. Yeah. I’m at work as early as that. Reason? Well, just say that my clients’ work environment requires me to do so.

Anyways, ‘nuff about myself and reason of lateness for this post. This is gotta be rather “interesting” entry for myself. Ain’t too sure about you guys.

If you were to flip through the pages of my humble blog recently, I’ve written that Motivator’s judgement day is some time within this month. Or perhaps it’s end of this very month. Yeap. The end is near. The day of reckoning is here. On a fine day like this, our big boss has asked the whole team to a meeting, without Motivator In it. This is what we generally called it as “Skip Level” meeting. This is the time you can voice out whatever dissatisfaction that you have hide it inside for so long to the big boss, without much thinking. This is the time you say the “Nay” or “Yay” to the big boss on Motivator in particular, or whoever you are directly reporting to. Inside the meeting, big boss kicked it off and passed the ball to us. He went straight into the topic with this:

“Guys and girls, you know why am I here now. I’ll need to hear from you lot before I go to him (Motivator) on his appraisal. Fill me in as much as possible.”

With that being said. It ultimately means that it’s either Motivator is gonna get himself confirmed, or he’s gonna be out. I kept on stressing this to all my workmates is that:

Motivator is on his extended probation now. If he can’t get through this one, he’s gonna be outta this role pretty soon as it’s against local labour law to have someone’s probation extended twice. In other words, he will be sacked! In addition to that, I got a funny feeling that if Motivator doesn’t get through this one, there’s a possibility of big boss extend his probation again ‘cos big boss is somehow, someway quite fond of this Motivator, probably ‘cos of his ability to sweet talk his way outta all the works. Meh, it’s just my imagination though.

To be honest, my dear readers. None of my workmates really like Motivator, at all. Why? Well, there’s no why. When you dislike a person, it’s all in a package. There’s no particular reason as to WHY HATE HIM et al. When you hate someone, you just hate him. Reason or not doesn’t matter at all. You might still be asking then, why all my workmates be hating him then? if you’re askin’ that question here, perhaps you’re new to this blog space of mine. Re-visit my previous entries, all the interesting stories are written in it.

There was no remorse felt towards Motivator anymore. All the things that he could’ve done, that he could’ve improved on, that he could’ve buck the fuck up and implement on have all been fucked up by himself. He’s an ass. He was a good talker to start with if you don’t know him. For starter, I’m not too fond of him on his first day at work already. I’m not too sure if I’ve posted this somewhere in my blog’s previous entries but here we go again. Let’s do some time travel here then.

On his first day to work, my previous director, which is my current big boss’ boss came down to the town. Can’t remember the reason of the visit but he gotten the team, which is the previous team where I was in, (a fairly new team back then) into his room for a tad bit of discussion regarding to the team’s future. Later on, this Motivator got in, as a formal introduction to the team, by the director back then. I can stil remember what transpired after the bloody cocksucker, butt-licker Motivator said after that.

Director: So, welcome aboard. I trust you woulda meet your team that is gonna be under your reporting by now. Anything you wanna say?

Motivator: They’re great. Fantastic team. I can feel the energy and chemistry in the team. They’re very lively in work bla bla bla bla bla.......

What the flying fuck is this cocksucker tryin’ to do? Impress my director on his first day at job? I gotta give it to him then. The whole team barely talk to Motivator and yet he can come up with this kinda exaggerating expression and words? Seriously. Hmph, cocksucker at its best. While he’s at that, perhaps I should asked him what’s the lucky number for the jackpot then? Bloody hell!

Anyways, back to the current affair after a wee bit of time travel. The whole team started with facts and truth about Motivator’s shortcomings. The one that really put the final nail into the coffin is this incident below.

There was a team meeting with Motivator prior to big boss last week. Well, it’s just a general meeting discussing about our goals, our achievements etc etc etc. Then came the topic of team funds whereby each team member is supposed to fork out a lil’ bit of money so that at the end of the month, we’re able to use that funds to celebrate it outside among ourselves. In addition to that, he mentioned that he’s already gotten the agreement from the other team to go ahead. So all we need now is just the green light from the our very team and it’s a go already.

Hearing this, the team gave it a go ahead. And just when we thought that things go smoothly from there. Wrong! You’re owh-so-fucking-wrong!

The meeting between my current team & Motivator took place in the morning. The meeting between my previous team took place later in the afternoon, on the same day. Due to the fact that I need to wait for another mate in the previous team to retrieve our vehicles afterwork, I normally just hang around the office area whilst waiting. Because of the meeting of the previous team was held in an open area near where we work, we can easily overheard virtually everything if one wants to. Heard the term “Team Fund” arise again. So, I strolled over to their place, to my surprise, Motivator mentioned to me that they’re just starting to discuss about the team fund. Then what-the-flying-fuck did he just tell us in the morning then? I thought it’s all been agreed upon already? Why the discussion now? The previous team that I was in clearly have no clue at all on the team funds until Motivator told them in the meeting, which was held in the fucking after-fucking-noon!!!! This no-good-sonofabitch has just did it again. He just lied to us, again. Goddamnit!

There. I’ve said it. That’ the main one the whole team raised it up to the big boss. In the end, the team said this: “The degree of trust, that guy just broke it. Well done!”

According to reliable sources, big boss is going to discuss the appraisal with Motivator this coming Wednesday. There’s stil half a month to go. Decision has got to be made within that period. If he’s staying, I foresee lotsa discontent will arise from it. If he’s leaving, people will be happier. But the whole cycle will re-run itself again as in hiring, training and shit like that, if you know what I mean.

On a sidenote, the newbie in my team replacing the already-gone senior is getting on my bloody nerves already. Perhaps I do it the next time time. I’m starting to work now. Yeah. 2 hours later.

Be back for more yo~!!!!!

New Year, New Post

2011-01-03T09:09:00.000+08:00

It’s new year. It’s year 2011, and I’m posting this one up from office, as early as 7am now. ‘twas a pretty fun new year eve celebration. Managed to squeeze into downtown for the celebration. I was quite reluctant to get myself smashed on that nite, knowingly that I’m supposed to go to my friend’s new house warming the very same nite. Yeah. New house warming on new year eve. Talk about “a nite to remember” eh?? Then again, reached downtown around 8 in the evening, just to avoid 2 things:

(1) The fucking jam

(2) The fucking road closure.

My country here is famous with these 2 abovementioned things by those stupid, retarded, fat local authorities. They’ll close the bloody road for some stupid reasons/events. Don’t forget I’m a tax-payer and I fucking pay you the mo-nay to ensure a smooth ride to town, not for you fuckers to close the road temporarily to let those bloody royalties to hog on the road/highways. Fuckin’ hell!

Anyway, sidetracked abit. My spot of celebration was about 15minutes walk from work place. Yeah. Talk about convenience eh? Reached the spot around 9 in the evening, and that’s when the party started. About 1.5hrs later, I was pretty drunk ‘cos of the *ahem* alcohol available on that nite. I have a rule for my ownself. On any one nite, if I ever touched beer, I won’t be touching any hard liquor, and vice versa. That’s my rule of thumb when it comes enjoying the nite away. You might be asking why. Well, let’s just say that I ain’t a good drinker when it comes to mixing those 2 drinks inside my stomach. *Shit. Talk about that, I’m pretty starving at this point of blog entry*

Done with beers. Hard liquor serves up. I decided to chill around the pub & restaurant because of the above reasons. In addition to that, my mate’s house warming after midnite countdown. Yeah. Gotta make sure I’m stil sober enough for at least an hour to drive to my mate’s house. Without me realising, it’s 15minutes prior to new year. Outta nowhere, I got a sudden rush of adrenaline from within me, prompted myself to resurrect from slumber, and had an uncontainable, crazy 15minutes til new year. Had a chance to view the fireworks from my spot of celebration. Ain’t that great, mainly because I was blocked by those fuckers with their hands held high with their stupid, fucked up camera phone in their hands. Be it iPhone, androids, BB etc etc. You name it, they’ve got it. Gosh kids these days! And I’m stil using my good ol’ trusty SE C902. Stood for a good 5minutes or so for the fireworks to end.

my current phone, used by James Bond previously

Done with countdown. It’s about time to leave the town and moving on to my mate’s new house warming spot, which is about 30minutes away from downtown. I was expecting there’s gonna be massive jam right after the countdown. To my surprise, there ain’t a slight bit of jam at the time of me leaving the town, which was 20-30 minutes after midnite. Yeah. Shell-shocked with it as well. Reached mate’s new house after 20minutes. Had another “few rounds” of *ahem* alcohol again. Yeah. Since I’m at a “house”, the rest is history.

The very next day, woke up with headache and my throat was burning like fire. Quenched myself with few glasses of pure, clear, refreshing glasses of water. And back to bed. All I remember on the new year day was sleeping away. Woke up, drank water, sleep again. Been sleeping at home for at least 12 hours. I guess age has finally caught up with me then.

Today, a Monday. A hot Monday. All my clients are on holiday and I’m stil can’t figure out a fucking single, solid reason of me coming back to work. It’s always like this. When all my clients are holidays, I’m supposed to come back and work. When my country of origin is on holiday, I stil gotta drag my fucking ass to work. So, may I ask:

WHEN DA FUCK IS MY DESERVED HOLIDAY THEN??!!!!!

Don’t gimme bullshit about utilising my leave entitlement for your holidays and all those bullshit. I ain’t taking a piss off it. That’s my fucking entitlement. Don’t you ask me to touch that for I am using those to go to fucking ENGLAND IN 9 and 1/2 months!!!!

Seriously.

WHEN DA FUCK IS MY DESERVED HOLIDAY THEN??!!!!!

It’s 730am now. Took me 30mins to post this one up. Perhaps it’s the fastest around for me thus far. All my previous posts took me at least 2 hours to finish it. Talk about speed improvement eh?

EDIT: Just done spring cleaning for the department as the whole team is going to move to another level within the same building end of this week. That was one helluva early morning excercise.

Til then, be back for more. Hopefully.

Last Post of Year 2010

2010-12-31T13:37:00.000+08:00

There there. Today marks 2 months since my last entry. It’s been busy 2 months for me. Reason behind?? Read on and you shall know. It’s about fucking time that I provides you all with the latest “developments” of the happenings in my workplace, as well as my personal life. Not that you all are interested to know, but heck, that’s the title of this fucking blog, ladies N’ gentlemen.

Went through few changes since my last entry. Let’s see.

A senior in my current team has moved on to another department pursuing career advancement. Instead of us missing her, it’s more like she missing us more. ‘cos of the fact that there’s absolutely no time for her to talk rubbish & unnecessary stuff in her new workplace. From what I heard, her new workplace is kinda falling behind on some portfolios and they’re working their butt off even on weekend to clear those work. Then again, it’s just words that I gathered. Do not fucking quote me on this.

The black short dimwit that I swapped with has finally gotten himself confirmed in early December. Don’t ask me how, don’t ask me why. The only one that can have a say in all these is Motivator himself. I’ve no fucking idea what has the black short dimwit done during his 2 months’ time over in the opposite team to earn himself a permanent status in current employment, but seriously, I’m still dumbfounded but the fact of that. None of us could really believe it when the news broke out. Here’s the thing, a person that speaks local language, with local slang all over his mouth, serving oversea clients, ain’t doing good in terms of relationships with clients, nor his call quality, can get his ass confirmed is really beyond anyone’s imagination. The only thing that I can figured out why, is that the black short dimwit has a hand in buttsecking Motivator off work during weekend.

I stil vaguely remember, the day after the dimwit gotten himself confirmed, he asked the team to go out for a drink, with him covering the bill. From all my previous entries, y’all should know that I never liked this dimwit in any circumstances. All you see is the dark side of me, * fuck, sounds like Star War now* when I’m pretending to be nice to him. Fuck that. I categorized both Motivator and the dimwit as same: Pests. Yes. Pests that are supposed to be exterminated, and not meant to be remain in office areas. So it remains to be seen how long will they last here. I’m just waiting for the day. D-day.

On Motivator. Ain’t too sure what transpired since then, but “reliable sources” informed me that apparently Motivator appealed to have his contract to be extended 3 more months. Todate, it’s his 2nd month of the said extension. End of next month will be his judgement day. Leave? Stay? The team has already numbed by his antics. We no longer care what he does, or what he does not do. If he stays, it means more shits to come our way. If he leaves, the cycle will rerun itself again with another supervisor to replace Motivator. Meh. Had enough of this crap!

That’s that about those 2 pests in the division. Went to renew my passport few days before my birth day early last month. Was informed by few mates to go renew my passport at north of the town, which the immigration office is well known for its speed in getting the renewal done within the day. You might be wondering why-on-earth would this joker has the intention to go renew my passport?! Well, I’ll tell you the truth later on. So, ‘twas a weekday, on a 7:30am. The moment Motivator comes in, I asked for permission to leave on half day for passport renewal, and after much consideration, he allowed it. Hence without further adue, I rushed myself over to the immigration office, and reached there at 8am-ish, only to find out there’s a fucking long queue outside the immigration office. On a weekday?!?! 8am-ish?!!? Why is there long queue in immigration office?!?! Don’t they need to work/go to school?!?! Why are there kids, babies with parents queuing up?!?! Then I realised that school holiday just started few days back. Goddamnit!

Seriously, I can’t understand why do kids nowadays need to get their fucking passport done at such early age ie primary/secondary school?! They can’t go on leave anytime of the year ‘cept for during the long year-end holiday. What a fucking waste of money! Another thing that really puzzled me is that, why the fuck would they bring the whole fucking family over to immigration office?!?! What are they trying to pull?? Kids shouting, babies crying in immigration office, not to mention those retarded kids running and around and screaming. Such a nuisance I tell you. One fucking row of 6 chairs for patrons like us to sit, ended up “occupied” by bags, 3 kids and parents. There. The mentality of the locals. What a fucking disgrace! The waiting part is really a pain-in-the-fucking-ass. I got my number at 300+. Which there were 300 over fuckers still queuing in front me, waiting for their turn to renew their bloody passports. Seeing that, I wandered around the vicinity, see if there’s any interesting stuff that might attract my attention, and at the same time deviate my attention from the loooooooong queue. The time I got the queue number was around 9am-ish. Waited, wandered, strolling around the area for 3.5hours. Returned to the immigration office, just few more to go before it’s my number being called at. Waited few more minutes, final-fucking-ly!!!! Almost 4 hours!!!! These buncha clowns! Once I got my documents passed on to the immigration officer, all I ever needed is just another 30minutes is all it takes to have my passport renewal done. I got the renewed passport at 10mins before 2pm. Yeah. I stil remember. How I can not remember!?!? The fucking crowd that were in the office. There was a time I just fucking wish that a psycho will go into the office and began his slashing and chopping just to get rid of the crowd. God!! Painful experience it was. If only ‘twas not school holiday, everything would’ve been done within a blink of an eye. That’s my mate’s feedback on this office. In short, I was in this shit at the wrong time. Motivator was texting, calling me from time-to-time to check on me, ‘twas meant to be half day off but it ended up full day. Goddamnit! I reasoned with him, fortunately he understands it. Owh well. What can he do? I’m already outside. However, I did go back to office just to show my face and proved to him that I really did renew my passport and not loitering around.

There there. Reason for passport renewal you might ask.

I’M GOING TO ENGLAND!!!!!!!!

Yes! You see it here first. I’m going to fucking UK!!!!!!!!!

Right after that painful passport renewal experience, I went back to office and do the airline booking online. Yes. The 3 of us, 3 good buddies are embarking to a fun, crazy, ruthless trip to UK. The very Friday after that, 3 of us went out for a discussion on this trip. For all I’ve done, I ain’t going to leave this to bed without having the fucking crazy trip. At the end of the discussion, we’ve decided to go:

England – For my favourite football club. Gonna fucking roll on the pavement in front of the stadium.

Amsterdam – For the “exotic” stuff available there.

Paris – The City of Lights. The city renown for its fashions. What else?!

Yes. 3 destinations, 12 days trip. Why not. This is gonna be one helluva trip. I'm still jizzing all over thinking about this.

Earlier this month, my mom fell of while she’s on her way to market. Not knowingly, she missed her steps and fell flat on the floor. Thank god nothing serious happened. Only thing was her right face swollen. Sent her off to a local doc, gave her some medicines, the docs confidently said that the swollen will vanished by the 10th day. Miraculously, it did vanish on the 10th day. For once, I’m impressed by this doc. On the same day my mom fell off, that is after I sent her off to the doc, I got my vehicle’s windscreen changed. What I did? Pass the car key to the agent. And I waited at home. 4.5 hours later. Got back my car key from the agent. Brand new windscreen, not a single penny paid. All insurance covered.

On a sidenote, I’m a vivid fans of a game called Football Manager. Thanks to a certain mate that “poisoned” me since year 2003. Been addicted to the game on a yearly basis till todate.

Spent most of my time for the past 2 months on the same game. Hence the lack of entries in here. Then again, it’s my blog. I’ll do whatever I want with this blog of mine. One thing for sure, this blog will be here for I’ll never remove it. It sorta gimme the sweet and bitter memories since the commencement of this blog of mine.

For the past 2 months, I’ve attended 4 weddings and funeral, which kinda reminds me of the same titled movie by Hugh Grant back in year 1994. The weddings, nothing short of happiness. The only funeral, my secondary school-mate’s mom has left ‘em to a peaceful place due to cancer. Amen to that. Thinking back, this mate of mine lost 2 family members in the same year: his elder brother earlier of the year, and her mom earlier this month. How short one’s life can be. Live life to the full. When you think of a thing to do, just go ahead and do it, with no regrets.

There. Today is New Year eve. There’s a clash of events here. On one side, it’s a New Year party that’s gonna be held downtown. On another side, close mate’s brand new house warming, which leaves me in dilemma. Finally, decided to go both. Counting down with workmates downtown, and then after midnite, I’ll be rushing off the close mate’s house warming. Since he has informed in his webbie that his house warming party is gonna be from 8pm til 6am next morning. So, I SHALL BE THERE!

Here wishing y’all Happy New Year, from the humble me, posting from office.

*southpark’s eric cartmen’s voice* Screw you guys, I’m going home!

On A Day Like This

2010-10-29T16:55:00.000+08:00

Wanted to put this one up in midweek but I was too tired to do so. Hence I post it up today, now.

Went for a close friend’s wedding last Saturday, 60% of the attendance is all ex- and current staff of the current company that I’m in. That’s why I told everyone that this is more like a “family reunion” party instead of a wedding dinner. Ahh well, I’d like to take the opportunity to say congrats to both the bride & the groom on the wedding, and wish you live happily everafter.

3 days ago, 26th was the day of reckoning for Motivator. ‘twas his 6th month in current job, which is due for confirmation review from the bosses. Coincidentally, we had a meeting with our new deputy manager on the very same day as well. During the meeting, everyone was talking about cases, on the difficulties that they faced during negotiation with the clients et al. I know that deep down inside all of ‘em wanted to ask this very question: Is this bastard leaving, or is he staying?

That’s the million dollar question. Couldn’t bare it anymore, I burst out to the new deputy:

“Off the record, is there gonna be any replacement for Motivator then?”

This new deputy is a honest manager thus far. She has given me the impression that, if someone is right, she’ll say Kudos, Well done. You’re correct etc etc etc. But if someone screw it all up, she’ll give it to that person right in his/her face regardless of whatever reason.

When she heard my question, she mentioned that Motivator did screw up few times, and she did gave it to Motivator right in his face etc etc etc. But it seems like she didn’t answer my question instead. Therefore I persisted & asked her the same question again. She said that she’ll give Motivator a month or two for him to improve on all his shortcomings.

Fine.

I got the answer that I wanted. Right after that, I asked her on the fate of this newbie that I swapped my role with. She put it bluntly and directly saying that, given the performance til mid of November, if things don’t improve by then, this newbie will be gone.

Great. At least one good news for the day. The meeting then went on for 2 hours whereas it should’ve been ended in an hour. Damn. Talk about rumor mongers and bitchin’ session.

In between today and the day after meeting, which is Wednesday til today, Motivator has been bombarded by questions from managers on certain accounting stuff. Not that I care much, but I’ve got reliable sources told me that Motivator was having a torrid time getting the correct stuff to be delivered to the managers.

Towards the end of my working hour for today, gotten a confirmation that Motivator has personally appealed himself to be extended for 3 more months in order for him to improve all his shortcomings, which the deputy duly accepted it. If things remain the same after 3 months, he’ll have no choice but to pack his bag and get the fuck outta here. Great! We’ve waited for 6 months, why another 3 months then.

On a sidenote, I was browsing through for some vacancies internally and see if there’s any “interesting” position that I can dip my head into. Found out something interesting, something similar to what I’ve been expecting to get. Again, it’s something similar, but no exactly the same.

I’ve got sources informing me that there’ll be tough competition on that post. Ahh. Not that I give a fuck on who’s gonna be my competitors for that post, but I shall do my fucking best to get that post. If I lose out on that, at least I gave it my bloody best shot already. Wish me luck.

