BEWARE: serious ranting!!!

15042005

i want a camera phone! i want one!!! i always forget my digital cam and so having a camera phone would be so handy. i can snap away on anything i want. the graduation reception was at the scientia (within leighton hall) and that���s where i was working too. i was manning the sales counter when beautiful music sounded outside leighton hall. my face lighted up. i quickly summoned someone to look after the counter (cos of cash registers) while i popped my head out to see what was going on. THERE IT WAS, A STRING QUARTET!!!!!! woh���what was the occasion? i wish i had my camera with me so that i can take a pic of it and show u guys. the music was so pleasant to the ears. so nice so nice. if only they���re here every time i work. *wishful thinking*

i had a brush with racism at work. maybe it was, maybe it was not cos he (the guy who almost made me explode) wasn���t well liked in the first place, thus it could jus be his personality. okay, so he���s one of the photographers with my company. he���s been with the company for quite some time (don���t know how long), at least more than a year. so since he has been working for my boss for a reasonably long period, he ought to know the procedures and where things are and so on. apparently, after he was done shooting of the graduates, he came over to the sales counter and sat by 1 of the ibooks. he started fiddling with the ibook and asked me if there���re games. please, don���t play ard can? i���m not familiar with MAC. i told him we are not allowed to play ard with the icons except for the program used for the graduation. he then started calling up his friends, one after another. if i���m the boss, sitting jus there, i bet he wouldn���t have the guts to yak on the phone. anyway, i couldn���t care less. i carried on folding letters and inserting them into envelopes. my boss gave us the task in the morning, to only do it when we���re free. i was the only one there at the sales counter cos my other colleague was inside the auditorium, for the ���mind���drifting��� job. there���re normally 4 of us at the sales counter but 2 more wont come till 11 or 11:30. so i was there doing my thing and the photographer yakking on the phone. 1 lady from the framing booth came over and needed some help on the dimension of the photos. i didn���t know what was the dimensions for the smallest photo we offer, so i called out to him (the photographer. i can jolly well type out his name cos he doesn���t read my blog anyway. he���s alex) but he couldn���t hear me or either that he was too engrossed in his phone conversation, so i signaled him. for the record, the reason why i urgently ���interrupted��� his conversation was cos the customer that the framing lady was serving, was still at her booth. in fact, there were more reasons to interrupt him. theoretically, he shouldn���t even be on the phone!!! besides, instead of being on the phone, he shld be helping me with the letters and envelopes. that was resolved (in my opinion) for alex answered the framing lady. a graduate and his family then came register with me and so i told alex to get ready. he picked up his camera box and went off. then, at the other end of leighton hall, he shouted for me to go over and helped dress the graduate. oh, i���d love too. that���s my forte cos i think i do quite a decent job compared to the rest. i shouted across to him that i cant leave the counter cos at least 1 person has to be at the cash register. he cant hear me so he came walking towards me and sort of insisted that i helped but i told him the reason why i couldn���t. he then said where���s the bag of pins (to pin the graduate���s gown), i told him its on one of the table (its been there since day 1���.i tell u, tis boss of mine is very systematic. everything is where its supposed to be). there shld be one bag of pins on the table jus next to his set anyway (i didn���t tell him tis cos i think he���s cock-eyed and don���t want to remind him :P). he then said he didn���t know those bags were there on the table. HELLO???!!!!! all 3 photographers and the person who is in charge of dressing the graduates know the 2 bags are on the table at the end of the hall, where there���s also a board we pin up pre-ordered receipts. at that moment, i know why my so-called supervisor always tell me alex is lazy and don���t go for him when i want my graduation photos done. he then pointed out to tis bag of pins next to the ibook where he was sitting by jus now. huh? why was it doing there? he���s such an id**t!!! he must hv brought the bag which i left it at his set (cos i was doing the gown job in the morning b4 my colleague went in to the auditorium) to the sales counter after he was done with shooting. since when do u have to carry it with u?? the boss only said to bring the camera box with u if u leave the photography set. then so, there���s always another bag there what. that���s not all that happened. after he was done with the graduate, alex came back to where he sat before. he started ���confronting��� me. he asked why didn���t i said excuse me jus now when he was on the phone. HEY, i said but he didn���t even hear me. what big deal is that? in fact, u were yakking on the phone while u were at work, cmon!!! never mind, then he said he never knew those bags of pins were on that table. SIGH. i gave up. i didn���t even bother to argue with him. i merely said, they���ve always been there. he sort of apologized that he didn���t hear me said excuse me and that he really didn���t know the pins were there. did u think that was all? he did something else which demean singaporeans, sort of. he asked where i was born. i said 'singapore' and he said, ���oh, sandbar���. i was like ���huh?���. he then said, ���oh, singapore is an island surrounded by sand.��� maybe i shouldn���t have said tis but i did. i said, 'the sand wasn���t real, it was reclaimed'. and he took the chance to rub it some more. he said ���it must be weird born there���. i went ���what do u mean?��� he replied, ���everything is MADE there���. GOSH, i was fuming. i wish to reply ���u're also made what���. he ended the whole bloody conversation (if u call that one) by saying 'maybe not, since u were born there, u were used to it'. i was mad, very mad. i told myself not to be angry over such pple. no point. i turned away from him and carried on with what i was doing. sometimes i cant imagine there���re pple like him. so full of themselves. he also told me all the graduates are stupid. hey, it���ll be my turn soon, in may, so that makes me stupid too? (though i know he was probably mad with the graduates who didnt follow his instructions) i seriously think he���s like a kid on the loose and needs constant supervision. i wasn���t intending to type abt my encounter with alex. looks like i cant ���resist���. sorry to whoever reading my blog. i need to rant it out. i was burned out after work yday. jann (my so-called supervisor. its not official but i treat her like 1) wasn���t around yday and i was in charge again. had a lot of refunds and changed orders from customers. i had to take over those customers from my colleagues cos i was the only one authorized to do that (other than jann). i must say i m getting used to the pressure, not alex though. u know the pressure u get when u r serving your own customer and at the same time, have to settle your other 2 colleagues��� customers and every customer wants to be served first. sigh. no worries, i'll be fine.

