11th October

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

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]

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

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.