My current new role’s department is gonna short of one more headcount, for one of the senior has opted to further the career elsewhere, internally. Good luck to you. We shall meet again, hopefully. *wink*wink*

That’s it. That’s all the updates for this past week. Short, straight to the point. Ain’t no bullshitting around.

Happy Halloween!

A Day like this, on Wednesday

2010-10-20T21:23:00.000+08:00

Last post was about a week ago. But today I really can’t stand the stupidity of it anymore. This post was meant to be up couple of days back, but today seems to destine for me to post it instead.

As per my previous entry, today marks the day of that bitch manager leaving this country and back to her place of origin. I ain’t sure about others but for me, it’s good riddance. Adios bitch! Hope not to see you soon. She came up to our floor and shook hand with each and every one of us, bidding her farewell. Well, so happen that I was discussing some cases with my trainer cum senior and she walks up to me and shook hand bidding her farewell. I was so deep into the discussion that all I said was just

“Hi. Bye. Good Luck”

4 words. 4 simple, daily-used words. Those are my last words to her. She might need the latter 2 much more in her future. Right after those words went off my mouth, I turned and continue my discussion with my trainer cum senior on the cases again. Screw that. I don’t give a shit about her departure at all. Call me a cold-hearted or whatever adjectives that you can come up with, but I don’t give a rat’s ass about it. There. I said it. Good riddance, finally.

Everything doesn’t go my way today. I told my trainer cum senior that I need to do some work that requires me to concentrate on it on full time scale basis for the day. Therefore she is kind enough to let me loose for just 1 day, so that I can settle as much cases as I can for the whole day. These cases have been backtrack since the start of last month and I didn’t even start on it. I’m supposed to close those cases on a monthly basis, but due to “unforeseen circumstances”, everything has gone off the track. Long story short, I need to buck the fuck up and close all these outstanding cases of mine from start of September til todate, all these before end-of-month. That’s the target I set for myself.

For me to get into these cases, there’s a system access that is very essential in the process of calling up these customers and close those cases in one-go. Yeah. You guessed it right, my access to that system seems to be removed overnite. I was still able to access it before I packed up for the day last nite. What’s up with the overnite change? I tried to ring up 3 of the customers on that matter, only to be fucked right in the face from all of ‘em, telling me:

“How many times do you guys wanna call me up, telling me the same thing over N’ over again?? Have you check in your records before you call me up? You have to put your acts together. Can I talk to your supervisor now?”

Ya. Out of the 3 calls, 1 customer was away, 2 went to Motivator. That’s it. I give the fuck up. I’d rather spend the time waiting for my system access to resume, and then check the records before I ring ‘em up and get fucked for no reason.

Reported this to Motivator. He got it fixed finally. However by the time this is solved, the time has way passed for me to ring up the customers in my outstanding list. Goddamnit! One helluva unproductive day for me.

Think that’s the end of it? Fat chance. Here comes Part 2. Just got up from a break, a smoking break, which I really needed it after the aforementioned incidents, my trainer pull me over and showed me an email sent by Motivator, with 2 of my trainer & senior in the loop. Without further adue, I went back, sat my big fat ass on the chair, and run through the email. Few minutes later, I was:

The questions that he asked in the email, everything is in the database, as well as in our record on our daily assignments. This email wouldn’t have existed if he at least read through the cases. It’s almost 6 months now, yet he is stil asking us this kinda stupid questions via email? He has the very same access like us. I’m not too sure what is he trying to pull but for me, it’s a complete fucking waste of my time for me to read through it. Let alone replying it. Seriously, i ain’t too sure what struck at that time, I was so goddamn eager to reply him and at the same time humiliate him in a different way. Which somehow reminds me of another incident that happened last Friday. Both of the exact same stupidity level.

Funnily enough, there are some screenshots of a certain information that he needs to prove it to me, which Motivator attached it in the email. When I scrolled down, apparently this shameless bastard copied and pasted one of the colleague’s email which she sent to her, and the forward it to me, only thing that missing out is that he forgot to remove her signature down below. This colleague has absolutely nothing to do with my current team’s work at any point of time. I ain’t too sure how on earth did her email come into the picture of this whole email, but from my “speculation”, I think Motivator asked her some information about it, and then have her send him the screenshot via email, and then Motivator thought he can send the email to me, thinking that I’m under the assumption that he’s the one who got all these information on his own. But I think that he forgotten to take off my colleague’s signature at the bottom of the email. I mean, how daft can one be? He deleted the header, copied and pasted everything from there on and send the email to me, as if he’s the one doing everything. My dear readers, tell me this:

How the fuck difficult it is for you to just click the bloody FORWARD button in your email and add in your own comments from there?! Instead of copy and paste other people’s email and make it as if it’s your own work. I’m speechless. This ain’t the first time he’s doing this. Bloody hell! Seriously it reminds me of this:

That’s one part. So I went on with my reply, telling him the chronology of the events that occur throughout the case. The only reason why is he sending me the email is because I was the last person who touched the case couple of days earlier. I mean, seriously, will it always be the last people who always get the sticks?! I didn’t do anything wrong. I was merely following the proper protocol. To close it all off, I even fucking attached the full case details in the email, when the case details can be found in the system. After all these, all I got in his reply:

Thank you.

Fucking hell?! 2 fucking words?! After all that, 2 fucking words?! This is the last straw. I’ll never look at him the same way again. He can go die and rot in hell. I’ll just play along with him. Don’t expect positive comments from me as and when there’s a discussion about him. I now officially categorize him the same as that bitch manager. A pest. A pest that should’ve been exterminate as soon as possible from this planet to avoid any possible harm from human race. Same goes to that newbie that I proposed a swap with. To the ex-manager that so much so claimed that this Motivator is the most suitable candidate to lead the team when there are clearly other more capable candidates available, whoever that’s reading this, tell him that:

FUCK MOTIVATOR AND FUCK YOU TOO!

This is your legacy to the team. There’s nothing else but bad taste in my mouth. You’ve ruined few people’s career. Just stay where you are and don’t ever set your fucking foot in this building anymore. I don't wish to see your fucking face in the office ever again!

That’s the end of the day. Can’t stand it anymore. Luckily that I’m on leave this Friday and coming Monday, at least I can get the fuck outta this shit temporarily.

Off all these setbacks that I’ve got today. Finally something that can cheer me up when I reached home earlier today. See picture below.

Ya. I’m about to get my vehicle for a scheduled maintenance next month, which I think might cost me a bomb. Previously ‘twas about 200-300. This time around it’s the major service, so I’ve set aside some extras just for this. I never expect this voucher will come my way. Seems like my holiday plan is resurrected from hell then. Fingers crossed.

That’s it. I’m off to bed now, while the music of Eminem discography is ringing in my Ipod, accompanying me to dreamland.

“Yeah, fuck him and fuck you too!” ~~ Eminem

11th October

2010-10-11T19:29:00.000+08:00

A wee bit more than a week has passed again. More stories from the humble me in this ranting heaven of mine.

To those who knows me, I’m working in an environment that requires me to work at abnormal hours. Where people will be still sleeping away while I’m already at work, where people just return from their lunch time while I’m already packing my stuff, ready to go home for the day. Ain’t going in details on it, I’m sure you brilliant readers know what the hell I’m blabbering about.

Starting last Monday, I’ve begun my working hour as early as in the wee hours of 5. Yea. Climate change. ‘twas some time that I last get up so early in the morning to work. but on a flip side of it, I get to go home 8 hours later. (Please do your own calculation, will ya?) Lemme assure you: it ain’t easy to live a life like this, seriously.

Ahh well, last week was the very final week of my training in this new-but-not-new working environment. It’s been a while since I last went on leave, taking a break from work, lie at home and do absolutely nothing. That’s the best way to spend the off days. Unless you have a plan of spending it for holidays, then I’d say that’s the best way. Therefore I went on a 4 consecutive off days (weekend included of-fucking-course!) ........Feels good mang!!!!

In that very morning, when I was in the midst of training with the adorable seniors in the new division, Motivator walked over to my trainer and me, whispering to us:

“She’s leaving on 20Oct. Confirmed!”

Yeap. That bitch manager is departing our Malaysia soil on 20th. What a fucking relieve! Just when you think that this is the end of her, hohohohohoho.....wrong. You’re very wrong. There is lotsa insiders’ news on this one as well. How did I get to know all these insiders’ news when I was on leave for 2 days, and today is only Monday?? Read on.

I was doing nothing at home, playing with FIFA11 and listening to my Ipod, in the process of paining my wrists, my workmate called me up and asked for a Friday night liquor session. Seeing that I’m on leave for 4 days, I went on with it. This is where I got all the “critical” information from.

The workmate that wanted to leave, has expressed his desire to stay on in the team, whilst waiting for further opportunity to arrives. That’s the words coming outta VIPs that were here couple of weeks back on the future departmental opportunities. You gotta be good, or even perhaps pretty indispensable as deemed by the management, or at least from your bosses point of view to have the VIPs talk to you onto your career path like that. Meh. How come I don’t get any of this at all? Oh yea. I’ve forgot. I’m just a puny lil’ bean in this fucking big multi-national company. Ain’t hold any grudges against anyone but deep down inside of myself, I do stil think that my future in this multi-national company lies somewhere. And that SOMEWHERE is within it, but other divisions. I’ve expressed this to my current boss when he had a closed door session with me, one-on-one, mano-a-mano. He respected my honesty, hold no grudges and even supported my vision. There. My work mate is staying.

Secondly, there’s a change on our floor’s sitting arrangements. With this guy staying, there’s 6 headcounts in my previous team. ‘cos the pregnant lady has just return today after 2 months of maternity leave. Great. Just great!

With that bitch manager leaving, who’s gonna replace her then? An announcement has been made on Friday by one of the VIPs that were down here couple of weeks back. The arrangement is that to have our boss move down taking that bitch’s role, while my current division will be supervised by a tenured supervisor, with a chance to become a manager herself.

Talk about changes during my 2 days of annual leave!

On Saturday, few of us buddies have accepted our boss’ “invitation” to crash his house nearby the office. it’s all about beers, snacks, food and PlayStation time!!!

Due to boredom, our boss has bought himself a Playstation 3 console and invited few of us over to enjoy the nite. Truth to be told, ‘twas real fun. I even get a chance to taste my boss’ cuisine, made by himself. Nothing much to boast about, it’s just some snacks ie. Fries & nuggets. ‘twas delicious. The small “gathering” lasted for 6 hours when all of us are mentally & physically exhausted and decided to wrap things up and get the fuck outta there already.

The PS3 + joysticks

The snacks: Fries. The nuggets went so fast that I didn't manage to snap a pic of it.

On a sidenote, I’m a real fan of Japanese anime named “One Piece”. I just “pampered” myself recently with some figurines, have them delivered to office. it didn’t create a ruckus when it arrives, ‘cos not much people are into this kinda retarded and expensive toys aside from me. Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure.

Left - Right: Jinbei; Mihawk; Kuma; BlackBeard

Left - Right: Moria; Crocodile; Boa Hancock; Doflamingo

The WarLords of the Sea: Former & Current, in front of my work desk.

And here’s to a friend, who just got a baby boy into this mother earth couple of days back. In case you or your other half is reading this, this is the latest update in the office. Nothing much to rant about. Take good care of yourself.

I was supposed to go for a holiday come end of this month, but I just realized earlier today that I was scheduled to have my car go for a yearly check-up and maintenance. I’m not too sure how much will this time cost. All my previous check-up and maintenance cost me around 200-250. But it’s 1.5 years old car now, better safe than sorry. Save some money up. The travel shall wait then. Goddamnit!!!!

Owh, yesterday was 101010. It’s the 10th day, of the 10th month, of the 10th year of the decade. Some fanatics will even go to the extent of seconds, minutes & hours. Both day and nite. Seriously, who gives a fuck about this kinda superstitious stuff? It just goes to show you how time flies, cherish every moment of it. Not just for that particular time. The same applies for Valentine's Day. Who the fuck invented this kinda stupid Day?!?!?!? Of all Days out there, this fuckhead gotta choose Valentine's Day and all males suffer on that day. Godamnit!!! I will not succumb to this idiotic event at all time. Mark my words.

Meh. Suddenly I’m getting all emo now. I’m feeling a wee bit sleepy right now. Yea. Now. Sleepy. Time for bed then.

Adios amigos.

Delayed Post

2010-10-02T20:54:00.001+08:00

Sorry for the long awaited post. Got a lil’ bit of technical problem for the past week. Meh. It’s all due to my own fault for not checking it properly. Hence the delay. Was going to post this one up same time, last Saturday, but..... enough of excuses (wtf?! That ain’t excuses?! It’s truth!) since no one gives a rat’s ass about the true reason behind, so here we go again.

In my previous post, I’ve said that I received“shocking news” from a reliable source. But I wouldn’t wanna say it out first as I need to wait til the time is right. And today is seems to be a bit too late for that. The past 2 entries were all about the bitch manager bitching about this and that and this and that. It goes on and on without ending. She has finally tendered her resignation during the visits of the VIPs. Why would she wanna wait til the arrival of VIPs, only then she gave the letter to ‘em? Attention whore? I’m not too sure. But from outsiders’ eye, it seems that’s the case. There was a duration of 2 weeks that this bitch manager was away on leave, back to her hometown oversea. There were rumors saying that she went back to attend interviews, trying to salvage her own grace, hopefully she can get a job outside of current employment, since her contract is up in few months’ time. If she unable to convince the confirmation from the ones up there, it’ll most likely that she’ll get the axe falls onto her head.

There’s another version from the bitch herself. She claimed that she was away on holiday, back to her hometown. That was when she receives call from the company asking her to go for the interview in this soon-to-join company.

C’mon guys, seriously. Do you think all these can fall into pieces within that 2 weeks? How come I don’t get this kinda stuff happen to me in all my life thus far? On 2 weeks’ holiday, some big company come knocking on your door, asking you to join their company?! Coincident? I don’t think so.

When she returns, she claims that she was having sleepless nights over this difficult choice that she has to make. On one hand, is a company that she has spent her 14 years at. On the other hand, is a brand new company, brand new challenges await, brand new working environment beckons. After much considerations, she decided to go for the latter.

From within, she knows that she’s not doing good throughout her time here. It’s meant to be a people-oriented environment, well, hence the name of “call centre manager”. What does call centers comprise of? PEOPLE!! And you are, sticking up your nose high up, putting up a posture of:” I’m a Manager. Don’t Come Near Me” kinda impression. With that said, no one will ever go near her. But she’s the kinda person that really wants to stuff her nose everywhere, every aspect of it. And her bloody ascent is damn fucking hard to understand for a foreigner. Please excuse my level of English understanding, but I seriously do not understand a word that is coming outta her mouth at all. I’ll need sometime to analyse it before I can give out a proper reply.

Wanna know further inside stories of her departure? Nah. I think I should leave this to myself instead of publish this kinda stories in the public blog like this. Email me should you wanna know it.

Now, with the pest set to leave within a month’s time, I’m just waiting for the day the new manager that is going to replace this bitch. And from there on, I wanna see how the stupid underling that always biting around bitch manager’s tail will reacts to it. Jealousy in me? Not a slight bit. I don’t care about that position at all. I’ve got something else in my mind. Big ones.

I’ve been keeping this news for myself for 2-3 days, and it’s never easy to keep news this BIG all to yourself. Tried to contain it, but I failed. The VIPs sent out the official notifications on last Friday so as to end all speculations on her departure. Well, well, well…this ends one pest’s life from the company, hopefully a brand new chapter will begins for the department, who has been in all gloomy-doomy for as long as the bitch manager was there.

The announcement was done on a Friday. After that announcement, I initiated a drinkfest cum celebration at a pub nearby the area. Damn! Life is good!

Couple of days back, ain’t too sure what happen. My department has a sudden craze for meal outside. Just the 2 departments only: the one collecting paperwork, and the one collecting money. So happen some of the peers stil remembers there were still funds left since the supervisor before Motivator left. Hence they wanted to use up those funds. After much thinking and negotiating and saliva-spitting sessions, it has been decided that the meal is gonna be held at TGIF nearby. Here's a picture of the meal few days back.

TGIF's Cheeseburger

Now, about that looooooong overdue conspiracy theory that I think I have. Have you ever start thinking when your direct reporting manager started to learn up everything that is supposed to be learnt by yourself? Be it meetings, conferences, reports etc. whatever that you can think of. Maybe it’s just me. Don’t quote me on this: if the above happens, one might wanna think of either getting a new job elsewhere, or you better buck the fuck up on whatever that can keep you survives in current employer, if not improve it.

You all have been reading on my rants of Motivator for quite some time now. The manager is doing, covering all angles on every single aspect that is even supposed to be Motivator’s job to do it. Preparing for the worst? Trying to learn as much as he can during his tenure in current department. Deep down inside, I doubt current manager will last forever here. It’s just my instinct. Don’t ask me why. That being said. At least my manager is doing much better in terms of blending in with his subordinates and peers compare to that bitch manager.

Ah well, that’s all for this entry. Hope I can dig out more saucy stuff in my next entry. Gotta catch a footie match soon. Have a nice weekend!

Irritating Meeting [Part 2 - Finale]

2010-09-22T20:59:00.000+08:00

I’m back. Again. Ranting? I was at a more foul-mood yesterday. Wanted to write this post up last nite but dozed off couple of minutes later. Wanna know what happen to me yesterday? Read on.

In my previous entry, ‘twas all about the meeting on the arrangement of the presentations of each department. Yesterday was another meeting being held, to have everyone’s ideas up and running, as well as doing a final mock-run on the presentation, in front of the few internal representatives. Who were there? Same participants as per the last meeting, which happened on Monday. I know my drawings are really outta place. To be frank, I never pass even once on all my arts’ exams during my schooling days. So bare with me fellow readers. Here’s another dose of that awful drawings of mine for your easy references.

black dot (top left) - underling
black dot (bottom right) - bitch manager
big purple dot - my manager
yellow dot - Motivator
green dot - Me

As usual, the 2 black dots are those 2 retarded bitches. The rest are representatives from different divisions who are attending it. After the discussion is finalized on what-to-amend on the posters, my manager decided to have a mock-run on the presentation for everyone that was in the room. Jaw-dropping, eye-bulging, mouth wide-open, none of us was prepared and informed about doing mock-run and all that. I don’t give a shit about other teams but Motivator and I have been discussing what to say earlier in the morning, so both of us pretty much have a general idea what to say during the actual thing take place. Presentation? To me, it’s just a piece of cake. It’s just another form of bullshitting on a broad daylight, in front of people you may or may not know. The posters are just up there to distract the audience, what they really focusing on is you. ‘cos you’re the one that will be doing all the talking, and they will be listening to whatever stuff that is coming outta your mouth. Whether they understand what you’re saying is entirely different story. I did it with flying colors, literally, without anyone commenting what am I suppose to change. Well, maybe just one word that I’m not supposed to use, and that’s it. And that was coming outta that bitch’s stinking mouth, yet again. You think this is the reason why I’m pissing off yesterday? Owh, you are OH-SO-WRONG!

The bitch’s underling arrives a lil’ late, claiming that she’s handling an escalation call. Meh. Fuck it. When it’s her time to present her stuff, this stupid underling keep on asking

“Should I add in...........................???”

“Should I say this.........................??”

“Can I say this?? Because........................??”

“Can I put this into the presentation on this topic that..........................??

What the flying fuck is this underling bitch wasting my time here for?? You were soooooooo fucking confident the day before, with your bloody pen swaying all over places instead of your bloody thumb. Your bloody FUCKING THUMB!!

As expected, that bitch manager starts to run her mouth for the next 10-15 minutes, telling her underling that she should be saying this and that, that and this, add in this and that…and the bloody conversation went on and on between 2 of ‘em. My manager was lucky enough to "escapte" the torturing session during that short period as he got an important phone call to attend to. During the interim, the bitch manager kept on saying

“You should add this.............................. but use your own words.”

“Put in this comment of.........................but use your own words.”

“Don’t forget to put this.........................but please use your own words.”

“Owh, I just remember, you should put this in as well. Remember, use your own words.”

How is that consider “YOUR OWN WORDS”?! Those were basically the bitch manager's own words, not her underling’s own words ffs. And stupid enough, this underling is soooooo goddamn busy writing down whatever shit that is coming outta the bitch manager’s mouth. As she was busy writing, the bitch manager kept on stressing “Use your own words”. Stupid? Ironic? Contradicting? It all rolls into one simple word : brainless! I didn't bother to see what happen later on 'cos it's not worth my precious time doing it.

So, today is the day of reckoning. The big shots are in town. Did a couple of check, no more mock-run between us. I was in a training (still). My manager has informed us last nite that the big shots will only be in the building around 1pm-ish. So, we’ve ample time to do whatever that we need to do, except for the fact that there’s no red carpet for ‘em. Sorry guys. Budget is waaaay out this year. Insufficient funds.

