Saturday, October 24, 2009

R.E.S.P.E.C.T

I was queuing up for Kentucky just now when the lady infront of me got very frustrated with the service staff and started shouting at her.

I think the staff is rather new and seems quite blur. The lady ordered a set meal which comes with a coleslaw and a mashed potato. But she told the staff that she doesn’t want the coleslaw and wanted a mashed potato instead. But the staff forgotten about it and placed the coleslaw into her take away box. The lady was so pissed off that she started scolding the staff. It was so bad that the manager have to step in and remove the coleslaw from the box.

Eeerr….. but excuse me. But it’s just a bloody coleslaw. If the staff forgets your special request, just remind her nicely. There is no need to scold a service staff over such small matters. In fact, there isn’t any need to scold a service staff. If they do anything wrongly, just tell them nicely and they will fix it. They are human afterall. Respect them.

Sigh. Why do some people behave like they are the king/queen just because they are paying customers? I really feel sorry for the service staff...

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Artificially rich bastards

I reckon Singaporeans have a very lop-sided conception of what rich and poor are. Just the other day i was having my breakkie and overheard this woman in a clearly very expensive dress talking to her son. I overheard her telling the child, "look at this poor man. That’s what’s going to happen to you if you don’t study hard." She was actually talking about this young man that clears all the plates in the food court.

But cleaners aren’t necessary poor. Many are, certainly, but some get by just fine. I think it’s arrogant and overly presumptuous to label them all “poor”. The problem with Singaporeans is that they’re not really interested in affluence per se, but the symbols of affluence. Singaporeans don’t measure affluence by how much you earn, but how much you spend. Consequently, Singaporeans (young ones especially) seem to be spending more and more, without any significant rise in income to back them up. Frankly, i’m sick and tired of this obscene materialism.

Apparently, most young Singaporeans define success the exact same way, which is the exact same special way, which is but having lots of money, and a lifestyle to show for it. My advice - You don’t stay young and energetic forever. The only old people who age happily are the ones who have long given up being driven, and focus instead on living.

The driven ones run out of fuel much faster. Ironically, they need all the money they earn, to pay for foster care, because their kids abandon them and all the good food they’ve eaten has gotten to their heart and they need constant medical support.

Bloody Singaporeans!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Mixed Emotions

Am in a very very bad mood lately. Lots of things happening which is making me very depressed. Yet I cannot find a place to vent them out. Not even on this blog.

Just feel like staying in bed for the whole day. In the past, I could have done that by applying a couple days of leave. But now, I don’t have the options to do that. Lots of things needs my attention. Lots of meeting need to be attend. Can’t afford to hide myself under the blanket.

And the worst thing is that I need to pretend that everything is alright when things aren’t. Putting up a happy front and covering up the emotions deep inside. It’s tough. But I know I shouldn’t mix work with personal stuff.

Perhaps I should just forget about my personal stuff and concentrate on work. Maybe keeping myself busy at work can help me forget about the personal issues.

Sigh.......

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Stop nudging me!

Do you have a list of things that will piss you off? I have. There are a couple of little things in life that piss me off. Maybe I’ll list down all of them 1 day.

Anyway, there is 1 thing that people like to do that never fail to piss me off. Sending me a nudge in MSN. Or rather sending me a nudge first thing he/she sees me on MSN. Even before sending me a msg or anything. And I’m at my computer when they nudge me.

Sometimes, i’m fine with it. But when someone over-done it, you get pissed off easily. There are times when you are listening to MP3 or watching video and turning the computer volume up to try to catch the words. Then this irritating noise comes along. And there are times when you are in a foul mood and the last thing you want people to do is to nudge you for no reason.

There is a purpose for nudge. Nudge is to alert the person when he didn’t reply your msg. It is not a greeting. Its rude. Its like pressing the car horn at people. (BTW, I hate it when people horn at me too.) I told them many times that I hate it when they does that. But people still continue to do it. Everytime…. Urrghhhh!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Happy 26th birthday!

As you all have probably seen by now, I haven’t exactly been updating my thoughts or movements in my life. Its not that I’ve been staying at home everyday with nothing to write, nothing could be further from the truth.

In fact, I’ve been so busy going out and catching up with friends, working and other activities and so on that I may have neglected my blog a little. Which is not to say I haven’t tried. Its weird to say that the last few times I tried to write anything serious, it turned out to be written in a pretty condescending tone and that is not exactly what I wanted to portray, so its been saved under drafts.

As you all know, its my birthday and my colleagues actually bought a cake and surprised me. I was really not expecting it, but I think the surprise didn’t really manifest in my face. Heh, it felt weird to be cutting a cake again.

Someone asked me, “How does it feel to be 26?”.
I thought for a while before answering, “I feel wiser”.

And that is the truth. Just a year ago things have been very different for me (perhaps, more in my mind than in my current status), and I’ve truly seen and experienced a lot more this year than in the years past. To state all the things that has made it so significant would be near impossible, but suffice to say certain happenings really changed my perspective on life, amongst others.

I was told to make a birthday wish before blowing out the candles. I actually had to take a few minutes to do it because I really couldn’t think of what I wanted in life for now, or what exactly it was I lacked. A year ago (and the year before, and before, and before) I would wish for good results, and/or someone to love, or something to that effect.

Today, I wished to live everyday happy.