after i got back from work, at abt 8pm, pot and his parents came over to my place to drop off their luggage for they���ve to check out from their hotel on sat at abt 12 noon. since they���re taking the night flight, they���ll be stranded with their luggage the whole afternoon. other half and i were so tired from work so we rejected their dinner offer. i feel bad turning them down but i really was beat. my eyelids were so heavy. had leftover from lunch for dinner. went to bed shortly after dinner and a bath. other half was stuck to his GT4 on PS2 while i snoozed away.

16042005

i m glad i didn���t hv to work today. nice to be resting and taking a break from all the smiling, ���hi, how r u?���, ���which package would u like?���, ���here���s your credit card���, ���thank you, have a nice day.��� was also expecting pot in the late afternoon. he asked me for dinner again but i cant cos i���ve already promised my other half that we���ll be having steamboat (EDITED 17/04/05: after he come back from work. & i cant contact him now to change our plans plus i wouldnt like to hv my dinner twice). i like pot���s parents, they���re very easy going and nice pple (cos they appreciate my jokes & could laugh at them *chuckle*). i only knew pot���s parents tis time round when they came to syd for his graduation. i helped them carry 1 small bag downstairs (while they carried 2 more huge suitcases) and waited with them for a cab. pot handed me an envelope and said to see only after they leave. hmm���.so mysterious. i promised them we���ll have chilli crayfish at alexandra village when i go back to singapore. i opened up the envelope while i was on my way home. he wrote me a sweet note of thanks and also enclosed a sum of money for the rental of their luggage at my place. aiyoh, that was meant as a joke what! take me as what???? i m not money faced okay?!! well, he also mentioned that he meant to thank me for all my help in syd and didn���t know what to buy me as a gift so gave me the money instead. i quickly called his mobile and ���scolded��� him. he���s gonna get it when i go back in oct. :P since other half don���t want slow food (EDITED 17/04/05: that is, steamboat. he cant wait, he was hungry beyond words can describe), we settled for ben���s thai (his fave) for dinner.

for the entire day, i���ve been waiting for my korean drama to complete downloading. not to mention, i waited a week for the episode to be posted online. i carried on typing tis after dinner and dessert. now gonna watch ���iron chef���. a routine affair on every sat. cheers.