Everything went on smoothly on my floor here during the presentation. The underling and the bitch manager are both based at another level. I didn’t have the intention to see how their “performance” is. Not even the slightest of all. ‘cos it’s not worth my time doing it. If you can’t do it in a mock-run, or perhaps an instant presentation, that means you don’t cut it to present at a higher level. That’s my thought on it. Call me arrogant or whatever that you want. That’s just my way of seeing it. I’m not arrogant, I’m just better. If you have different view on this, start your own blog and rant about me in your own blog then.

Got a shocking news earlier this morning. I shall keep this one to myself til the time is right to say it out. I ain’t too sure on the reliability of this source but, I shall keep this one to myself, for now.

Til then. I stil owe you guys (and ladies of ‘cos) the conspiracy theory. I shall do it, some day. Rest assured.

Be back for more.

Irritating Meeting Ever

2010-09-20T21:38:00.000+08:00

I’m pissssssed..fucking pissed! It’s all gotta do with work today. Read on, and thou shalt know.

As you all by now, today is my first day of training on the department that I’m going into. Nothing much to complain on the training. Training resume as normal with my beloved trainer. Yeah, I know I know. I was a tad-bit late, (as usual =P) but hey, nobody’s perfect.

Halfway through of training, my trainer receives an email from manager requesting both of us to attend a meeting at 1030am later. Great. This email was timed at 1010am. Talk about tight schedule.

Time comes. Gotten my ass into the meeting room. All supervisory level people are in there. My manager is in there ‘cos he is chairing this meeting, and of course another manager from the other floor. Remember about a bitch that I posted up few posts back last month? In case you forgot, please revisit that post over here => 12th Day . Just scroll down to 1 paragraph right before the diagram with colored dots. It’s just an intro to how bitchy this bitch can be.

Here’s how it all started. The vice president of our centre is coming down from oversea to have a meeting, together with couple of top management people. In short, big shots high up there are coming to town. We gotta prepare something. My new manager happens to be a close friend with vice president for at least 3 years. Hence, he’s having loads of ideas to be presented to the vice president, and this meeting is all about getting the opinions from the teams respectively on what are the to-dos and not-to-dos during the presentation. You got the drill by now. Please see below diagram for better understanding of the in-depth illustration of today’s rant.

black dot (left) - bitch manager

black dot (right) - bitch's underling/pen-pointing bitch
big purple dot - my manager

other colored dots - departmental representatives

There are few departments that are under these 2 managers’ supervisions. Each department will have their own poster, coupled with key points to be presented to VP on this coming Wednesday. However, prior to that, discussions must be held to gather opinions and hopefully gathering thoughts on any improvements/reduction of information onto the posters.

The meeting was scheduled to be 1 hour. Because of this bitch, it dragged on for fucking 1.5 hours. Just because she wants it everything in accordance to what she has uttered out from her fucking stinking mouth. The moment the meeting starts, she hardly closes her fucking mouth. Eventhough she looks kinda dreamy due to no makeup on her fugly face, her ever-messy hair is like buncha weed at the roadside. How on earth can a manager of a department can be that messy in terms of her outlook Is really beyond anyone’s imagination. My apologies. Don't both imagine it. Doesn't worth your precious time. Let's move the fuck on.

She just has got to open her fucking mouth for each and single posters that is being projected on the screen. Loads of comments coming out of her mouth. My manager is a kind man. He knows when and how to fight back. From what I think, he’s just pacifying her, to make her shut the fuck up. Little does this bitch know that all these posters are the hard work of my manager. I bumped into him on one fine Saturday, (or was it Sunday? Let’s skip the details. ‘twas a weekend for sure. I swear on my life.) he was doing these posters at his desk. He was designing it, putting the words, the key point etc etc. He then gathered the inputs from all the supervisors on things to be uploaded on the posters. After all said and done, only then these posters were put up for further discussions.

All this bitch did thus far, was just condemning, criticizing, bombarding with stuff that none of us know what the fuck is she babbling and talking about towards my manager. The whole room was just filled with her fucking irritating, filthy, stinking, annoying, maddening, fucking words-can’t-describe voice. How I wish I can get the fuck outta that room after she criticize the posters of my department. (My supervisor, Motivator called in sick today. That’s why I was in meeting). She knows nuts on how things work in my department, so don’t you fucking run your bothersome mouth on some fictional facts on it with general idea that you’ve got somewhere else. I was fuming when she asked me on some unrelated stuff to that posters, upto a certain point I almost slam on the table. Fucking bitch. Don’t fuck with me!

On a sidenote, remember the underling that always follow this bitch’s tail wherever this bitch goes? If you don't, please read back the link above to have a "better understanding". She not much better. I think she caught the notion that I fucking hate her a lot, she dare not utter a word when the poster is about my department. But one thing I hated about this underling during the meeting was that she keeps on pointing her pen to the speaker (ok, speaker = person who speaks, not that speaker system. Got it?) whenever she responds to a particular statement.

Now, I don’t know if all you readers aware of this fact, but this is one thing you should know whenever you’re attending a meeting: Never, EVER FUCKING point something towards anyone in the meeting! Be it a pen, your fucking finger or just about anything! The only thing you can use to point at anyone in the meeting is your fucking THUMB! It’s fucking rude to point anyone using anything but your bloody FUCKING THUMB your parents gives you. There’s a reason why the one up there gives you 10 fingers! Not 9, not 6, not any other numbers but 10! A fucking 10 fingers. 5-a-side. Each has it’s own function. So use it properly. If not, please cut if off and go die please!

I noticed the pen-pointing action from this underling throughout the whole meeting. She’s lucky that she didn’t do that to me. I was just waiting for the right time for me to retaliate and say:

"Please move your pen away from me. It is very rude to point at someone using a pen in a meeting. Don’t you know that? You’re a supervisor. You should know this simple rule."

But, Lady Luck seems to be with her at that hour. She never says a word when the discussion is about my department. Damnit!

The whole 1.5 hours is just full with debates between the 2 managers. The rest are just nodding their heads. Who dares to go against something said by a manager? All we do is just wishing for the session to be over ASAP and get the fuck outta the room and get on with our daily work.

My supervisor, Motivator is coming back tomorrow. I’m gonna discuss with him on this presentation piece of work, and work from there. My training will starts at 9am for this whole week. He should be in 2 hours before my training starts. I shall manage it.

Presentation? What presentation? Piece of cake.

Till then. I will not let this bitch’s stupid behavior dampens my mood for the rest of the week. Mainly because my favourite footie team just beaten our arch rivals last nite. I’m curing my pimples now ‘cos of the after-match effects, insomnia. Hahaha.

I shall be back with the conspiracy theory of mine that I wrote on my previous post yesterday.

Stay tuned.

Another Sunday, Another Month

2010-09-19T20:25:00.000+08:00

It’s been a month since my last entry here. You must be wondering what the hell has gone with me throughout my absence… Am I dead for good?? Fat chance. Read on and find out more.

As per my previous entry., my boss has given me the nod to proceed and train up the joker-newbie to my current department, in return of me moving to the opposite direction.

That’s what I was doing for the whole duration of my absence here. Ain’t too sure why I spread the whole schedule upto a month, but then again, the boss & the supervisor have no fucking clue on what the schedule is all about and blindly accepted it, hence the training was underway the very Monday after this swapping proposal was panned out to both of them in the meeting between the 3 of us.

I wouldn’t say it’s the most enjoying 1 month in current department, ‘cos it’s been a fun ride throughout the months I’m with the existing team, eventhough with the fact that I was moved to different workstation for a few times, like a nomad. This team, I’ll forever love you guys deep in my heart.

It’s not something new for me to train up newbies. In short, the training is split up to 2 weeks of system and logical training, whilst the remaining 2 weeks are all on practical, as in the newbie is taking up the phone calls and I’ll be sitting right next to him, giving him guidance as and when appropriate. Everything went well. It’s just a matter of his call skill that needs to be brushed up a wee bit, which I intend to brief him up on the last week of training, which happens to be couple of days back. But he was on leave, so be it. My task is done. I’ve delivered what they wanted. Call skill is not something that you can force it outta some individual. It’ll emerge as times go by. No point forcing the individual on the same shit of call skill daily. If an individual can’t do it, perhaps just give him/her some time, time will tell. But in terms of job knowledge, I think this newbie is more than equipped to do stuff on his own, despite some system access problem, which never got solved for as long as he’s here since May. What the fuck are they doing?!?! Goddamnit!

Lotsa things happen throughout this past month. Another one has left us in pursuit of own interest. After more than half decade in current company, the time has come to get outta current job scope in search of something fresh outside. A new world awaits, new challenges beckon. Good luck to you! You know who you are. Love you always as well! Can’t thank you much for dragging me back here and reunite with you guys. Really. I’m still your slave as always, summon me as and when you need me, I shall be there in a blink of an eye at your command.

Tomorrow will be my first day of training for the department that I’m swapping into. This training will be for duration of 2 weeks. Yes. U saw that rite. 2 fucking weeks. How great is that. And here I thought I’ll be given a training duration of a month, just like that newbie. Hmmm..Ahh well...I’m god, literally. At least the rest think that I am.

Meh. 2 weeks of training, after so long. Another dosage of training. Hope I can last that 2 weeks awake during training.

A footie match involving my favourite team is comin’ up in less than 10 minutes, that’s all for this short post. I’ll post a conspiracy theory in my next post. So stay tuned til then. Adios!

Sunday Post

2010-08-22T19:35:00.000+08:00

Since last post entry was out, there were mixed reactions from the readers on the fact of me swapping to another department. Some were delighted to hear that, some were not too positive on that.

Those that are delighted, thanks a lot on that. I have my own agenda on proposing the swap to my boss, and I don’t intend to tell you all on it here in this blog. It’s best for me to keep this one to myself, at least a little secret for myself. Don’t bother ask me.

As for those nay-sayers, fearing things might not work out for me as planned, fearing the what if’s:

What if things don’t work out in the other department that I’m heading to?

What if that joker-newbie turns out to be disaster in current department that I’m in?

What if Motivator says he’s gay?

What if.....what if......what if.....

There are so many What Ifs in this world we’re living in. Fearing the “What Ifs” will only deter you from moving forward. There’s a risk in everything we do, everything choice that we make, every move we take. If we fear the consequences, or perhaps thinking too much even before anything is said and done, you won’t not be advancing. Hell, you might even passing up a chance to something great, who knows? Otherwise, stay where you are for the rest of your career/life then.

By the way, in case I haven’t make this official yet, both bosses have given it a go for the swapping plan. I ain’t too sure why the urgency in it and to have the whole thing start on coming Monday, which happen to be tomorrow.

Ahh well, before anything, please keep all your emotions to yourself. Nothing’s been said and done just yet. There’s a month to go for me the train the joker-newbie up. Let’s see how’d it go from there, ok? So, for the time being...just.....

Went for an early breakfast on yesterday morning. I couldn’t believe myself that I did get up at 6 in the fucking morning, just for the sake of a pork feast in northern territory of my living area. Well, put it this way: ‘twas the 1 year anniversary on the 17th for the 4 of us, and 4 of us didn’t have the chance to celebrate it, doing it our desired way. Hence this trip of pork feast up north. Another reason was to have the one that expressed the intention to leave, to at least make this official to just between the 4 of us, if you know what I mean.

The outcome of the "announcement" was as expected. Both of the other teammates were eyes-bulged and astonished hearing that.

The whole trip went well. Having pork on a Saturday morning is really awesome. Words can’t express it. Wanna do it again next time? Yea right. But not at 6 in the fucking morning anymore. I’ll pass that if it is the case. I slept again for few hours after the pork feast, to make up whatever sleeping time I’ve missed on that night. Haha. Revenge is sweet, in another way.

I’ve just got up from my slumber an hour ago. Ain’t too sure how am I gonna sleep later. Fortunately there’s a footie match tonite. I’m contemplating whether to watch it at 11 later.

On a sidenote, I’ve just finished up my marathon for the drama series “Lost”. Yea. Whole 6 seasons of it. To summarize it, it just like “Heroes”, drama great at start, getting more and more ridiculous towards the end. Tell me this: how on earth can 1 bloody island turn back time and bring you to future? Well, all-in-all, it’s just another fail project from ABC network. At least for me.

That’s a short one for this time. Be back for more.

366

2010-08-18T19:58:00.000+08:00

Today’s post is deemed to be massive for me, I think. Wanna know what happened thus far? Here we go.

It’s the 18th day of the 8th month of the year. Yesterday marks a full one year the 4 of my teammates have been fortunate enough to survive in the current team for a full year, in a peaceful and crazy way. Hats off to the team! In short, it’s our 1 year anniversary since we got into this company.

That’s a slight off topic part....just to remind you all how far it has been since we, or me got into current employer......

Back to gossip, yeah. That’s what this blog is all about, gossips and bitchin’ and rumors, and more bitchin’ and some education and some community service in the midst of it.

Had a chat with one of my workmates recently. The previous manager who got Motivator into the company previously, remember?? [Not that I care if you can’t remember him, go read my previous post entry then] He finally admitted to this workmate of mine that he has made a mistake in bringing an outsider, Motivator into this role.

For fucking hell’s sake after 3 months, now only he realize that?! Is he high on something all these while? Has he no eyes in seeing, or perhaps hearing what was happening during his time here when he was still with us? Seriously, he might wanna get a brain check already then. What a shocker!

Next, another workmate of mine has expressed the intention of leaving the current team and opted to learn something fresh in some other division within the company. The bosses from both divisions have agreed on the request and now it’s just a matter of time for the transition to be completed. Seriously, this is gonna be a tad bit hard for us though. But then again, good luck in all your future undertaking.

Third & finally, I had a meeting with both Motivator and my manager earlier today in regards to my mid-year report that I was rushing my ass off to meet the dateline couple of months’ back. Yeah. “Mid-Year”, and they wanna discuss with me now, in the month of August. How great is that eh?

Throughout the meeting, basically I expressed my intention to leave this division seeking higher ground 6 months from todate, as per my report. Both of them has agreed on this one and they’ll be lining up a string of arrangement in pulling me up there. Erm…..not that I’m overconfident with my own capabilities but I think I’m ready for that at any point of time now, it’s just that there’s one uncontrollable factor that is thwarting me from moving, which is an opportunity for that to happen. To make things easier for you guys, there’s no job opening yet, ok? Adding to the fact that I don’t feel like answering anymore calls now, I proposed an idea to both of ‘em in the meeting.

I bet you guys still remember this retarded newbie that is having so many problems and creating so much “commotion” in the other division? I am intending to swap division with him.

When I said these words, outta nowhere, Motivator that has been silent for as long as the meeting goes burst out saying that he wanted to talk to me yesterday about this too! Guess what, he didn’t. He was nowhere to be seen yesterday. Even when he was at his desk, I don’t see him having any “intention” to discuss with me on this matter at all! So how on earth does he have this thinking of swapping me with the joker is really cracking me up and had me scratching my balls, really. Motivator further added, and admitted himself that this joker-newbie that brought in personally by himself is indeed a slow-learner.

Hah! Finally! Another shocker! One admitted that he made a mistake bringing in Motivator. One admitted that the joker-newbie is a slow-learner! 2 sweet things happen in ermm....erm.... 2 weeks. How nice can that be eh?? Our 1st year anniversary, 2 confessions made in 2 weeks, this fucking deserves a celebration goddamnit!!!! A crate of beers this way please!!!!!!!

But the ultimate task I’ve got to do is to of course train this joker up to my level, or as much as I can to make him know what the hell is he doing on a daily basis in my division here. The other division is cracking up on a daily basis, my current division is more than capable of self-motivating and surviving, with or without me, with or without Motivator. So it will do both teams good if only me and this joker can swap position. Reason why I brought this one up is because there has been a live example of such case with one of my current workmates. He was having a torrid time on a daily basis when he was in the other division. When he was down and almost facing the axe, I told my previous leader to give him another chance to prove his worth and that if he were to roll over to my current division, I’m sure that this soon-to-be-fallen guy will be able to a great asset to the team. And I gladly proved him that I just managed to retain a good guy in current employer todate. In case you’re reading this, you owe me one there. Remember this.

On a sidenote, the swapping arrangement was just being discussed in the meeting just 45minutes before I get outta office for the day. Nothing has been confirmed yet as Motivator would like to have a word with both the joker-newbie & the rest of the other division that I’m swapping into. Once all green lights obtained, it’s just need to be documented and we can start the process coming this Monday.

Some maybe sad, some maybe breathing a sigh of relief. I know. Move on. This swapping will not be effective immediately. Patient ladies and gentlemen, I’ve gotta pass my knowledge onto the joker-newbie within a month’s time. Gimme a month, I hope I can transform this joker-newbie to “blossom” like the previous guy. Finger cross.

There! Massive enough for you?! I think it is. At least for me.

Be back for more! Gotta rush some reports on the meeting earlier today with the 2 bosses and get things rolling. Wish me luck.

12th day

2010-08-12T20:55:00.001+08:00

Here we go again. Been away from this blog for couple of weeks, got lashed by waves and waves and waves of verbal attack from workmates and mates that know me. Ahhhh, my stupid blog seems to getting the “attention” after much free “promo” from within. Nice nice..Good job ladies and gentlemen. Please see me in person to get your free “service”. Doorstep service preferably. *evil smirk*

Can’t stand the pain of waiting?? Maybe you might wanna consider starting one blog similar like mine then? I know I know…

“No time.”

“Lazy”

“Boring”

“Not interested”

“Don’t feel like typing so many words after typing for the whole day long in office”

blah blah blah…..

Yea, those are pretty much the lame excuses that normally bomb into my ears when I asked them to write something like this. Like a journal entry, or perhaps like a diary, in digital style. You buncha useless, lazy marthaphuackers. But does that make me a hardworking person by typing so much throughout the years? Nope. Does that make me a gossip monger by featuring in this space? Nop-, ok...maybe, just.

Right enough of rubbish talkin’. Lemme recap of my last post *reading back last blog entry in a glance*. It’s been half a month since my last post. Right. It’s my blog. I’ll post whenever I want and I shall not succumb to any threat, in any means, in any circumstances.

Seems like there are silent readers, which doesn’t post up any comments in here. Scare? I don’t know. Lazy? Maybe. Read and Close the browser? Most likely. Ahh well, I know who came in here and when and how. So, I know who you are. Deep down inside, thanks for visiting this filthy blog of mine.

Now, moment of truth. The title in previous post was “92”, which ultimately represents the amount of days that Motivator has survive in our workplace since late April.

“See? I told ya?

“YESSSSSSSHHHHHHH!!!!”

“I know already laaa, stupid.”

“OooooooOoooo……K”

The above are the possible reply that I might expect from my fellow readers. Meh. Thought so. You might be asking how did I come up with this figure? What am I trying to prove by keeping track of his tenure in here? Well. I don’t need to prove anything to anyone. I am myself. I’ll do whatever I want in here. I am King in here. Like the local people here says,

“If you don’t like it, get the fuck outta here!”

Motivator is doing fine, at least from my stupid opinion that is. I ain’t too sure how’s he doing in other people’s view. But after a meeting with couple of managers earlier today, I think I might wanna retract my opinion on that already. I shall elaborate further on that shortly.

And I betcha stil remember that newbie that join another department, which is “highly recommended” by Motivator and was claimed by him as “very fast learner”. Well, seems to me he’s “very fast” in getting himself fucked by all workmates in his division. Imagine this, you’re a newbie. After 1 month of classroom training. You should have your notes ready on your job. Came outta classroom, anything you don’t know, you should ask around, write it down in your fucking 200 pages thick note book, supplied by company, and remember it, and refer to that note book, as if your life depends on it. But this fucking moron kept on asking the same questions over and over and over and over and over again. Put yourself into the senior shoes, if I come to you and ask a simple question which has been taught back in the classroom, once in the morning, once in the afternoon, on a daily basis, for a duration of at least 1 month now, what will you response/do?

“Where’s your fucking notes? Where were you in the training? I told you trillions time already, didn’t you note it down?”

And my favourite quote from a mate of mine back in my previous employer:

“Howwwwwww many fucking times do you want me to tell youuuuuuuuu?”

This situation has arisen since earlier last month, and it’s still ongoing at time of this post. Seriously, deep down inside, as I always say in office, please go die.

Right. So much so on the newbie. Back to hot topic, Motivator.

I was scheduled for a meeting with 3 managers, with Motivator and another person ranked sameas him on some ongoing issue that needs to be ironed out in an effort to smoother the process. Went into the room, first thing I hear was this bitch manager make a big hoo-haa on the air-con being too cold, but she didn’t bring anything extra to wear on ie. Shoal, jacket etc etc. This debate went for a good 5 minutes just for her wanting to get another room that is not too freezing. Stupid bitch! A good 5 minutes gone. Sat down, owh!!! Just remember, here’s a simple diagram on the seating in that meeting.

black dot [right]: bitch

black dot [left]: underling + laptop + speakers
pink + red dots: 2 managers
green dot: me
yellow dot: Motivator

That bitch basically went on and on about the process and how this other managers should assist them in coming up with a call script to ease the burden of their agents in case same event were to ever occur again moving forward. Then she even asked her underling to play a recorded call specifically to address their concern. That call lasted for about 5-7 minutes, which was then escalated from the agent to the underling.

