rediscovering eden
But I wrote them for you
And anywhere I would be with you
No matter where, but for now we're here
So let's spin around again in this field of flowers we're in
-Sixpence None the Richer,'Field of Flowers'
dailies
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
9:23 PM
Tomorrow the boss of my level, who also happens to an assistant director of the place, is going to take us temps out for lunch.
He's a relation of my aforesaid ah pek colleague, who by the way, is a little unbelievably old-man.
He disapproves of his dad wearing jeans.
Says his dad tries to be hip, running around in jeans the whole day...
I asked him what's so hip about jeans and he sort of implied that a man of fifty-plus shouldn't dress in such an undignified way.
...
Anyway tomorrow's lunch should be interesting!
The two relatives are not at all alike.
Anyway I'm going to be as unspecific about him as I can (which is really hard, he's so one-of-a-kind!) because I've found out one of his hobbies is reading other people's blogs (especially people he doesn't know) and if he finds mine(which thankfully isn't likely since he prefers blogs with intelligent socio-political content, since he's a secret opposition supporter) I'm afraid he'll be pretty hurt, and I really don't want that to happen.
An ego is a really delicate balloon.
Unfortunately he's one of the most interesting incidents that occur at my workplace, although he's terribly monotonous conversation-wise, so I really like to talk about his idiosyncracies here.
Otherwise I'm bored to tears literally there.
I have progressed so far from photocopying and data entry to stapler-bullet-and-excess-paper removal to filing certificates and now am 'checking stamps'.
At first I thought it would be fun since I get to play with the commissioners' chops but mindless work is taking a toll on me!!!!
Plus the ink stinks.
The other interesting happenings are Monica hahaha, and the food they bring up from workshops so the whole office gets to snack.
Also the courier men who come to deliver legal documents on their firms' behalf.
Because you have to ring a bell at the counter outsidethe office to attract the attention of the clerks inside the office who then come to attend to your needs.
Most of them don't like to ring.
Mostly its the Indian couriers who are the funniest, cos they're more vocal.
They always shout "Hallo hallo!" Or, "Anybody home?!"
And then there was one who came in two weeks after CNY and really bellowed "GONG XI FA CAI!"
Today there was one who claimed to be Fandi Ahmad's "very good friend."
Another one asked one of the execs what perfume she was wearing. She asked him why he wanted to know and he replied that she smelled "so exotic" so he wanted to buy that perfume for his girlfriend on Valentine's Day.
The rest of the week I'll be going out again after work.
It's nice to meet people again, but I just want to collapse on the bed and sleep for two days like Marilene.
