Sunday, 13 January 2008

It’s not even the end of January but I feel that 2008 has been a pretty long year...

Hmm.

Is it just me or does 2008 feel like the year of the hurricane?

Forgive me of my potentially portent opener, but gosh darnit, don’t you feel the same? The first week of January has gone by without as much as a hello. Work is slowly, surely and painfully starting to pile up. What was once hard is now easy and what was once easy I am now trying to make it as hard as possible.

I am, of course, kidding! I will try to explain as best as I can about what goes on during a typical work day.

Time

Activity/Things that make me look busy but I’m actually on Facebook!*

06:15

Wake up. I wish I didn’t have to.

06:24

Wake up. Again. Damnit, I love/hate the snooze function!

06:37

Eat my breakfast. And more often than not, I would take a dump soon after. Indeed, that was way too much information for you.

07:23

Get the feeder bus to the LRT (Light Rail Transit @ Stuck in a moving box with many other corporate slaves all trying to get to work without falling asleep) station without punching some poor sod’s face in.

07:58

Reach office. At this point I am by and large completely exasperated. Some people from the train really do stink.

08:00

I take yet another dump. Too much stinky tofu the night before really screws up the bowel system.

08:10

I officially start work at 9 but I like to start early. I would check my emails and try to resolve any outstanding calls (incidents, issues, problems, things that make me do work) before I begin doing my reports.

09:37

Short break. Which loosely translates to: snack time!

12:15

Lunch! Argh! Hungry!

13:15

Come back from lunch. By this time the mood for work is as strong as a spider’s web. In a class 5 typhoon!

14:00

Brush teeth. Yes, I brush my teeth at the office after lunch. So?

15:00

Try to stay awake. Seriously, I’m so sleepy by this time, it’s a miracle my head isn’t on the keyboard. Or on the floor.

16:00

Send out the last of my reports and look up SAP Developer Network or whatever for the latest in the world SAP (Slow And Painful).

17:26

Pack up. In four minutes, I’m gonna head back home and get into the bloody LRT again. ARGH! Stinky armpits! And not forgetting, fat women and their fat boobies on me!

That’s me during a weekday.

Pretty boring, huh?

I don’t go onsite, yet, seeing that my experience is only enough to do the basics and slightly more intermediate works. Work, in general, is good but tiresome, especially at around 3 p.m. onwards. That is when the people from the UK get up and decide, hey, let’s torture some poor Malaysian! For some strange, otherworldly reason, the English have difficulty in getting basic grammar and spelling correct. Yes, the English have English problems. How quaint. Bah, it’s bloody annoying! I have this OCD-ish habit of writing proper emails. I judiciously use the spell-check; I’m not shy to admit. I patiently check my grammar. I peruse over my paragraphs. But most importantly, I ensure that my English sounds superior.

Muahaha! Ha!

On a lighter note:

I’ve been on the job for four months! And counting!

This is the longest job I’ve had and I’m not even thinking of quitting come next Monday! I love it here; the people are nice and ever willing to help this dolt. I know I won’t be here forever, no way. But until the day where I part company, I’m going to savour every moment.

At least this beats me selling Canadian land!

This is Chris, signing off.

PS: Updates are sluggish, I know. A combination of work and lack of ideas is contributing to the slowness. I sincerely apologise. That’s why I need you guys to update your own blogs instead!

4 comments:

Lia said...

Ah, work. I'm not going to comment on the hours missing from your schedule; I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume you're accomplishing meaningful work. :)

That's dedication - arriving at the office that early, especially if you don't get to leave early to compensate. And then, on top of that, you quality-control your emails! You must really like your job.

Syar said...

I just updated pun, so hey! Aren't I a good girl?

I love that even after listing out the droll drudgery of your everyday schedule, you still like working there. That's awesome! I'm glad for you.

Mawar said...

you have something against fat women with fat boobies?? hmm hmm??

ok la, i might not have fat boobies but i still terasa. pfft.

Chris said...

Lia: You've no idea (hmm, you may have some but I'm trying to be dramatic, hush) how bad the last 2 weeks have been. Rookie mistake, one after friggin' another.

At the moment, I'm stressed. And it's doing nothing for my hypertension.

Cazzo.

Syar: You're good, Syar. You know that.

M: In the first place, you're not fat. Second, woman? You? :P