Be realistic guys, that bitch & the underling are both working in a call centre division. The other 2 managers are in an entire different, not dealing directly with clients on a daily basis, but more on the back office role in that sense. Ain’t going much details on this, but the fact is that if any of your agent is unable to cope with that, and you require help from other non-call-centre division, it just go on to prove that there’s something wrong with your management, your skill, and those underneath will be no better. In short, your division is shit. How can a call centre environment be requesting help from other division instead of people within the division? What a fucking waste of my time. That debate alone went on for another 1 hour, just for that. Fucking bitch. Her underling is not much better at all. She knows jackshit, I hate seeing her face. It just makes me wanna puke right in front of her whenever I see her fuck face passes by. All my appetite will be gone in an instance.

Fair enough.

Time for motivator and my turn to speak on some concern to the managers, and I thought Motivator is suppose to have something up his sleeves that he wanna address it, but…but…but….he turn his face to me and said:

“I’ll pass this on over to you. Go ahead.”

Huh?!?!!

Seriously. That’s all he gotta say?!?!?! I wonder what is he doing in all those meetings/briefings that he has been through since the day he was here. Tryin’ to be a clown for us?? Please, you’re makin’ a fool outta it. The 2 divisions under Motivator’s helm can survive without him, I’m confident of that. As of this post, he’s on his 108th day in our department tomorrow. He’s living on borrowed time? I think so. Is he gonna die like that newbie? No, but eventually maybe. Not now, but again, my conscience inside tells me the below:

Anyhow, I was doing all the talking for my division in terms of the concern that we have. Well, there’s not much concern from our end here ‘cos we don’t deal with the 2 managers’ team that often, even if there are cases involving their teams, my department is very capable of closing the call from our end. That’s the confident that I have on the team.

Ahh, there there. The latest rant is out, for that some one that is travelling oversea now, please enjoy your holiday and stop hassling me for posting entry in this space every other day. I’ll do it when I feel like doing it. If there’s no entry in here, means everything is good from me, at the very least. The situation today just really gets on my nerve and I need to put aside my “Lost” drama series marathon project and my Starcraft 2 journey to post this one up.

Are bitches that are not “well-fertilised” always behave like bitches, so that they can take out the “frustration” in them onto the others in workplace?

Bloody bitches!

92

2010-07-28T20:42:00.000+08:00

Been hurled by jeers for the past week 'cos of no entry in this humble blog of mine. So, here we go.

Wonder what's the above number on the title is all about?? Take a wild guess. Lemme know by leaving your comments at chat box next to this post, eh??

Nothing much to write about. It’s been another peaceful week, well, at least for me. I’ve got some ideas in my mind for now on the topic to be written, but then again, once I start babbling, it’ll be hard for me to stop though. Can this not wait til weekend?

Just imagine this, and think hard:

You’re in new a company, whole new working environment, whole new group of people to start your journey/adventure with in this new workplace. What would you be expecting from your fellow new workmates? What should you do, as a newbie in this workplace, to mix-around, and make sure you’re able to cope up with everything that is being thrown to you?

By the way, just got 2 awards today given by the management. I was a lil’ bit puzzled when I got that, one for never take any medical off days for the past 6 months, and one for some extra stuff that I did. For one, I remembered I took a couple of days off due to medical reasons. Ain’t too sure what happen there, but then again, if they’re giving it to me, I ain’t complaining. Furthermore, it’s free. For those that knows me well enough, if it’s free, just fucking take it. Any questions, ask later. In short,

FREE MUST TAKE!

Ahh well, wasn’t expecting those stuff to come my way to be frank as I was working my ass off towards the end of my working hours earlier today before my manager asked me to “get the fuck over here!”

Yea, that’s the way how my department “communicate” to each other. It’s all in a day’s work. therefore, no grudges there. Long as things are done, reports are submitted, shits are offloaded, datelines are met, we’re good.

It’s a rather short entry today. I’ll be back, for sure. Hopefully I am able to write a long one come this weekend, or perhaps this Friday nite.

A Thursday

2010-07-22T20:50:00.000+08:00

As promised, here I am, posting in front of my comfy home desktop, with Ipod plugged into my ears, free from all disturbance. Of course to give you an update on something that I promised in my last post.

As mentioned last night, I was summoned into the room for a conference call with the people high up there. I know it’ll be beneficial for me in introducing/establishing myself to the aforementioned group of people, but then again, talk is cheap. I don’t wanna be a person that goes into a conference like a used tool just to explain stuff to the management, and my immediate leader will take all the credits. Preferably, I’d like to talk face-to-face to the management, let ‘em recognize my face, what I’ve said et al. That’ll be some impact I’d say. Call me whatever you want but I ain’t doing this for his sake.

Maybe god hear my pleas last whole nite, I was engaged in an ad-hoc task this morning when I sat my ass down on my cubicle:

“I need this lists of report urgently, I’m meeting the client 3 hours later, send it to me ASAP.”

That’s the word from the manager who asked me to compile the report this morning.

I start work at 630 (Right. I gotta admit, nobody’s perfect. I was late.) The conference call is at 8, the above big boss wanted the report ASAP. She’s meeting the client in 3 hour’s time. Which one should I be prioritizing? Motivator? Big boss? Read on.....

Motivator came in, usual greeting bullshit, which I’m getting sick N’ tired of when you do it on a daily basis. He came to me, asking me to join the conference, sounds like a gentle reminder. I in turn asked him:

“You should be familiar with all the cases’ narratives in the report by now, are you not?”

He gave me a firm yes. Then, I explained to him that I’ve gotta rush the report to the big boss and I’m afraid I might need to miss out on this one again. “Again?!”, you might be wondering. Please bear in mind that I missed the last one out ‘cos I had a throat viral-infection. Yeah. Sounds about right.

I was taken aback with his reaction after what I’ve said. He said that it’s alright, and he can manage it himself.

Now, here’s the thing. He asked me into the conference, I just told him that I might need to sit this one out, again. But now he said that he’s able to manage it by his own? Something is not right here. A tad-bit fishy, ain’t it?? I’ll let you imagination runs wild there.

Ahh, fuck that. I rushed off the report to the Big Boss and that’s all I was doing til the report was done. ‘twas such a big relief right after the report was done & dusted. Had quite a long lunch break today. Yea. Got a short-message on my mobile from my workmate that says:

“Our new manager wants to talk to us at 1 later.”

Didn’t see this one comin’ today. But sooner or later, new manager is gonna do it anyway. In short, the session was similar like the autonomous party held last week. The difference is the person who’s sitting in front of us when we bitchin’ N’ rantin’.

Let’s be frank, no one dare to bitch/rant anything in front of your new manager. If ones dare, I’ma kneel in front of that person and pray. The session chaired by our new manager was a peaceful, non-explosive, and was quite a fruitful session. For me, it makes no difference. It’s just the way how we play around with the words, depending on who will be the target audience. You should know the drill.

Meh. End of. That’s all. After the session, immediate result is visible from Motivator. He came to me saying that he’s coming to me tomorrow and spend couple of hours in an effort to speed up his learning curve. Yea. Been there, done that. Hope this time is for real.

There. Nothing much to rant today. And I didn’t use the eff word excessively in this post today. I never ceased to amaze myself at times. I know. I’m the best! (Laugh like mad cow)

Hope for a peaceful tomorrow.

Peace yo!

All-In-One

2010-07-21T21:55:00.000+08:00

It’s been awhile since I post in here…I know I know..been awfully busy for the past week. Busy on what you might ask? Work, home, work, home… watch some tv dramas, playing couple of facebook games. That’s all.

Highlight of last week was of course my 1-on-1 session with who else but Motivator. Yea. It’s about him again. I wonder what my life could be if he were to ever leave us.

It was time for me to go into the room, with him, 1-on-1, solitary in a quiet room. He’s been bugging me for this session for quite some time already. One thing is because of his never-ending call quality “feedback N’ coaching” session with me, the other thing is to perhaps dig out some “information” from me on what’s going on in the department as he has heard few rumors flying here and there regarding him in particular.

Walked into the room, it’s the normal bullshit opening of:

“Good Morning, How are you?”

“How’s work?”

“Everything OK?”

And my answer to those hypocritical questions are:

“Morn”

“OK”

“It’s a’ight”

He went into the room 5 minutes earlier than me, ain’t too sure what the fuck is he doing in there, with his laptop [as usual] all up and running waiting for me. Just right before we started to hear the recorded calls and discuss about that, he turned around and ask me this again:

“Ok, before we start, is there anything you wanna talk to me about, anything. Work or non-work related.”

Right, this sonofagun is trying to ferret out who’s talking bad about him behind his back, who’s complaining, doing all the dramas on him. And he’s expecting to get that outta me? ME?! Fat hopes, with all due little respect that’s left in me for him, I told him:

“Erm, can we do that after the calls?”

And he duly obliged after I uttered those words, he concur with it and we proceed to the call listening. It was quite a pleasant conversation through the evaluation/discussion/whatever fuck you wanna put that session as ‘cos deep inside me, I don’t give a flying-fuck about this call quality at all. I never had, I never am, and I never will. So, criticize me for all you want as I’m from call centre background and all that but, as long as the customers’ concern are properly addressed upon, they will be happy, then I’m happy. Why do I need to do something extra to the extent of licking customer’s butt just to make ‘em happy? What if they’re wrong? Are you still gonna say that they’re right? C’mon, don’t be ridiculous. Customer is NOT always right. That’s what I’ve learnt ever since I’ve joined this current department. Customers could be the biggest fat-fuck liar in the whole world once you learn your trait in my department here. Trust me.

Right. Rants over, there were 4 calls to be listened and discussed. Time flies real fast without one noticing it. Couple of hours passes as I was having a “healthy” argument with him over some scoring part. When he said that he’s gonna send an email over to the evaluator on our argument, with his hand on the bloody keyboard, he asked me this:

“OK. Tell me what to write, tell me why do you think that you should be scoring higher than what you’re having now.”

For fucking bitches’ sake, we just had that “healthy” argument, didn’t you bloody listen to it? Where were you when I was talking, right in front your fuck face? I in turn told him:

“I don’t know, you’re sending the email off to the evaluator. I’ve just explained to you. I have forgotten what I said earlier. Perhaps you might wanna bring in a recorder next time. I don’t have a rewind button in me.”

There you go. 2 hours plus passes by, by just listening and arguing on that 4 fucking calls. Over and done with. Had a little break, he asked me for opinion on a case that involves a hefty sum of amount and it has to be finalized within next few days. The decision back then was to have our company absorb the loss. After much thorough checking from me, finally found out that the client is actually an industrial scammer-no-good-bastard, which is quite famous doing his dirty work throughout the market that we’re servicing. I told him that we shouldn’t be absorbing this but instead asked the owner of the shop to actually take this one up to the local authority. Our part is done since the day we took the money outta the shop owner. There. I saved his bloody ass from further bombarding. Thanking me, he said:

“Thanks again on that. ‘twas really fruitful. What would I do without you in this department?”

This sentence sounds very familiar. Because these exact same words were said to the trainer on few separate occasions! Does he think it will work on me? Fat chance!

The rest of the hour was basically discussion on my half-yearly evaluation form. He abruptly changed this and that, and have it his own way. Unwilling to argue any further, I just let him do whatever the fuck that he wants to it, because I’ve got a copy of the original form in my house, and in my office desktop.

There. Total time elapsed:

3 HOURS

Towards the end of the session, again he asked me:

“Is there anything else you wanna talk to me about, anything. Work or non-work related.”

I told him, coldly (In fact, ‘twas freezing cold in the room, I was having my jacket on but I was still shivering.):

“No. Nothing.”

He persisted:

“Owh, c’mon. You sure have heard something. Your relationship among the workmates are so excellent. You can talk and joke with everyone in this floor. Sure you’ve something to say to me.”

I was famished and freezing cold by now. I said:

“Hey, if there’s nothing to talk about, what the hell am I supposed to tell you about? I would’ve told you upfront if there’s something I know.”

Hearing this, he then switched the topic and asked about his own development in this company:

“What do you think of my progress so far?”

I said:

“I’m seeing improvement, slowly, but gradually. But you might need to speed that one up abit.”

I wanted to add “because time is not on your side anymore.” But if I were to say that, I’ll be hinting him that I know something that I shouldn’t be knowing, which will in turn put me into deep shit. I chose to zip my bloody big mouth instead.

He nodded, and that was it. History has been made, monument has been erected, record has been broken. My first 3-hours 1-on-1 session with my immediate supervisor. Try and beat that!

Off I go with my workmate for a fast-food-feast of KFC right after that. That KFC meal actually lasted me till next day’s breakfast time at 8am.

If memory serves me right, the above session was on Thursday. I spilled it all out to an autonomous party within the department on the very next day.

This autonomous party is in charge of conducting feedback sessions whenever there’s unrest among the department/company. Records will be noted down, compiled and be sent off to the chairman of the party, who will then send off the report to all the leaders so that this matter can be addressed to. According to them, traditionally, not a single name will be mentioned. Well, to be frank, the engagement of this autonomous party into our department is really the last resort after all failed us.

Friday beckons. I was the last of the lots to go into the bitchin’ session. Time was 2 in the noon, the session closed at 330, which is just the right time for me to get the fuck outta office and grab a weekend drink a usual.

In the session, all hell broke loose. From Motivator, to his new “recruit” who has been acting like nothing but a retard for as long as he’s here. I’m still at a complete loss why the fuck that Motivator added a comment of: “He’s a fast learner” onto this new recruit. It would’ve been best if Motivator just shut the fuck up and say nothing, absolutely nothing at all on this new recruit, which he claimed that he doesn’t know him personally at all. Ironic isn’t it? In case, you’re absolutely clueless on what the fuck am I talking about here, please read back my previous posts. It’s all there.

Ok. I’ve gone a slight bit off topic here. Let’s see what “transpired” in that bitchin’ session shall we?? Allow me some time to reminisce that feeling….Ahh, got it…

Motivator sucks.

New recruit is a slow learner.

Motivator is clueless on the reason he’s into this company.

New recruit is retarded.

Former manager’s vision of spotting “perfect candidate” to take over the team, which has few suitable internal candidates is absolutely trash. He has no vision whatsoever at all. Let go few suitable internal candidates, just to hire someone that he knows from previous employment, which turns out to be a total failure. In short, former manager sucks.

Motivator sucks all.

New recruit is a dead man walking.

Motivator is a dead man walking.

Former manager left a big shit hole in the department, the new manager has come in to cover that big pile of shit hole left by former manager.

There. Quite a few points there, enough for me to talk it through that 1.5 hours. Ain’t too sure what’ll happen with those comments of mine. But at least I voiced it all out, take it or leave it. Your call.

New manager is in the house on Monday, which was 2 days ago. 1st day arrival, wasn’t that free to chat around, meetings, briefings et al. Yesterday, he pulled me out for a cigarette break towards the end of my day and asked me what’s up with work/department so far. I told him boldly that the both work and department are alright. The problem lies with the Motivator himself. I ain’t going into details here now ‘cos I think fellow readers would’ve read enough of Motivator’s antics thus far. It’s just round-up story that I told my new manager about. Hearing that 5 minutes of my short “speech”, (yea, I wrapped it all up in 5 minutes. Talk about summary at it’s best eh?), the new manager said:

“Don’t you worry about him. Let me handle him. You don’t let those stuff de-motivate you, continue doing what you’re doing.”

Now, that was some assuring speech from him.

I’m entering a conference call tomorrow with Motivator along with another management staff. I ain’t too sure why am I being dragged into it. Could it be that Motivator wants me to cover things up for him, and let me be the “bad guy” in the call by doing all the complaints?? I shall update you lots tomorrow nite. You can count on that!

Phew! That was long! Sorry for not putting coloring and formatting on this post. It’s close to dozing time for me now. Adios!

Monday...The Day After...

2010-07-12T22:19:00.001+08:00

Today marks the first day of life after my mate left this company and moved on to another field, to a greener pasture. Yea, "a greener pasture" as he always quoted. Ahh well, at least he can find his happiness over at this new company that he has opted for, after almost 10 years in current employer. Perhaps it's time to move on to a higher role, with higher pay etc etc...Well, you know the drill.

Got a few things to share with you fellow readers tonite. Let's make this one quick, I've got dramas to catch later on.This one happened on last Thursday. Yea. I stil remember it clearly. I was about to go out for my lunch break, so happened that I gotta go down a level to visit a friend and join her for lunch break. She is working in a similar job description as mine, but slightly different role than me. Yea. in terms of the market we serve. Came across her workmates' cubicles, overheard a conversation. Had a chat with the people there, seems like the call has been ongoing for quite some time already, for at least 20 minutes. Wanna know the what's up with this? I know your are. Here goes.

C: Caller bitch
M: My workmate's unlucky colleague

C: Can I speak to [name of director here] please?
M: [Knowing the director is on leave because of the World Cup 2010] I'm sorry but he's not available today.
C: There's this letter that I've received today but I'm not too sure what it is about, I want to talk to him about it.
M: I'm sorry m'am, but perhaps I can assist you with that enquiries. Would you mind tell m..... *got cut off*
C: Look, don't you understand a single word that's coming outta my mouth? I said I WANNA TALK TO [name of director here] NOW!!
M: I'm sorry m'am, but he's not in today. Perhaps I can....*got cut off again*
C: Do you have his mobile?? Can you call his mobile now and tell him that I need to speak to him regarding this letter now.
M: I'm afraid no but I can put you through to my immediate supervi......*got cut off again*
C: Look, I do not want to speak with any supervisor, or manager or whatever. I just wanna speak to the signer of this letter that I have in my hand now!
M: .......
C: *Silent for almost 5 minutes, stuff-scrambling sound at background*
M: Hello, m'am...you there??
C: *Silent for another few minutes, stuff-scrambling sound at background*
M: Hello, are you still there??
C: ...........

The call was at this state throughout the 10 minutes that I was waiting for my workmate to go lunch. Ain't too sure what happen to that bitch that insisted talking to our director though, considering she's just a small time bitch working for someone in that company. Talk about bitchiness!!!

That's just one. Went for my mate's farewell dinner on last Friday. Again, it's just those mixed feelings that surge through my heart/head/veins at times when a close friend just leave me one-by-one. Meh, been telling this feeling in my previous post. Please refer to my previous post then. Hah!

Friday was rather busy, with 2 outta 5 of my workmates took their day off. Motivator never cease to "amaze" me with his "ridicule" antics. Like I told you all, 2 outta 5 is on day off, it means 3 of us are working. When working in a call centre-ish kinda environment, of course there will be times when the calls are swarming and waiting on the queue. It's expected. Now, I would like to ask one thing here:

Who has the authority to approve the day off then? Motivator himself. Knowing 1 has been approved couple of weeks back, he went ahead and approve another one. What was in his mind? Did he not check??

Hence came messages-after-messages of "reminder", telling us there are calls waiting for us. C'mon, you know we're down by 2 headcounts, and here you are, sitting at your place, with your big fat ass, sending out meaningless messages like these?? It really gets on my nerve sometimes when he does this.

Weekend loomed, did nothing but lying a home. Right. 'twas fucking weekend. I planned to go back office and do some stuff but the evil side of me just sorta "prevented" me from going.

The whole world has been crazy about World Cup for the past month. It all ended last nite. In case you don't know who's the winner, lemme tell you this:

And today, marks another day of retardness by none other than you-know-who. There's this case that my mate and I have been dealing with since last year. When Motivator got in, this case was somehow came to his knowledge and he said that he wanna deal with this as well.

Fair enough. Giving him a benefit of doubt, my mate did brief him from head-to-toe on the case, hoping him can take it over from there and fight on our behalf to somehow do some justice onto this case which had a really ridiculous outcome.

HOPE. That's really a big ask from Motivator. I'm speechless. Been through few discussions with other people from other divisions, people from different levels, but today when he gotten the reply from those people, he in turn forwarded the email to my mate and I asking us:

What are your thoughts on this?

Seriously, ladies and gentlemen:

Again...I am utterly speechless. I'm really...........

Tomorrow is another day. I'm off to bed now. Hope for a peaceful day tomorrow. Day of reckoning is near.

Another Day......

2010-07-06T20:46:00.000+08:00

My mom finally comes back from my aunt's memorial today. Together with her there are lotsa stuff she "obtained" from her hometown. Yeah, "obtained". You know the drill, oh my wise ones..

By the way, may you rest in peace, Aunt. *chanting..........*

Anyways, my last post said that I took a day off to finish up some mid-year report. Well, I didn't took the WHOLE day to finish the report off. I'ma human. I need food. I need pork especially. I will go berserk if there's no pork, or meat in a day. It's my source of "inspiration", it's my source of energy to pour my heart, body and soul to the company on my day-to-day job functions. I took off to join a cutie's farewell lunch, which was pre-arranged about 1 week ago. Can't miss this one, or I'll be having a torrid time in the office for god-knows how long. It's my day off, so I can have all the time in the world to do my own stuff, let alone my lunch.

Yeap. Off I go to downtown, into one of the famous shopping centre, into one of the famous western restaurant around, sat my ass down. Right. Just in time for the "kick-off". As usual during a farewell function, nothing much, just blabbering about the good ol' days, the funny stuff, the sad stuff, you know the drill.

While waiting for the food to arrive, it takes abit of the time because there were 12 of us attending the farewell lunch. Had a look at my mobile, not surprisingly, this one pops up:

"Hi, we have not completed the scoring for yourself... hmmm..How?"

Had another look at the time this thing is in: 9:30 in the morning. I was awake. Yeap. He did call me earlier. Yeap. But I chose not to answer Motivator's call. 'twas my fucking day off, and he approved it, so what now?? Am I supposed to go back and do it? NO FUCKING WAY!!
Couple of missed calls from the office follow suit during luncheon. Damnit! Leaving no choice, I picked up the call and settle it.

Explained to him the whole situation, the "alternatives" in the scoring part. Then, he asked another work related matter which I handled, dealt and over with a month ago. Since I'm on the phone, I explained to him what to do, what kinda data that needs to be submitted to the management and get this issue off our back once and for all. A good 10 minutes of my sweet lunch passed. Ahh well, at least I can have a peace of mind and enjoy my sweet lunch with the gang.

That's on last week, if my memory serves me right. Age has been catching up on me real fast recently I realised.

Today, another normal day. Motivator was in the room for almost first half of the day. Ain't sure what is he doing in there. My deserved lunch time was at 11 morning. Being a good employee-of-the-month-contender as I am, I duly went out and scavenge whatever food that is around our office perimeter. Return to my cubicle about 45 minutes later, I saw my internal messaging tool blinking with "new message" appearing. Saw his name, and the time-stamp on the message was at 11:25 in the morning, which is my lunch time. The message reads:

"I'm in a conference call with the call quality team right now and I need you to join the call."

Errr, 11:25 in the morning?! During my deserved lunch break??

When I saw this message, 'twas almost 11:50 in the morning. I duly replied him with:

"I'm sorry I can't join the call, my lunch break is from 11am-12noon and I'm still on lunch break now."

And he replied me with:

"It's OK. I got this."

Seriously, again.....

Next week, my big boss will touch down in our office. I do not what will happen. Because outta 4 people that has a hand in getting me return to this current company, 3 of 'em have left for better work place, and all these worked in same division that I am currently in right now. Suddenly I feel like.......you know that kinda feeling when someone wanted you into something, but once you got in, everyone seems to be leaving gradually. Feel left out? Nah, not close. It's just that kinda words-can't-describe kinda stuff. Ahh well, I chose this path. I'll face it.

Til then, be back for more.

Week 6....Day 6....

2010-07-03T07:55:00.000+08:00

Yeap. It's been 6 weeks since Motivator has features in my blog. He went on leave on last Friday as well as Monday for personal reason, only for me to find that wasn't the case..

Wednesday was the last for us to submit our half-yearly self-assessment report to our leader. Hence, I took a whole day leave just to sit home, type this post, and do my report.

Back from his sweet holiday, first thing Motivator does was announcing the quality score of the calls that were being rated within our department. Right. Shuda done better myself. I know. But I was not at his place to hear his announcement, since 'twas early morning, therefore even the slightest pin drops, the whole floor will hear it, let alone his announcement.

Next thing was, asking each team members for an one-on-one session to discuss on the quality scoring and ways to improve it.

Is this all he cares about?

Been through quite a sad week thus far. My mom's eldest sister just went to another side of the world. I managed to see her 1 week before she departs. By the time I saw her back then, in the hospital, I had this feeling of she might not last even a week. Exactly 1 week later, when I woke up from slumber, my mom told me that her eldest sister, which happened to be my aunt(?) has departed, on a Friday morning of 25June2010. I drove my mom on a 2hours journey to see her. She was already in hospital and motionless. All my aunt could do was just moaning for pain whenever someone tried to hold her finger. According to doc, he said that he has never seen such a patient that has both her kidneys that dried up. They wanted to put my aunt into some scanning stuff but they just can't due to the fact that there's not a single bit of moist inside my aunt's already-skinny-body. Hence, the doc advise that the best thing to do now would be kept on dripping glucose into her dried body, hoping that'll help revitalise my aunt's body system and then they can perform the check in depth. As I predicted, and I thought to myself: she won't last a week, and she didn't.

My Ma has gone for her eldest sister's memorial for a week now. All the sisters and brothers and relatives are all back to pay their last visit.

On a sidenote, I'm suppose to be on a vacation right now. At a company trip. Ain't too sure what happen, a fucking viral infection hit my throat, just 2 days before the trip, which is on Wednesday. Goddamnit. Owh well, like I told everyone when I meet up with them in the office yesterday (ya, I took a day off 'cos of sickness, i can barely swallow my own saliva as it caused me such pain), if I ain't enjoying myself to the full in this trip, I'd rather pass the chance onto someone else. My only motive to go for this trip was just taking advantage of the free-flow of the beverage, which operates 24/7, under our company's expenses.

Ahh well, hope the gang are enjoying themselves there. Wait.....of course they will. Why the hell am I thinking?! TIll next post then.

PS: This post was supposed to be up on Wednesday, the very same day that I took annual leave to do my self-assessment but due to some unforeseen circumstances, I wasn't able to. My apologies.

Week 5, Day 2

2010-06-22T21:21:00.000+08:00

It's been 5 weeks and 2 days since Motivator first features in my humble blog. To be frank, no live beings has feature in my blog for such a long time. He has achieved a miracle! Fucking hell.

Anyways, let's get this straight. Some of you might be thinking why am I acting like a fucking spoilt brat, complaining and ranting non-stop on all the things that Motivator has done thus far, instead of finding solutions to that?

Allow me to expl...............ahhhh!!! What's with the formality here? Fuck y'all.

First, this is my blog. And it belongs to me. It's upto me on whatever the contents on this blog will be. You wanna have your own "opinions" on what I've done?? Go ahead, start your own blog then. I betcha your puny blog won't last for 3 months.

Second, if you don't like what you've been reading thus far, you may go fuck yourself elsewhere. Stop reading this. In short, FUCK OFF!

Third, please refer back to point#1 above.

So, back to the story. It's almost 2 months since Motivator arrives in our department. He has made improvements, but not upto the expectation, yet. So, things don't look good on him. Eversince the switch of seating arrangement for myself, he kept on reminding me on the call scoring conversation on a daily basis, like a nanny. Now, we're all adults. Once is enough. But on daily basis?? And not mention the following picture that was carefully cut and placed on top of all my team-mates' table??

For fucking hell's sake. Instead of doing all these, why not spend time and sit with either one of us and buff up your job knowledge then?? Earlier today, he was with me for about 30 minutes. Nothing much that I could do. 'twas all too sudden. 30 minutes later, he said that he has a meeting with a former leader.

Later noon, I had a word with the leader. Apparently, the "meeting" was scheduled to be 3 hours. Here's the itinerary:

1st hour - God knows where Motivator is. Former leader was waiting. Wasted. Period.

2nd hour - Session starts. But all discussion wasn't on the agenda. Basically it's a Q & A session between both of 'em. Content of the conversation? Hell if I care. It's a close-room, one-to-one meeting.

3rd hour - Continuation from the above 2nd hour on whatever leftovers.

My day ended with a bang! A 60-year-old woman called in asking why do we debit their cos of some particular reason. Here goes:

M: Me
B: 60year-old bitch

[usual call opening shit]

B: Why is my account being debited, and then your letter comes waaaaay late?!
M: Erm....Allow me to.......[got cut off by bitch]
B: What's the point of you sending me this letter, when you've done the debiting from my account?! This is absolutely rubbish!
M: It's the protocol that our company practices worldwide should such situation arises and....[got cut off by bitch]
B: What's the point?! You've given me no chance to check from my record first before you debit it from my account.
M: Like I've mentioned earlier, it's.........[got cut off by bitch again]
B: No. It's totally ridiculous! Who gives you the rights to debit my account without us responding, or..or...or checking from our records on the reason behind?! Who gives you the rights to do that?! You don't have the rights to do that!
M: M'am......[annnnnd got cut off by bitch, again.]
B: Why are you doing this?! This is not right!
M: *clear throat* Now! Hear me. I am going to patch you through to my supervisor right now, he'll be able explain to you in...[got cut off by bitch even at this point]
B: Explain? There's no need for explanation here. This IS JUST NOT RIGHT!
M: ***fucking bitch! You wanna talk nicely or you want me to get nasty?? Bloody old bitch!!*** I AM TRANSFERRING YOU TO MY SUPERVISOR NOW TO LET HIM EXPL..TALK TO YOU ON THIS MATTER, NOW....ALRIGHT?! JUST HOOOOOOLD OOOONN! *fucking bitch*

Who else will the call go to? Motivator of course! Surprisingly, he was able to deal with the situation in about 5-10 minutes time. I'm not too sure what he told that bitch, but it somehow works.

Anyways, like one of my mates told me yesterday:

"It's just same ol' shit, but on a different day."

Yea. So get the fuck on with it.

That's all. Rather short one tonite.
Be back tomorrow.

Week 4, Day 5....It's back.

2010-06-18T19:55:00.000+08:00

Today really pisses me off. Let's get this started straight away, before I'm off for another end-of-week-beering session later.

Remember my last post on the 2 options of:

(1) Fork out $$$ to fund the additional task. Completion date: Weeks, could be months. OR;
(2) Me and Motivator to switch seatings. Completion date: Days.

Yea. After much consideration, the marthaphuacker decided to switch my current seat with the seat opposite of me, which happens to be our team trainer, and which her phone call doesn't need to be recorded, at all.

There. What a swift decision that was. The manager in charge decided not to fork out additional $$$$ the fund the additional task and it'll take too long for the task to be completed. Hence they arrive to this decision. Bloody retard. Who ends up getting all the stick?? Me! 'cos I gotta move all my stuff from current workstation right opposite, at 7:30 in the goddamn-motherfucking-morning!!! It's all because of the little cunt that doesn't heed my advice on the phone recording piece back then. Now, I'm the fucking receiving end of it. Just in case y'all know what the fuck am I talking about, here's the diagram for your easy reference.
The "L"-shape is where I'm seated right now. The square box opposite it is where the current team trainer has been seated for the past fucking 3 years. All these gotta change just because that little black cunt refuse to change his bloody place with me, all for his own convenience. Goddamnit!!! Yesh!! I'm on fire now! My rage against this fucking Motivator is back. Sympathy my fucking asshole!!! The whole transfer/movement between myself and the team trainer took about 2 hours to fully complete, with no assistance at-fucking-all!!!Just 2 of us retards, moving stuff around like a fucking cheap-ass foreign labour. That's it! I've had enough. And right after I settled myself down, starting-up the desktop computer, that cunt dare to come to my place and tell me nothing but the importance of my call scoring for this month, and that the quality team will start taking as much call samples as possible because the call scoring for myself has since overdue already.

FUCK THAT!!!!!

There. The raged me is back. I ain't taking this piece of shit anymore. Hell's gonna bent over for me, for I am raising it!!!

Off to beer session now. Screw y'all!

Back Again......Lost For Words

2010-06-16T20:06:00.000+08:00

There, I'm back again. Yes, today it's a mixture of getting fucked by clients over the phone with some dumbness from Motivator. Without further adue, let's hit it.

'twas as early as 9 in the morning. Got a call from a female client. Below is the conversation that I can remember.

M: Me
F: Female Client

*usual call opening shit. It's been awhile I do this herein this blog.*

F: Why is my account got debited without prior notice?
M: M'am. We sent you a letter to notify that back in February, but we never receive anything after 1 month. You only respond to our enquiry late March. Once the time frame has passed, we've no choice but to debit your account due to no response.
F: Which address did the letter send to?
M: *Informed her of the address on the letter*
F: Look, the address has been long changed for few years already. Why no one bother to inform us on that?
M: M'am, with all due respect, if there's any change, and I mean just about ANY changes, it'll be your obligation to inform us of the changes, so that we can update our records accordingly.
F: But that doesn't gives you the rights to debit my account?!?!
M: M'am, look at the letter. We have every rights to debit your account if there's no response from your end on the enquiry letter that we sent off.
F: I'm not talking to you anymore, I need to speak with your manager right now. This is absolutely ridiculous.
M: My manager is currently in a conference right now. I can offer you a call back on this one, if you wish.
F: Of course!

Fucking hell?! Talk about ridiculous bitches. Is she on a fucking period month? We sent you a letter, you didn't response to us because you moved to another location. You didn't inform us, the financial institution, on the changes, and yet you blame us on all these? Fuck off bitch! May you rot in hell.

And of-bloody-course, I escalated this case to Motivator for his handling. I'm not to sure what happen after that. Can't be too bother to know the development of this case as well. Just a mere 4000 dollars case. I've got better things to do.

This call just made my fucking day.

Towards end-of-day, Motivator came to me. Remember when I posted last time around on the seating arrangement and the phone recording technicality involved? In case you have no fucking idea what am I on about, please click HERE to read it. You'll have a slight idea what am I going to post from hereon.

Yeap. It's about my phone calls. My daily incoming calls are supposed to be recorded and send for quality training purposes and what-not. But due to the change of seating arrangement, there'll be none for me. He asked me to check with the technical team and see what's the latest development on this.

Done all the checking. Technical team came back to me and said there are only 2 options:

(1) Fork out $$$ to fund the additional task. Completion date: Weeks, could be months. OR;
(2) Me and Motivator to switch seatings. Completion date: Days.

There you go. What's with all the hassle at the first place then? From current situation, I foresee he might opt for second option 'cos of the timeframe issue here. It's not that I didn't inform him when he just got into the department. He is the one made it very clear that he "wanna be close to the team". See what's happening now?

I'm not doing this shit for him anymore. He created this mess, he should clean it up himself. I ain't doing the GOD job anymore. Time to rub those dirt off my shoulder.

There. It's another short post today. Got a few movies to catch now.

Be back tomorrow.

A day Like this

2010-06-15T20:45:00.000+08:00

Just when you thought this blog has slow down abit, I'm back with a bang! Fresh new story for 'ya.......on who else but our infamous Motivator! Woahahahahaha...Brace yourself for some untold truth. Ya ready?? Let's go.

So, I had a chance to send Motivator home yesterday due to the fact that his fiance needs to work extra time. Hence he asked me a favor if I can send him to his fiance's office building, which happen to be 15 minutes drive from my house. Then I thought to myself:

"Why not?? It's just 15 minutes away from my house."

So, clean up some stuff after work. Here we go.

Throughout the journey. He told me that he went to work in England previously. Ain't too sure the duration, but an interesting story it was.

The trip to England was initiated by his friend. Young and adventurous, so off they go, to the promising land [at least in their eyes] to perhaps seek a better life outside our country. 2 buddies, flew off to England. Once landed, they're supposed to be picked up by one of their mates staying locally. But shit happens, their mate didn't turn up. Both of 'em gotta go hunting and stay in some unknown places which are occupied by foreigners.

Called their mate couple of times, but seems to them this mate is avoiding them. As time goes by, the funds in their pocket reduced. Leaving them no choice, they found themselves a job in one of the local restaurants. The owner is kind enough to find 'em a place to stay on and a meal covered on a daily basis. Talk about generosity!

Few weeks later, he woke up as usual and go to work at the restaurant. He found out that his friend is no there. Tried to call his mobile, but no one is picking it up. Another few days pass by. He finally got a return from his friend. Apparently, his friend has managed to borrow some funds from the restaurant owner and gotten himself a ticket back to the home country.

Hearing this, got a shock of his life. Who would've thought things will turn out like this? Betrayed by a mate that oozes so much sweet promises and all those rubbish talk that they're gonna make it big time oversea. But then again, like one of my previous boss always told me:

"Promises are meant to be broken."

True that. So, being all alone oversea. He hold his breath, stuffed his chest up, went through few more months, working while enjoying life in England, go to places where he'll get another chance to go to [at least that was his thought back then], saved up enough funds for his own, he decided to return to home country and start all over after that adventure in England.

Yea. So, the truth about his "working life" in England. The way he described to me when he just got into our office makes it like he's working as a supervisory role back then. Now that I know the truth about this matter, it is essential to all that one must "beautify" the way you talk to people.

Yeah right. Beautify. In other words, it means utter

BULLSHIT!

There! I said it.

I'm happy today. I'm able to clear off almost all of last month's outstanding list. Well, to be clear for you guys. I've got 2 lists to complete in every fucking month.

1st list, compulsory clear-off on a monthly basis. 2nd list, an additional task assigned to myself, compulsory clear-off on a monthly basis also. Talk about workload eh?

That's all for the night. Be right back tomorrow for more.

My "beloved" Insurance Agent

2010-06-10T21:16:00.001+08:00

For those who are real, real, real close to me, they should know what am I on about. For those who just know me less than a year, you might wanna refer to the following links and read all about this "beloved" insurance agent of mine. The previous posts can found and read over HERE, HERE, and HERE.I'd say please read all previous posts in regards to proceed with this post tonight, so that you can have a slightest idea of the "casts" that I'm gonna post herein this blog.

You might be wondering "What the fuck is this shit this time around?"

I don't have a problem at all. But I think this insurance agent of mine might have one though. Here goes.

Done reading? No? Shoulda know y'all buncha lazy marthaphuackers won't heed my advice. Ahh well, fuck it. Upto y'all then. Onwards to the purpose of this post now.

Mr & Mrs K, just changed their car from the previous Nissan Sentra into Toyota Altis couple of months back. Reason being is due to too much money has been dumped onto the bloody Nissan Sentra to fix all the wrongs. Therefore both of 'em came to agreement to change the 3-year-old car and eradicate that problem once and for all. Think of this: the amount of $$$ splashed out to fix the bloody car is good enough to own a new car, in that sense. I'm sure all my readers know what the hell is this joker on-and-on about by now, eh?

Right. Got their new car, drive happily ever after. No noise on/in the car, no faulty accessories, everything is in perfect-o condition.

Toyota Altis

Mr V got to know about this matter. Why not? They're very close to each other. He'll come and join Mr K for lunch at times, so, yeah. No surprise there.

However, the time that Mr V got to know Mr K planned to change the car, he went and made a booking on a new car, Kia Forte [Pronounce as For-Tay]. The only difference is that Mr & Mrs K got their new car way earlier than Mr V. Reason behind is according to "reliable sources" Kia Forte apparently receiving A LOT OF booking orders and Mr V would need to wait 3 months to get his new car.3 months? Errr, exaggerating?? I don't know. Well, from my past experience,

NEVER TRUST A SALES PERSON!!

Let's skip the details, Mr V finally got his new car 2 weeks ago. Yes, after 3 god-damn-months! The loooooong-awaited Kia Forte.

Kia Forte

On the same night, his mom will wash the car [well, to be frank, his mom will wash both Honda City and the Kia Forte every single fucking night]. This is where the "interesting" part comes in.

Wash car with what? With non-stop-flowing-water, a'ight?

Where will water flows?? To lower ground, of-fucking-couse, you bloody retard? Apparently those water flew into his brand-fucking-new Kia For-Tay's headlamps!! Despite that, the slide on top of the driver's seat has seen some damaged on the edge of it and in addition to that, sounds!!!! There are weird SOUNDS coming out from his brand new Kia For-Tay!!!! Not to forget the fact that the speedometer on the car is showing more than 100km. Apparently this car has been used as a test-drive car. Yes. He got himself A TEST-DRIVE CAR! Reason?? Sales person said still no stock after 3 months. If Mr V wants it so badly, this is the only car and he can have it right on-the-spot.

Now allow me to do this here, something that I've never done before in this blog of mine.

Seeing this, he went to the workshop at 8 in the fucking morning and ask those retarded mechanics to fix things for him on his brand-effing-new Kia For-Tay.

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"Boss! Your car is done! Everything is ok now."

7 fucking-long-hours to fix all the aforementioned problems?? What on earth are those mechanics doing? Not that I give a flying fuck for that, but this is really ridiculous rite??? Fuck that.

With this, please bare in mind that,

DON'T BUY KIA. OR SUFFER 7 LONG HOURS IN KIA's VERY OWN WORKSHOP.

So, one fine day, Mr V confessed to Mr K that he's abit rushy in changing the car. Simply because his workmate has changed one recently and he had a ride in it, it felt good. He can't resist his workmate's ongoing persuasion, pleading, urge, influences.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha..... Lemme add something in, for you Mr V. I think you also can't resist the fact that Mr K changed his car recently, which happen to be slight bit, if not far more superior, better than your previous used-Sentra that caused you such pain-in-the-@$$ for you as well. In short, it's about satisfying your pride. Who's on the losing side now?

Since you've been comparing your used-Sentra with you existing Honda, why not purchase another Honda vehicle, but with another range? Why wanna go for some fancy brand like Kia??

That's all. Feels so good now. He brought himself onto this whole mess. Nah. Fuckit! He has the dough, let him be.

My very own precious, adorable cutie car is still nice to ride on. No weird sound, no headlamp-flooded complications, no damaged edge on the slides, leather seats are still smooth as silk. Just a wee-bit not satisfied withe I.C.E [In Car Entertainment] is not upto my *ahem* expectation. But that can wait.

And it's 1 year and 1 month old now!!!! Ooh I love my car!

On-Leave Day

2010-06-09T20:48:00.000+08:00

Yea, just like the title said:

I'm On Leave

Had a good sleep last night. Without disturbance. Auto-wake-up-mode around 8 in the morning today. It's been awhile since I had such undisturbed sleep, since couple of weeks back. Work stress?? Owh fucking hell yeah!

"The computer is not working, please check it out for me."

"The phone is not working, would you mind?"

"We are short of cables/mouse [insert all computer peripherals' name here], we need it next week, please?"

"Can you send an invitation out to all in regards to the changes?"

"I need you to update the inventory list of computer peripherals currently-in-use in the whole department."

"There's call waiting for you."

"Can help me to release this amount, please??"

"Can you take this escalation call please??"

"Are you going to the meeting later?"

"The cabinet/pedestal is locked. The keys are no where to be seen, we're can't locate it. Can you please arrange the necessary?"

"I need more workstations, which means more computers to be ordered. Can you arrange?"

All the abovementioned are just partial of conversation that I have on a daily basis, which are really outta my job description, seriously. What would be my job scope exactly then, you might ask? Well, to be frank, NONE OF THE FUCKING ABOVE!

I don't know. it seems to me that this below equatino represents the state I'm in now:

Everything = Me; Me = Everything.

And by the above equation, I can declare myself as departmental............

G O D

I'm speechless now. Since when? How come? How come? What have I gotten myself into?!

I'm going to "delegate" everything, or perhaps guide them on how to deal with all these gradually. Slowly, but surely. Today's post seems to be abit short. Yeah, just wanna say the above out. Enough is enough. It's about time this kinda rubbish gotta end. I ain't doing this for free!

Week 3.....

2010-06-08T21:45:00.000+08:00

Back again. You might be asking where have I gone past few days, eh?? I went for a farewell party on Friday evening. Home in drunk condition. My old folks knew that I'm drunk as I can barely walk straight into my room. Talk about party eh?

Weekend looms. Well. It's weekend. 2 days for me to just bloody lie around in house, do nothing but lie around on the couch, on the bed, and do nothing. Absolutely NOTHING! And while I was happily rolling all over my bed, got couple of short messages on mobile:

A: "Wanna go lunch or not???"

B: "Wanna go for a drink or not???"

No reply from me, as I've taken my lunch before these 2 short messages came onto my mobile. Both from my mates in the office. Yea, we're THAT close to each other.

An hour later....

A: "Dinner tonite then???"

B: "Let's have a tea then, now. We miss you already."

*Laugh out loud* Buncha idiots. That why the team is very much attached to each other. Probably is due to the fact that we got into this job at the same time, went through the training at the same time, been through shitty days together, until todate. Long may this relationship remains forever. Shit, I'm suddenly so emotional.

Ahh well. That ain't the point. 2 weeks of Motivator in my blog. I think that's about enough, for now perhaps. As this whole week, he'll be in the training room working his ass off to learn everything. Ain't that much, more to the processes involved in the department.

So, you think I've run outta idea to feature here then? What?! Are you kidding me? I'ma give it to you, in your face now. This is something different.

So, I have a friend [D'oh! Who doesn't? You idiot], a gorgeous and sweet, [fuck this, i ran outta adjectives to put this] a friend of mine, [close close friend mind you, intimate? Nope, just close.] She, yes...it's a she. So I'll let your imagination runs wild for now, you buncha perverted minded buggers! She has a brother that gotten himself a job that requires him to work oversea, and he decided to get rid of his vehicle by selling it off and make good use of the cash obtained from the sales. Yea. Sensible choice for all human with brain.

She [henceforth known as S. It's my blog. I can call her whatever I like. As long as she's happy with it.] happen to know a sales person from her previous dealings with him, who has connection with used-car sales-person who can perhaps help her brother in selling off the vehicle.

There, bank draft ready, in hand. Used-car sales-person said he will settle all outstanding with another cheque to the bank. S told this guy to provide her with the documentation from bank proving that this outstanding is done and dusted and they can fuck right off. As usual, everything also:

"Yes m'am, absolutely no problem. Don't chu worry. Everything is good in my hand. You just go home and relax, wait for my good news. I got your mobile number here."

3 months later
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Called him to follow up many times but he never answered the bloody mobile.

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Called him to cancel the vehicle's insurance coverage....never got him, how the fuck to cancel that?!

S got worried. She called her sales person to check on the status of both the insurance as well as the documentation from bank.

Sales guy answered her over the phone that the insurance part is over and done with, however he will need to check with the used-car guy on the bank documentation part.

S's brother called and ask her whether the loan outstanding is settled. S was having the impression that everything SHOULD be done with by now, she duly said:"YES!" proudly.

Hearing this, her brother said:

"Dear, then tell what on earth is this letter from the bank, sitting right in front of my desk, telling me that there are still outstanding amount that yet to paid to those fuckers??"

S, being a cutie pie like all others cuties in the world, know jack shit about all these. Feeling the heat now, she called the used-car sales bastard to check this out. Ain't too sure how serious was the call bombardment lasted by that cheeky lil' used-car sales bastard, he never picked up the call. Failing this, she turned and call her usual sales person to check on that.

As expected, the sales guy shocked and jacked, promised that he'll checked this one out and settle it once and for all. Yea rite, easier said than done. Phone slammed, S followed up with a venomous short message to the sales guy, which reads:

"If the loan outstanding is not settled soon, I'll make a police report"

Seeing the serious of S in dealing this, the used-car sales-bastard finally returned her call, admitting that the loan outstanding is not done yet. [Bare in mind, bank draft was given to sales-bastard 3 months ago]

WHAT

DA

FUCK!?!?!

Which bank did he go to?? Con-Bank?!?!?!?! What kinda bank will take ages to process payment. I still remember when I faced the situation when I sold off my car, the whole loan process was done & settled in no more than 1 month. But this is fucking ridiculous! I got my bank's documentation the very next day after that.

Instead of calling S to calm her lil' soft heart down, the @$$hole chose to send S a short message which reads:

"Don't worry...my boss oversea...will be back next week...loan will settle next week..."

[Next week means this very week that we're in right at time of this post.]

Oversea, what a fucking lame excuse. What if your boss, is stuck in the plane? Took hostage by those bloody terrorists? [God, Not Jack Bauer again] Or perhaps died during a turbulence or maybe stranded in a deserted island and never come back? Who's gonna do this? Surely there must an assistant who is able to take care of stuff when the boss is away??

Rule of thumb in everything you do:

ALWAYS HAVE BACK-UP.

Fire starting to burn in her heart. She replied:

"1. Why is it not settled earlier as promised when you took the car?

2.Which day will it be settled and;

3. which day will I receive the documentation from bank?"

Half an hour later, the dickhead answered:

"I will settle the loan tomorrow with my own money and fax you the receipt."

On Friday night, yea. The night when all hell broke loose at my mate's farewell party, S finally gotten her long-awaited receipt, proving that the loan-outstanding-saga is finally come to an end. All that is lacking is just the documentation from bank to validate that.

S was supposed to be getting the documentation from the sales-bastard today. It's almost 10 in the evening now. Still no news from him. Hence, S sent off another short message to his mobile asking on the status. He duly replied:

"Bank say we settle by cheque, tomorrow clear. once ready email to you."

Wait a fucking minute. It's a documentation from bank proving me that I've cleared off all outstanding balance owing on that vehicle. Why would this even involving email?!??!?! Does this guy knows what the fuck is he doing?

Another day gone, without good news.

S has no choice but do subdue to this sales-bastard work "ethic", as the $$$ is in his hand and she can't do shit about it. If you know the drill.

There you go. Another true story, just like my windscreen insurance coverage post on my brand-fucking-new vehicle previously.

Before you stamp your signature on any documents, everything is OK. Those bloody sales persons will promise you heaven and earth. Heck, they're willing to go through hell to get you sign on it. No question asked.

After all is said and done,

"CANNOT"

"NO CAN'T DO"

"YOU'RE NOT ENTITLED TO IT"

"WAIT"

"YOU'RE NOT COVERED"

"IT'S NOT STATED IN THE AGREEMENT"

All the negative words like those stated above will be uttered from their filthy mouth. Somehow it makes you feels like they are preventing you from doing so, even though they're the exact same marthaphuackers that sign you up for it. Talk about the world outside eh?

Damnit! That's all from me. I've got fire in my heart too, by posting this one up for my "Gorgeous Pie". Need something to cool me down. I'll be on leave tomorrow, just to get myself away from work. Needed a break, even though for one day, badly. I'm mentally, and physically exhausted. Wanna know why is that? Tune in tomorrow, for sure.

By the way, Ad. Good luck in your future undertakings. See you every Friday, same old place, same old time. If you know what I mean. *evil smirk*.

Week 2 , Day 3 & 4

2010-06-03T20:20:00.000+08:00

Yeap. Back again. It's Thursday. Gonna rain heavily soon. What happened for past 2 days to my new supervisor u might be speculating? It seems to me that there's a turn of event here. Again, I'm expecting some bombardment from few followers of this humble blog of mine, but please please...do hear me out this time around before you show me the guns and the bombs.[the line "the guns and the bombs" kinda reminds me of the song by The Cranberries "Zombies" ..hmmm.....]

Alright?

Here goes:

After the talk of "conspiracy" on Motivator, I had a thought on it overnight. Putting myself into his shoes. Well, it ain't easy to come to a total new working environment, with zero background on the job, the people et al and yet he needs to lead a group of underlings which are far more superior in terms of job/product knowledge. It doesn't help the situation at all when you're swarmed by meetings, briefings, conferences, calls on a daily basis. Bare this in mind, ON A DAILY BASIS! Not to mention the amount of emails that he'll be getting, in which he might have no clue at all on how/what to do with it at all. Will you have the time slot to do all the aforementioned stuff?

FUCK NO!

Believe me. Again. Put yourself, my fellow readers into his shoes. You would have the same feeling that I'm having at time of this post now. In addition to that, I've just had a heart-to-heart, face-to-face, alone in the meeting room with him for almost 2 hours [if my memory serves me right, that is] talking about almost everything, and that includes what are his problem that he needs to solve right now. Well, the outgoing manager has chosen Motivator as our leader. Irregardless, we'll still have to support his decision and show the same level of support that we once did to the previous supervisors, which happened to be in current company since ages.

As what I'm expected from Motivator, he agreed to my proposition. I ain't laying down the details in here 'cos it's kinda technical, but plans are in motion starting coming Monday. There'll be no excuse for him no to follow this plan, or he'll get it from me [at least that's what he allows me to do, verbally]. The PLAN is more to equipping Motivator with what we're doing in my department on a daily basis, the process flow. The system point of view will be easy as pea as I've informed him that we won't be using each & every screen most of the time. But still it'll be good for him to know the screens just in case, JUST IN CASE.

Well, at least I'm starting to see some improvement, not drastically, but gradually. I do hope that he can learn fast as from what I'm speculating, time is not a luxury that he's owning now. Again, don't you lots fucking quote me on this one, it's just rumors, speculations, gossips, eh??

Like I said earlier today in a meeting with few managers:

"I see lights, finally."

Tomorrow is Friday. I won't be posting in here 'cos I need to attend a farewell party for a mate, our very own trainer's farewell party. Well, it's more like another drinking session, except for the fact that this time around, it's drinking session with a reason. Hahaha.....

Ad, glad to know you. Been a fun ride. Have fun wherever you are, Be success and come back to us with higher ground, if that's your intention to do so. And please, leave with good terms. If 'ya know what I mean. *smirk*evil grin*

Be back on Saturday evening, I might be returning to office on Saturday evening to do some follow-ups. Yea, on Saturday. On my own free will. Yea. Go on, you buncha b-tards & bitches. Laugh at me for coming back on Saturday. Laugh at me for not completing my job during weekdays. I'll hunt you down and strangle you and choke you, just like Jack Bauer. [Gosh! Too much of "24"...Must......Stop]

Jokes aside, I might be posting from the office. God knows.

Nitey nights. Ladies and gentlemen.

Week 2, Day 2

2010-06-01T20:23:00.000+08:00

Been a headless-chicken day in office today. At least for myself, that is. Attending meeting after meeting. That took half of my day. Not that I'm complaining, 'cos one of it is the last meeting with our outgoing manager. Nothing sentimental, more like final "gathering" within the department before he takes off to oversea after this week. This session ended quite fast, faster than I expected it to be. Took about 20 odd minutes.

Back to my workplace, less than 20minutes later, another session beckons. This time is with our new manager, addressing our "concern", or whatever you wanna call it towards the dark clouds that are currently coating all over the department. Well, who else but the infamous Motivator?!

Seems to me, there are lotsa stuff about Motivator that I'm not aware of after attended the meeting with the new manager. Bitchin' time? You betcha!

In the room with new manager, together with the outgoing manager, few of us are in it. And the bitchin' session for few of us started.

"Motivator ain't handling escalation properly. Instead of him taking it, he asked the seniors to take it on his behalf."

"Motivator knows jack-shit about our process. It's been a month now and he's still like a newbie."

"Motivator is such a distraction in training."

"Motivator is an MBA, Master in Bullshitting Association. All talk, but no action. Just like our local government."

"Motivator showed no initiative in wanting to learn from us. He said he will, but he's nowhere to be seen few minutes after that sentence."

These are the feedbacks that were thrown in the room to our new manager. There are quite a few "agendas" that were being discussed in that room, but I can hardly remember as these are the few that really stamped deep into my puny brain. Yeah. We're not afraid to voice it out whenever something is not right.

Remember when I posted last time around saying that Motivator is hired by my outgoing manager? Yea. As expected, with us come out all gun-blazing, he's like shielding Motivator, pledged to us to give Motivator some time to prove us all wrong. With this, new manager has agreed to this:

He'll need our help of course, by drawing out a plan of stuff that Motivator needs to catch-up ie. system training, process training and other stuff that a supervisor is suppose to possess in an effort to lead our department. New manager will send that plan out to Motivator directly, disguising as he'll need Motivator to bring him upto speed with all job & process knowledge. New manager will not be in town for a month due to some complications in his work permit, which should be suffice for Motivator to equip himself with the department processes during his absence. Talk about cheeky plan eh?

With this "agreement" in place, suddenly I have a sense of sympathy for Motivator. It feels like there's a conspiracy behind that is against him. I might get fucked from few of 'em by revealing this one in here but, that's what I feel at time of this post.

I know, I know. I've been shooting him with all gun-blazing for the past week and I even uttered out that I don't like what he has done so far. But this one, this plan, it seems abit too much for me to swallow. I think I'm abit at fault in distancing myself from him et al. Well, it's just me, maybe. I'm having mixed feeling right now, to be frank. At one side, I fucking hate him, wish him just leave and fuck off. On the other side, I feel pity for him. Coming in to an entire new working environment, without any background of the job, with big shoes to fill in after 2 very capable leaders have moved on to new role.

Well, since both managers have vowed to get things straighten out within a month. I guess I'll just [again] sit back and see what will transpire after 1 month then. As per the new manager:

"Let's just see what will happen with this plan. If by the 3rd month, upon his confirmation month [yeap, our company always practice 3-months confirmation. Unless you've done yourself a great deal of shitty stuff, which might ends in relieving you off your post or get yourself an extension of the probation period to a further 3 months, until the management is satisfy], I shall see his accomplishment and decide what will the next step to be taken. Until then, please lend him your greatest assistance in helping him succeeding this role."

The man has spoken, and we shall fulfill that.

Week 2, Day 1

2010-05-31T20:34:00.000+08:00

How should I start this one for the day? Lemme think of something....[Deep thinking mode, initiated]

Ahhh, right. For those who are close to me, they all know that I'm actually linking this humble blog of mine to one of the world's famous social networking websites. Yea, you guessed that right. I ain't revealing it in here, so you shall keep the answer to yourself, eh?

But due to some personal reasons, I've decided to bring to a halt to that action. Please private-message me should you further clarifications on this matter.

Yea. The serious note has passed. I shall proceed with my daily dosage of ranting here. The new manager is in today. As rumored, he is indeed a young chap. Adventurous, outgoing, and he's good in leveraging all resources that are available around him. Seriously, he's good at that.

Right. New boss in town, first thing we do is of course the ice-breaking, get-to-know session and those kinda usual shit. Guess who's in it? Who else but our very own Motivator!!!!!! [Round of applause]

End of the session, new boss uttered a sentence that truly makes me feels like struck by lightning:

"I don't know much about this side of the business, but gimme some time, I'll learn it from you lots ASAP. That I promise you."

Hmm, I wonder how Motivator would feels upon hearing this.

Nah, who the fuck gives a damn how he feels? Why am I talking about here?! It's buck-up or get out. It's similar in everywhere. Talking bullshit won't get you anywhere, especially when you're in the field of call centre environment. Results matter. It makes it even harder when you know jack shit on how the process flow is, but you keep on pretending that you know all. How will you expect your subordinates to look-up to you when you're not even doing your homework??

Remember that the training class that Motivator is supposed to be attending? Yea, he skipped it today. Seriously, his leader rating in my book has dropped to all-time-low. It's either he goes, or I go.

In a call centre environment. there will be monthly session with your immediate supervisor or perhaps a special task team to monitor your daily calls to ensure the quality of the calls are strictly adhere to and to prevent our clients are happy at the end of the call no matter what. I'm sure you know what the hell am I blabbering about here. Eh?

The initial invite from Motivator to me was to do it last Friday before lunch time, or perhaps latest end-of-day. I've waited til end-of-day, but no news. Fair enough. He said gonna do it on Monday, which is today. He has scheduled it to be conducted with me at 2pm.

Morning he has been engaged in that useless butt-licking session with new boss. I understand that. Ain't his fault either. After lunch, he was supposed to get his ass into the training class to learn his trade. He didn't as he has a conference call at 2pm.

Oooooooooooooooooo K.

But my scheduled time with him is at 2pm too??!?!?! What now?!?! As an analyst, I have no ground to complain. He maybe really busy. Yeap.

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3:15pm, he came to me and ask:

M:"Are you going home early today?"

I: "Yea, of course. Provided the down-pour outside stops later."

M: "Can you wait?? 'cos the dateline for the session that I'm going to conduct with is today, as it is end-of-May already."

I: "Err, no 'cos I've other arrangement already."

[Arrangement my ass. I just don't wanna stay in office when all my work is done for the day. There will not be any $$$$ given to us. If we stay a minute longer, we stay on our own free will.]

And then proposed to him this :

"Boss, the dateline is today. All of us are coming very early tomorrow. We can still send everything to 'em tomorrow morning. It'll still be ok."

Is he nervous? Maybe 'cos of not getting the job done on time. When I took my leave off the office earlier. Apparently another workmate of mine is supposed to be on the similar session with Motivator as well, but just on a different hour. From this viewpoint here, Motivator seems to be in deep shit.

Not that I care though. But one thing I wanna point out is that, as a supervisor, one should have a clear sense of time management skill. Without it, you'll be in a fucking big mess. Just like what Motivator faced today.

"Why can't you accommodate to his request? You're one of his underlings afterall."

You're rite. I'm one of his underlings. But I ain't his secretary, personal assistant. He should have it all managed well before setting such timing for each session et al.

There are cases that he clearly know nuts about, but he doesn't wanna discuss with all of us. All he'll ever do to our counterpart is just apologize, apologize. Since when we're weaklings like this?!?!

Meh, fuckit. I don't give a flying fuck on him anymore. I can tell you this now:

I've given up hope on him already no matter how good his bullshitting skills are. That skill is not working in here. If you don't have the heart to do this, please-oh-please, do us favor...

FUCK

OFF!

Ahh, there. I said it.

[It feels goddamn good after removing the linkage from the social networking website. I can do this as free as a bird!]

Be back for more tomorrow.

Weekend....Day 7

2010-05-30T11:26:00.000+08:00

It's weekend. Been out whole day Saturday. Had a blast on Friday night as well. Buncha best mates, drinking away. Anyways, just gotten a insider news. Just to share with y'all. Gosh, makes me feels like a paparazzi, and I don't get paid for all these!

Now, remember those days when you just stepped into a whole new working environment, first thing you gotta is, NOT GETTING YOUR EMAIL TOOL UP AND RUNNING ON YOUR BLOODY FUCKING FIRST DAY! Instead, it's getting yourself up for the training, get briefed on the products of the company, how does the systems work, what kinda stuff to be done et al. Well, y'all know the drill eh?

Due to time allocations, Motivator wasn't able to join the class as planned. [In case you have zero idea on who's this Motivator that I'm talking about here, please read my few posts. It's all there.]

Well, being a former supervisor of my own, I went to a class for training consist of all the aforementioned, duration for 2 months in one of my previous employment. There are tests on a daily basis. There are assignments on a daily basis, fucking made me feels like back in school days at this age. All tests' results will kept in records for future "references" purposes.

Right. Training time will be like heaven time for all newcomers. I can vouch for that for sure. You can ask all that you want, no question is stupid/useless during training. But has it ever come across your mind that every single topic that the trainer is delivering in the class, you will cut the trainer off and ask:

"This topic, does it have any relevancy to my day-to-day job function?"

Err, no. So close your book and get the fuck outta here then.

OF COURSE! Why would trainers waste their time, sitting their ass in the room, facing buncha stupid newcomers, teaching them stuff that are totally irrelevant to their daily job?! Logic, mates, logic.

You may be asking: What's the point here? What are you getting at?

Erm, that's exactly what the Motivator is doing in the classroom recently. One week into training, [finally] not to mention the punctuality. Fair enough, he would have meetings, conference calls to deal with. So, erm....yeah. And whenever he's in the room, he tends to be the one that knows-it-all. Could it be showing off? Could it be ego? Could it be something elsee?? I don't know. I'm absolutely clueless.

Remember the other newbie that claimed to be Motivator's friend's friend? Yeah, got to know that apparently the newbie thinks the Motivator seems to be an annoyance in the classroom.

Eh?!?!

Argument between friends? This is gonna be interesting.

Every training topic ends up with:

"This topic, does it have any relevancy to my day-to-day job function?"

FOR FUCKING HELL SAKE!

During simple test, there are 2 differences spotted here:

1) Motivator busy flipping his notes, looking for answers. Once found, he'll be like a pre-school kid jumping around, catching teacher's attention rushing to lash the answer out.

2) Newbie chucked his notes aside, got into deep-thinking-mode. Took his time, gotten the answer.

First time, I'm amazed!

Never in my career that someone can actually do THAT! This guy is starting to catch my attention already. Like I said numerous time before:" I'll let him prove me wrong", and he did just that.

As for Motivator. I'm speechless. It's almost a month now. He still has a lot to improve. At least in my eyes, that is.

Ahh well, it's weekend. Don't let such incident spoil my weekend. I'm off to my manager's farewell party in a karaoke session. I know I know. It's almost noon now. Who in the world would go to karaoke in high noon?

Well we do! So, I shall just sit back, relax and enjoy the rest of my day.

By the way, tomorrow is the day our department's new manager reporting to work. To replace my outgoing manager's position. Rumour has it that he's a young chap hailed from the 7th-largest country by geographical area, younger than me!!!

It's suck-up time for the other supervisors!!! Grab your seats ladies and gentlemen!

World Premiere is on!!! In my department!!!!!!! Exclusive!!

Ahhhh, time does flies when you don't even notice it. It's time for me to buck up already.

Patient, patient........ 2.0, 2.0 more........

Day 5-6...On-a-Trot

2010-05-27T20:17:00.001+08:00

This blog of mine has picked up some "activities" recently. Don't ask me how I know, 'cos I've got a tracker in this humble blog of mine to do the job for me. Cheeky bastard, ain't I eh??

Been missing for one day. Yeah, off for some after-work quick-drinking-session with few mates of mine at a place nearby. Couldn't take it anymore of all the dumbness surrounding me, coupled with those really ridiculous requests from the clients, in addition to the level of "co-operation" that our oversea counterparts and my close matey, G has been facing the same shit since noon. [Both of us are from a team of 5 fabulous ladies and gentlemen. Truly a bloody brilliant mixture of personnel in this team. Love you guys. Fucking love y'all!]

So, how could I forget to give y'all daily dosage of our very own Motivator's (previously known as R) "adventure" eh?

Was suppose to put this one up in my last post, but heck, fuck it. It's my blog. I'm calling all the shots here, ain't I?

There's this occasion where D was asked to discuss on some notifications to be sent off to the clients. The normal practice since god-knows-when was that all the letters have got to be sent out before "extreme measures" are taken against those stubborn sonofagun clients ignoring all of those notifications. Motivator "enquire" from the team is there any possibility that we can skip all the rubbish notifications and proceed with the "extreme measures" directly since the sonofagun client is ignoring it. D said:

"Of course. But the approval has to come from yourself."

Hearing this, Motivator said:

"Can you send me an email on this matter, saying that you approving it, and then I'll shoot it over to the management and I'll do the explanation."

Eye bulged, stunned, D went ahead and told Motivator that she ain't doing that as she ain't getting the salary to do, and she's not empowered to do so. I ain't too sure of the final outcome of this one but seriously,

WHAT

THE

FUCK?!?!?!?!!??!

Motivator would've known all these if he had gone for the training. This kinda crap wouldn't have raised, fuck...this conversation wouldn't have taken place at all if Motivator has gone for the training.

But then again, IF. And it's a BIG if, that is.

Yea, his credibility, he ability has once again, dropped in my book.

Meh, hence a night of drink, as below picture to certify that claim of mine. Hah!

That was last nite. End of.

This morning, or was it yesterday morning?? Hmm, gosh.. Age is really catching up on me already.

Whilst I was soooooooo goddamn busy, working my butt off on cases. A notification hit my screen:"You've got 1 new mail"

Right, a new email has arrived. Let's check it out, shall we?? What I have?? This piece of crap, around 10-11 in the morning.

Isn't he suppose to be cracking his brain off with calls, replying emails et al? Why the hell is he sending this kinda crap to us?! I'm lost for words now.

As for the newbie, seems like making improvement now. He's finally into the training room, proving us all wrong.

Again, today Motivator asked me on the email tool of the newbie. For fucking hell's sake. I've told him yesterday it's all done & dusted. Settled. Capiche? I've spent 2-freakin' hours on that bloody piece of shit, when it's not even urgent. Yea. I ain't tech-savvy, some might think otherwise. I'm just an impostor, wanna-be. It's been 4 days on the trot that he has been pestering me since start of week on this piece of same ol' issue. Which got me thinking, why on earth does want it to be set-up so quick? Something fishy in-motion perhaps? Both trying to take over the department, or perhaps the whole company? Or are they planning on world domination via this small email tool? Gosh.

If none of the above applies, WHY-OH-WHY does he act like that?

Anyways, fuck it. It's over and done with. I'm a wee-bit famish now. Gonna grab a bite before I hit the sack soon. It's been another tiring day, still recuperating from last nite's drinking session. As the old saying goes:

DRINKING IS BAD FOR HEALTH

I'm feelin' ya, I'm feelin' ya.

This is me, signing off for the nite.

Tuesday, May....4-in-a-trot

2010-05-25T20:30:00.000+08:00

So, it's Tuesday. 4 days in a row that I've been updating my blog. Never have I been so posting this one up so frequently since I got into this "new" company.

Got into office slight bit early than usual. Yeah, those who knows me personally will know that I've been arriving office on-the-dot, or arrive "slightly" late. So, go figure it out yourself eh?

Gotten myself straight into work-mode due to some unfinished task in order to send it over to the management in HongKong for their review. While I'm so into the task, a message from our internal Instant Messaging Tool pops up. Owh, it's him. Gaaahhh.... The message reads:

"Morning, I need you to help set-up the email tool for the newbie later."

How great it is to start the day off with this piece of bollocks. For fuck sake, he's a newbie, why are you so goddamn concern about his email tool?! Not that as if we're gonna send him any email on any of our cases/discussions/arguments. Even if there is, the newbie will be scratching his bloody bald head trying to figure out what on earth are we conversing about. I know the email tool is of the essential tool to all of us [tell me about it, I've just lost my email tool for a good bloody 3 weeks recently, remember?], but there are things that can wait, and there are things that needs to be paying attention to. Prioritize your work puh~~~~lease......

Gosh! Do I sound like a supervisor? Hmmmmm.

So, I responded to him politely, the message reads:

"K. I'm completing the report to be sent to Hongkong. I think you know about this one. You were in the loop on it as well. And I need to help the team in clearing all shit in our generic email inbox as it's swamped by lotsa emails from our clients that needs to be replied, and provide them solution with."

Thought I'll stop right there?? Fat chance. Next line was:

"To be frank, the email tool can wait as it's not that urgent. Once I clear everything in my hand, I'll set it up. I'll get it done by end-of-day".

Yea. Does this consider too harsh for anyone to take? I'm just telling him the truth. A newbie in our division needs to go through classroom training for 2 weeks, and then on the job training for another 2 weeks. During the first 2 weeks, it will not be necessary for the newbie to use his email tool. Newbie just got in yesterday. Email tool's ID would've been applied, say yesterday? According to my manager, all fresh new application for email ID will take 10 business days for them to get usable for the end-user. And here he is asking me to set it up for the newbie. Sigh, maybe it's my fault for not explaining it in details to him. He's new after all. Alright, my bad. I'm sorry.

Something else fishy just came to my knowledge during a meeting attended by D and her department earlier today, which is right after my "exchange" of Instant Messaging with R.

There seems to be a tad-bit confusion, if I may use that word, in terms of the headcount reporting into work at her department recently. D has raised this matter up towards R couple of weeks back, and also it has been reiterated to R that he's the one calling the shot, without involving Human Resource as Human Resource will comply with whatever decision that the leader of the team will make. During the meeting, this matter was brought up again as discussion, R gave the same reason of Human Resource provided to him and explained it to the participants in the meeting. Upon hearing this, all participants said in unity that the decision lies on the leader of the department, which is R himself. There's absolutely no need to refer this matter to Human Resource.

R surprised, jacked, stunned, eyes bulged. He said that he'll talk/refer to our manager about this and will let the team know the outcome later on.

Fine. Meeting's over. In less than 5 seconds, he told the staff involved to come in earlier than usual. Case closed for that as he claimed that he has talked to the manager about the matter.

Another "insider" of mine took a short trip to our manager and talked about this matter. Our manager said that R DID NOT speak to him personally, but instead via Instant Messaging Tool, few seconds ago. Right. Fishy? I don't know. You be the judge.

By the way, R didn't come to me today to sit down and learn the whole process and whatnot, as he has promised to do it yesterday. Day 2. *Shakehead*Shakehead*

Before he departs for the day, he left me a gentle reminder via Instant Messaging Tool to help the newbie set-up the email tool. Persistent bastard, ain't he?

When I last checked my email before I take off for the day, this is what I/team got in our email. Again, my second time in doing this. You better gimme a fucking big round of applause this time around, or perhaps another round of alcohol to go with it.

Inspirational!! Motivational!!!! Encouraging!!! Mind & heart-pumping!! Soul-stirring!

Absolutely top notch stuff!!

God I love my new supervisor!

Monday, May.

2010-05-24T20:40:00.001+08:00

Right. So, the day of "reckoning" has arrived. Went into office, first thing I did is to of course test out the phone if it's ok for me to use, if otherwise, I would have go to my previous seat and tear-off that bloody annoying print-out and sit there till the phone is properly configured.

Fair enough. The phone is fixed. Next thing, my email tool. Time to check it out.

Right, to my surprise, it's up and running as well. I have no freakin' idea what on earth happened. Could it be the email ID that is stored inside the machine, or could it be something else?? I have no idea at all. But sadly for me, it's time for me to clear all my shiate off my inbox since early this month already.

Then, came along this piece of "masterpiece", which I think.....it's only exist in the world of those lowlife-scum-multi-level-marketing offices. Don't believe me?? Take a look at this below:

Now, I breached the company regulations, running the risk of being sacked by management by putting this picture up for you ladies & gentlemen's viewing pleasure. So, please, gimme a round of applause for that eh??

I didn't manage to snap the full content of it, but I think you, my wise-oh-wise readers should be wise enough to figure out the kinda message that *ahem* R is trying to send across.

I appreciate this. But for fucking hell sake, instead of having the time to do all these kinda shit, why doesn't he spend enough time with us, analyst and learn your trade with us?? How are you gonna keep up with us, and lead us when you ain't leading by example? Don't forget, you're an outsider, you know jackshit about virtually anything in our company, let alone our department's process flow.

Therefore, my manager got me out for a quickie-smoking-break early this morning. He knew what happened in there eventhough he was on leave last Friday. He confessed that he has no idea at all that this newbie is gonna come in today. Heck, he didn't even know that R has actually hired this guy! Well well well, this is gonna be interesting. He asked me WTF is actually going on here. He has heard stories flying around but he wanna solved this issue before he proceed to his new role oversea next week, and I told him so. After hearing my explanation, he said 2 words: " O K."

2 hours later, both R and my manager were in a room, one-on-one, "heart-to-heart" addressing the issue concern.

When I got back from lunch, surprisingly, R asked me on my availability so that he can join me in solving cases as well as listening to those incoming calls. Hmm, improvement? Hmm, maybe. I waited, no sign of him coming over. One of my mate, D who got framed in recommending the newbie on R's behalf also informed me via internal Instant Messaging Tool that R is suppose to do the samething with her after lunch, but he's nowhere to be seen as well. Told 'ya. Something never change. Let's see what will happen tomorrow then, eh??

Owh, Remember about D's incident in my last post?? Apparently there's a new twist in that event. Since I still have got ample time before I hit the sack now, let's do it shall we?

OK. The newbie is in. He looks to me like a fucking old-fart with almost-bald-hairstyle. Again, I'll let him prove me wrong.

In our company, it's compulsory to have 2 persons to attend an interview to prevent any favoritism issue. So, like I told y'all before, R was in it, as well as another female interviewer in it. I got to know from D late afternoon today that R is spreading the news that the female interviewer knows this newbie, hence she hired the newbie.

WTF?!?!?!?

What the hell is wrong with this guy?!?!?

Why is R twisting the story around now? For one moment, he said that he knew this newbie personally. Another second, he said that the newbie is D's friend. Next, it's the female interviewer's friend?!?!?! Is he having short-term-memory-loss disease??

The female interviewer is set to deny the whole "accusation" and report this to Human Resource that she doesn't personally know this newbie. My mate, D can't do jack shit 'cos she somehow got framed into doing it. As in D own words:"I was forced to do it."

Ladies and gentlemen, gimme suggestion to deal with this issue, will ya?? I'm lost for words now. Can't continue type anymore.

Be back tomorrow.

A Little Something

2010-05-23T16:24:00.000+08:00

In my very last post, I mentioned something about "decorating" the bloody workstation for that bloody newbie that's gonna come in tomorrow, didn't I?

Yea. Here's the proof. I ain't no lying bastards.

Remember also when I said that he needed the printout to be "beautified" instead of sticking some A4 black & white paper up that monitor. Notice the edge of all boarders. It has been "beautified". You sonofagun.

The original full content of this picture has been "modified" to safeguard my future herein this company that I once left, and back again.

Note to self: 2.5 to go..... 2.5 to go....Patient my young ones.....Patient. Irregardless what happen, just shove it down your throat. Patient.

Right. This is gonna be hard.

Ahhh... Monday looming.

The New Guy..............Pissed!! Pissed!!

2010-05-22T11:05:00.000+08:00

I never expected it will be this fast that I'll feature someone in my blog. Yeah. I'm talking about the young supervisor that joined us earlier this month. Heard lotsa "stories" about him which left me gobsmacked by what he has done thus far in our department. I shall "disclose all related information" to all my interested readers right here, right now, in this very blog of mine. Feel free to leave your comments in here for whatever reason. Here goes.

So, being a new supervisor, first you gotta do is of course a place to sit on. There's already a designated place for a supervisor to sit on. Please refer to below diagram for further explanation. Sorry about the quality of the diagram. I never liked art since school days, never once i pass the scoreline of 40. Damnit.

The 4 little square boxes are where the 4 team members of us, including myself is seated since the day we got in last year. The rectangle box was originally occupied by a manager, which then moved to another floor within the same building, whereas the L-shape box is where all previous supervisors will sit. Now allow me to explain the technicality behind why all supervisors in our department must be seated at the L-shape box area.

Do you know that whenever you call up to any financial institution's call centre, you'll hear a voice-response announcement that goes "this call will be monitored for quality/training purposes......." blah blah blah and all that?? Right. You got it. But there are times that some callers/clients do not want the call to be recorded, therefore the L-shape is the only seat, designated to supervisory-role so that in the event if any escalation coming into him/her, and the client requested the call not to be recorded, it can be done with ease. In other words, it's a fucking supervisor seat. Simple as that.

The rectangle seat has been vacant for quite some time now. Ain't too sure how long has it been. It's a seat where both supervisors or normal analyst [like myself] can be seated as all calls coming through this place are fully recorded. No option.

After explained the above to him, the new supervisor [henceforth known as R] insisted to sit at the rectangle seat simply because "I can be close with my team at all time". Now the headache begins: how on earth am I suppose to get the recording tools to be removed from the rectangle seat? A newbie has came into my department, she has taken over one of the 4 lil' boxes which occupied by me previously.

I know jack-shit about who to get in touch with to get this one done. Like a headless chicken, I was asking around and bumping around digging out information to solve this bloody headache ASAP. Luckily I know some tech-guy from back then which happens to be still around the building. He said that it's gonna be tedious, and abit time-consuming but it can be done. So, while this tech-guy doing all the necessary stuff onto the phone, I've got no choice but to move to a place about 2 rows behind. Sigh.

The request was raised from the date of my last post in here. It's solved last nite, as informed by my tech-guy friend. It's true, it's tedious and time-consuming.

Fair enough. Phone problem solved. So once I switched place, I ain't too sure what happen, my email access has expired. Talk about life's a bitch. Reported to R, he ain't sure what to do, so he went to my manager seeking assistance. My manager then escalated the whole thing to headquarter, simultaneously R proceed to apply a new ID for me. What the fuck is going on now?!?!? According to one of the seniors that I know, we're not suppose to do that. One should not be having more than 1 email ID per employee as this will caused compliance & integrity issue.

I

AM

FUCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!

It has been 2 weeks now. This so called 2-pronged attack "tactic" of fixing email ID with HQ and applying new email ID seems to me doesn't bear fruit at all. But then again, the IT department mentioned the whole issue will take 10 business days for the new email ID application to be effective. Let's see what will transpire this coming Monday, and I'll update it here again. You can bet your last penny on that!

OK. Done with email issue. 2 weeks without email access. Can't imagine what my inbox will be. By the way, if the new email ID application is done prior to the reply from HQ, all my inbox's content will *poof* vanished as it's an entirely new email ID. How fucking "brilliant" can this get eh???

Wanna know more inside story? There's a new guy coming in on Monday as an extra headcount is needed for another department. Bet you didn't see this one coming, there's an "interesting story" behind as well. Hear me out, make your own judgment later eh?

One fine day, R approached one of my mates for assistance in getting approval to recommending one of R's friend's friend to come in to our department to work. Remember this: it's R's FRIEND'S FRIEND....... R said that he doesn't know this applicant that well, just thought of doing him a favor as he's "not working" at that moment. Fair enough.

R went to Human Resource with his mate's job application particulars. Human Resource told R that if R's mate were to come in, he will not be reporting directly under R, simply because R is the one that recommending it. Hearing this, R went to my colleague, D to seek assistance in submitting the job application to Human Resource by claiming the introduction is done by D, in an effort to make sure R's mate can come to the same department and be reporting under R.

Do you understand this? Sounds fishy? Wait, more!

Fine. Being a good employee as D is, she has nothing to lose. A new leader approached you for assistance in submitting the job application over. D will get some monetary in return from Human Resource if everything is done & dusted [which D has no idea at all about this incentive]. As good faith, D submitted the application up to Human Resource. The rest is history then.

During the interim, R sometimes came to D telling all sorta stories about this mate that is coming in eg. how good he is, what a fantastic person he is, being a fast learner on everything etc etc, which somehow triggered D's suspicion. R told D on previous occasion that he doesn't know this applicant from start, but why all of sudden R can tell D everything about his mate, after just one face-to-face interview?!

Reliable sources told me that there're few applicants came up for interview on the very same position but all of 'em got shunned aside just mainly because R has decided to take this mate of him in from start!

It's getting abit absurd now. The interview was done after R got into our department in May, which makes it 2nd week of this month before he conduct all his scam interviews. A normal employee normally will need to give at least 1 month resignation notice. However, this "newbie" is coming in this fucking Monday! What does this mean? The fucker is giving 2 weeks resignation notice. R revealed to D that his mate is able to join us in such short notice because of the deduction of the annual leaves from his personal records.

Wait?! I thought you said he's not working at the moment?! If your mate ain't working, why the fuck would he be deducted annual leaves then?? From your fucking parents?!?! You need to get annual leaves deduction from working on your fucking ownself?!?!

Can't take these anymore. The thing that really ticked me off was yesterday afternoon. Here's what happen when I communicated with him via our internal Instant Messaging:

M: me
R: the scam supervisor

M: Boss, the phone features configuration should be up and running by end-of-day.
R: Finally. Btw, I need you to do something for me.
M: Yea, sap?
R: I want you decorate his workstation, as a token of welcome him to our department on Monday. Something like "Welcome to our department, Mr........"
M: What?! You gotta be kidding me rite??
R: No. Why do you think that's funny?
M: Ok. Leave it to me then.

For fucking christ sake. My 2 managers never got such shit when they arrive a year ago. My director never got such thing when she first arrives in this company more than 7 years ago. With you coming in less than 1 month, you wanna do this to a newbie analyst? A fucking newbie ANALYST!?!?!? Do you want a fucking red carpet and a chopper to send him over to office on his fucking first day to work to go with that?? Yea. Complementary package. Fucking brainless cunt!

Seeing this, I asked a favor from a mate to do it as I was about to leave the office already.

3 of us gathered, R came. One of us told him off and said:

"R, we can do this, but without the salutation "Mr." We never address anyone with Mr. internally. Not even when facing our director or VP of this company. Who is this new guy?"

Hearing this, R still persisted and kept on "Why not? Why not? Why not?". For fuck sake, don't you fucking understand simple English?! All of us replied him with one same answer.

"It's the culture here. We address each other by first name."

Only then R agreed to strike-off the salutation "Mr" and proceed with first name.

Done?? Not quite. The printed paper has to be cut with borders and beautify it, instead of a normal A4 size black and white paper.

WHAT

THE

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is fucking ridiculous. It makes me feels like I'm back to kindergarten, dealing with retards. Brainless retards.

Yea. He's good at all these simple stuff eh?? But he has yet to show me he's worthy of the title "supervisor" when it comes to work. Simply because the following: [Yea, I've got a list with me, on a Saturday morning.]

1) He knows jack-shit about our system, yet.
2) He knows jack-shit about our process, yet.
[He's suppose to do the above and should be completed or at least halfway completed at time of post. But due to godknows reason, it's not.]
3) He asked me to construct an email to a client manager [I was having email access problem, remember?], and he'll send it over on my behalf. But in actual fact, he just copy & paste the whole damn thing, word-by-word, without editing, straight to the client manager. With a note saying:"R sending on [my name] behalf."
4) Insist to know what's the content of the conversation is when the ladies clearly told him off it's "girl's talk". He then dragged one of the ladies involved and asked her repeatedly on the content of the conversation.
5) A same escalation call got to him for 6-7 times a day.
6) A feedback from an escalation to my manager saying:"Owh, that guy is frustrating to talk with."

The last time I had a factfile about someone was when I first started this blog. Yeah, the 40-year-old virgin. Hahaha. I can't resist it this time. Who else, on that cunt-faced R of course:

1) In his early 30s.
2) Claimed that he has worked in UK.
3) Supervisory role with 2 MNC [Multi-National Company]. To make it slightly clearer, both MNCs are world-renown multinational information technology corporation.
4) Claimed that all his previous employers love him alot that they're willing to take him back anytime.
5) Reason he left previous employment was because he's about to get married and he & his partner can't be working in the same department. This rule is applicable worldwide. Understandably.
6) Likes to give motivational talk.
7) Can't make any decision on-the-spot.
8) He's a Yes-Man.
9) He talk-the-talk, but doesn't walk-the-walk.

Ahh, I'm hungry now. I think it's enough on him. I'm still contemplating to go office now and take that bloody printout off the workstation and shred it, and then blame it on the cleaner on Monday. Damn I'm evil.

It's Saturday! Hope I can get another round of the below tonite. Who's with me?

Back Again!! As promised.

2010-05-03T20:40:00.006+08:00

There. As promised. I'm back. Within 2 months.

Last Monday was the day that our new supervisor reporting to work. A nice chap. Slightly younger than me [goddamn! Reminds me of my age now...My my my, how time does fly.] Ain't going much details on him now. Too new for me to have any comments on him. Let's wait few weeks/months down the road and maybe, just maybe I'll feature him in my blog, be it rants or praises. God knows.

Anyways, no major changes in the department. Big boss just stop-by our floor last week.

Owh, just remember that I've got something to rant here. Have you ever encounter this kinda situation below:

You're about to buy/apply/sign something. During the course of the whole process, the sales person would have promised you the sun, the moon, the star, the sky and whatnot. Inside their heart, they would have been cursing:" Just fucking sign/buy the goddamn thing and be gone with it. You bitch/sonofagun!" And there you go, after much negotiation and debates, you've finally sealed the deal. Congratulations!

Couple of months later, something went wrong with the products/services. You went back to the sales person. To your surprise, he/she said that you're not covered with that defect/damages on the product. Haha! Sounds familiar?

One good example. Please picture below.

Noticed that there's crack across the windscreen?

Yep. THERE'S A BLOODY CRACK ON MY ONE-YEAR OLD CAR!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!

I do not know how on the bloody earth my car got that crack. Didn't I offend anyone? Nope. 'cept for the fact that I sometimes can be a tad-bit racist, sexist, group-ist but other than that, I'm good. All I know is that when I went to retrieve my car one fine day, the crack was there.
Therefore, I gave my sales agent a call to find out if there's anything that I can salvage from financially. I ain't gonna do this by getting outta my own pocket! My agent said he'll check & revert to me shortly as he's not too sure what is and what's not being covered on my vehicle with me calling him outta blue.

Within the hour [talk about efficiency!], he replied me via sms as I was having dinner. The message said something like this:

"Hi there! I've checked with my company on your insurance coverage on the windscreen damage of vehicle. Apparently your vehicle doesn't cover any windscreen damage. It's the industry protocol that First Year's Insurance coverage doesn't NOT cover windscreen damage, unless the customer/client specifically ask us - the car sales agent/insurance agent to do it. Sorry, there's nothing much I can do, really."

WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!?!?!?!?!?!

That's the very first sentence that I uttered out the moment I saw his short message. C'mon guys, upon the signing my new vehicle's contracts time, no one tell me about this?! And now I'm suppose to suffer losses because of THIS?!?!?!?

I know I know, it's just a small crack. Why am I making a big fuss outta it? Hey, it's my bloody vehicle, I adore it alot. Even the slightest scratch will hurt me, let alone a crack of THAT size?! Hence, I called up my very-own-ever-trustful insurance agent and ask him what should I be doing.

This cheeky lil' bastard [Sorry E, but you've got your way of turning the tides around. I love you for that!] Here's the conversation that I had with him few weeks back, still fresh in my memory:

E: my insurance mate
M: me
M: Yo E, I'm effing furious now. [Explaining the whole cracked-windscreen incident to him, abusive language censored].
E: Cool down. Have a sip. Now tell me, how big is the crack?
M: [Showing him the length of my thumb to my index finger.]
E: OK. Not that serious to have that kinda rage in you. Now, tell me when is your current vehicle insurance policy expires?
M: May 2010.
E: It's couple of weeks away from now. Can the crack last for couple of months more, say August or perhaps September this year?
M: Erm..... shouldn't be any problem though.
E: That's settled!
M: How?!
E: Wait for your current vehicle insurance coverage to expire in May. After that, change the insurance company to mine......
M: You again!! Still haven't got enough with all my current policies I bought with you? Cheeky lil' bastard.......
E: Hehehe....hear me out. Change it to my insurance company, I'll sign you up on a new vehicle insurance coverage with windscreen coverage included. Once the new policy kicks in, give it a good 3-4 months, call me up to do the windscreen claim. I'll get it done for you without you needing to fork out a single penny. Maybe a few pints of you-know-what will do.
M: Like I said, you cheeky lil' bastard!!!!

There! Problem solved! Easy as peanuts.

Next up, I'm sure all readers would know what is Transformers all about. There're movies, animations all over the media. So, I went to my friend's house couple weeks back, been wanting to post this giant up but I just couldn't find the right time and right post to post this giant up. Since today I'm quite free and not in foul mood, here are 2 pictures that I snapped while at his house. Enjoy!

The above action figure cost my friend about 250 local currency. But then again, it's all a request from his beloved son. Ahh well, I'll give my son anything if it's me, but look at the bloody size of this thing!!

And this picture is something that he just got his son couple of weeks back due to constant "pressures" from his beloved son. Need me explain more on what the hell is this? It's not some ordinary truck. You go figure it yourself.

Since I am touching on some toys now. A mate of mine just return from his trip in HongKong couple of weeks back. He knows that I'm a huge fan of a japanese animation goes by the name of "One Piece". Therefore he bought me one of the characters' action figure from HongKong. Of course, pictures ahead!

Boa Hancock ~ Pirate Empress " Snake Princess"

Stop staring at the tits you buncha pervs!!!! This animation first started back in October 1999 on a weekly basis. This week will features its 449th episode, and still going strong. Reasons why this animation set itself apart from the rest of the animations series?? Go watch it and find out yourself. I can lend you the whole set of 448th episodes and stuff yourself with it.

More story to come, perhaps tomorrow, if I got the time. Been telling backdated story in my blog recently. Hope I can catch up to all the current happenings in my daily lives in no time.

Till then!

Back!! With Rants!! Loads of 'em!!!

2010-04-12T21:59:00.002+08:00

Hey you all! How's it going so far?? I know I know. It's been awhile since I last posted in here. Thought I might remove/delete this blog for good/worse/forever? Nah! This blog is my only ranting place. You might think:" Owh, don't you have a intimate girl/boy friend that can all your complaints?" You're right. I don't. I'm the type of person that likes to keep everything to myself, or so I think I am like that. For those who knows me well enough would think that I'm the kind of person without secrets. Well, I proved you wrong.

Anyways, here's what it is. Let's get things started, shall we?

From last post, I said that I went off to a drinking session right after that very post. Guess what. Here's what it is. I know it's abit too late to post this one up. [Yeah, back in Janary2010. Been busy, fucking busy I tell 'ya.]

Graveyard!!!!

Shots of tequilas

Yeap. This place of where we drink? It's just about 15minutes walk from the office, one of the famous shopping centers downtown. Talk about convenience. That night, god knows how many we drank. But we stayed in the same pub [was it even a pub?] till late that night.

That said. 'twas a Friday. That was how we'll "normally" release our tension in work at the end of our working week ie Friday.

Let's see.......what else am I suppose to be "sharing" with you lots?? Yeah. Remember in my very last post, I've mentioned about people leaving?? Let's do some maths eh?? 1,2,3,4...... rite.... there are altogether 10 people around when I first joined. Last I posted, 3 of 'em left us....In addition, 1 just left us to another department to pursue his own interest as well. Best of all, the head of department is leaving to oversea for a better job opportunity. Then, my friend that "handled" my whole "return to ex-company" matters is about to leave in less than 3 months time.

Great! Why am I having this weird feeling that everyone is leaving because of "job opportunity" doesn't seem bode too well for me. Last I checked, eversince I left current company in year 2005, all the companies/departments that I joined are either closed, shut down, ceased operation or the whole company is declared bankruptcy. Sometimes I do feel that way. Lucky me for leaving those places? *shrug* Maybe. I ain't having phobia 'cos of past experiences. I am having all the confidence in this world that this current company that I'm in will not.. and I mean WILL NOT go down that way like all the previous companies that I've worked with in between year 2005 til the date I return to current company, which is August 2009.

But all these sudden departures are just making things worse for us. Imagine this: You're new, into a new department. Few months down the road, seniors started leaving. Your leaders started leaving. What will you think? Strive harder to take up their tasks, or perhaps succeed them?? Face this. It's impossible for one to learn/absorb everything in a mere 6-8 months in one department. Lotsa stuff/processes [eventhough it's kinda routine] involved in our daily operations.

Scare of changes? Scare of taking responsibilities? For fuck sake I'm just what, 8 months into current job environment. You expect me to act like an expert? Gosh! Just because I'm an ex-employee previously, doesn't mean that I know e-ve-ry sin-gle fu-ck-ing thing that happen in the department, let alone in the company! Please bare in mind that I've left this place previously for almost 5 years and back again. How much changes have occurred? God knows. Not to mention that the department that I'm in rite now is an entirely new department which we took over from oversea. Therefore, lotsa stuff needs to start from scratch. Piece of cake? Sounds easy. Why don't me & you switch place then?

Anyways, that's all for the changes part. Fuck it. I don't give a damn about it anymore. I'll just do my job well. Grasp as much job knowledge as I can and we'll see how it go from there.

Here comes the part in my day-to-day dealings with external customers. Seriously, why are their citizens can be so carefree, simple-minded, retarded?

Here's one example, a fucking classic one that one of my colleagues told me couple of months. I was really laughing my ass out after I hear it from him. Thanks for this one, G.

OK, a client walk into a store, looking for some garments to purchase for a dinner function. As usual, the sales assistant settled everything with the client. When it comes to payment, the client told the sales assistant that she's a very close friend with the store owner and the store owner even allow her to take the garments and walk off the store without paying as they'll be able to settle the payment by other means.

Of course, the "client" would've done everything enough to convince the sales assistant such that the client finally took the garment off. Hearing this, the sales assistant let the "client" goes off just like a snap of a finger, without paying a bloody-single-cent!!

See the level of stupidity of those people in that country? They are always the buncha of citizens that redefine the word "dumb". Seriously, words can't describe it. Neither can't I.

My job in this scenario, is to "educate" them on the steps to take when it comes to this kinda situation. Follow all the protocol, and nothing go wrong. It's hard, really hard to educate this kinda people when they always said this:"We've done this all these years, why can't we do it now?" This is where it really gets on my fucking nerves. Here I am, waiting in my big fat ass, helping you, for your own good, telling you what to do and what not to do, and there you are, telling my bullshit such as those aforementioned. Sometimes I really wanna say this: " Fuckit, it's your bloody fucking business/store, don't come crying to us when things go wrong or you didn't receive any payment from our company." When will they ever listen??

Has it ever occur to you that when you request someone to repeat something to you due to noise around you or for whatever the fucking reason that causes you to do so, you'll normally ask politely :

"Pardon me?"..

"Say that again?"..

"Sorry" etc etc etc.

All these are fine. But there was this comment utter by a bitch to me just because I asked her to repeat the sentence twice. You know what she said?? See below:

"CAN I SPEAK WITH SOMEONE THAT DOESN'T SPEAK ENGLISH AS THEIR SECOND LANGUAGE??"

Woah, talk about racism here, bitch!!!! This is a racist comment on another possible highest level!!! I really gotta give it to this bitch here. Salute! On a more serious note, I was emotionally hurt for a week after this incident. Bloody bitch!

This just came in fresh early this morning. There's this arrangement that all of our external customers' agreements are going through a slight change. A "slight" change which will only benefits no one but our company. This "slight" change was still in planning mode, nothing is being finalized as of last Friday.

This morning, [forgotten about the exact timing as I was too busy to notice it] got a call from one of the affected customers asking on this. As an call center agent, of course I have the obligation to gauge further before saying anything retarded which will result in escalation, which will not look good onto me. To my surprise, this customer is shouting on the said agreement, which doesn't benefits him at all. Not knowing this, I asked my superior if there's any communication done thus far. He dumbfounded said no and took it over. As my superior is talking with the agitated customer over the phone, I did a small "check" on this matter. Only to find out that there is a plan in motion, but nothing is certain yet.

Right after the call, I informed my supervisor about this. He then shoot out couple of emails to few persons that are involved initially, stating that our department ain't going to touch this project as this is too big for us to handle and it's not our jurisdiction to handle it. In short and simple english: Fuck this shit, we ain't doing it. There you go. Another problem solved. Scare the shit outta us.

It's late now. I think I've ranted all that I've kept inside my heart-made-of-glass till now. It's now finally that I am able to release it once for all. I'm lucky to be an owner of my blog. It's close to 10pm now. I am knocking off now. It's gonna be another interesting day tomorrow.

This time around, I promise you lots it will not be another 2 months before I post again.

Changes, changes, changes.....

2010-01-29T17:39:00.000+08:00

Ahh, it’s been awhile since I appear in my ‘precious’ blog in here. What to do? So much things to take care of, and yet so few allocated ‘luxury’ time for me to post in here. It even crossed my mind that I might just goddamn delete this ranting blog of mine in search of some personal interest in career.. Yeah rite....

Ever since the SkyTrex adventure as per my previous post. So much has changed in this very department that I’m currently in. My immediate supervisor has gone promoted to a higher position. The very same dependable supervisor that has vast knowledge of our day-to-day job function. A mistake by our manager done is that, [well, he admitted it himself] he didn’t find a successor to grab as much knowledge as one can before such situation arises. On a sidenote, one of the ever-present senior has sent in transfer request to another department who works on odd hours due to personal reason. Seriously, it’s personal, not to be disclosed everywhere. That leaves us 2 headcounts short of the original team. Later on, just got this one hot off the oven is that another colleague decided to move to another department to pursue his own interest in career. More than a year in the same department is consider more than enough [or so he claims it to be]. And then leaves us with another one headcount down, which makes us down by 3 headcounts, literally. Due to the fact that my department is very much inter-related to another department in the same level, therefore we’ve been arranged to get cross-trained to each team so that we can help each other and makes the team stronger in that sense. I think you should know the drill. If you don’t, buzz me personally. I’ll explain to you in great length. The cross-training is still in progress. 2 weeks from now, it’ll be my turn [or my department, which consist of 4 people] to cross-train.

In my opinion, it’s a good thing. I can’t even remember when was the last time I had this kinda cross-train occur to me. It’ll even enrich my own job knowledge, in the process strengthen my personal portfolio to climb up the corporate ladder. [I can’t believe I’m saying all this corporate stuff, and I’m not under alcohol influences].

Gosh, what am I babbling now?? I’m talking rubbish. Ahh well, throughout the tenure of my return to this company, I’ve been through a couple of days of shit, worst shit that I’ve ever encounter throughout my career.

Ok. Time’s up. Posting this one up from office. Yes, I’m still in office eventhough I’m officially off about 3 hours ago. Off to a beer drinking session. Trying to lay off the tension abit for the past few weeks. More post to come once I’m sober, or perhaps free.

Sky-Trex, Shah Alam - 05 Dec 2009 - Unforgettable Experience

2009-12-27T20:58:00.000+08:00

As promised. I'm back, after 20 days deserted this blog. (Well, kinda).

So, it’s chrismas time already, and that was 2 days ago, was it not?? *damn, still abit sober now* as promised I’ll “track-back” and post up some photos on my previous adventure with my own department. Goddamn! I know it’s way back in early December but hey, I’ve got work to do, and facebook applications to attend to. In addition to that, this ain’t a money-earning blog. So I will update it “as and when I see fit”.

Anyways, here goes. I'll give explanation with pictures on the step-by-step of my Sky-Trex adventure back on 05Dec2009, eh? Here goes.

First, easy. Just climb it up.

Sorry boss, gotta use your pictures for this one. It's too hard to resist. After climb up these 'stairs' made of PVC pipes, you've gotta cross this simple 'bridge', made by ermmm, woods.

Once you hit the 'station' where you stop & rest, another 'obstacle' awaits.

Swing like a tarzan to the net, grab onto the net on 2nd bounce, and pull yourself up to another station there.

Get the idea?? Good! Go around it, brace yourself for a flying-fox experience. Not sure what I'm on about?? Picture speaks more than words. Off you go!!

Fun eh??

Onto the next course of adventure after this rather easy steps. A 4-storey high of PVC pipes awaiting us to climb all the way up, up, up.

Yeap. 4-storey high of PVC pipes awaiting you. But of course, for those weak-hearted, those 'chicken' who wouldn't dare take this challenge, there's always a 'chicken exit' or the easy-way-out for you all. Now then, after the pipes, it's gonna be waltzing across the net. Easy rite?? Time take a breather while you can.

Right after that, please see pictures below, which is pretty much self-explanatory.

Yeap, as the name goes: "flying-fox"....flying here and there, with all the equipments attached to us, hard & tight, for security & safety measures.

This picture below is the very step, taken when we're constantly on 4-storey-height. Swinging around like bunch of monkeys. To be honest, even with all the equipments strapped around us, I still feel shiver down my spine when I'm about to do each of these 'stunt'.

Once the above flying stunt is over, comes the part I stuck for quite some time. See this picture below?? You think it's easy?? Feck off!! You try it, then you'll tell me it's freaking tough.

Those PVC pipes looked to be near to each other rite? But because of the fact that it kept on swinging, it makes things even tougher. You gotta catch the momentum of those pipes going, while stepping on it one foot at a time. DO NOT LET THE PIPES STOP SWINGING! That's my best advise to you. If it ever stops, you're gonna face a difficult task to move over to the very next pipe. I had to seek assistance from the locals there to gain back the momentum of those pipes. Basically, it's 2 hands on one pipe, and one foot on one pipe, at any one time. Stretch your leg out to grab that next pipe. If you know what I mean. As usual, talk is cheap. Wait till you go and try yourself. This is the part that really scare the shit outta me throughout the whole 2 hours+ of the adventure.

That's it. The rest of the course are pretty much similar, it's just of different heights. Owh, the entry for this thing??

For more information about this adventurous place, please go ahead to their official website at http://www.skytrex-adventure.com/booking.php

That's all from the humble on this rather outdated departmental outing in my blog. Just thought of sharing it with you lots. It's rather good outdoor workout in my humble opinion.

Till then, I'll be back very, and I mean VERY soon!