the omen - rise of the biatch

Barely a week into my new position, I am already feeling my horns fighting its way to come out. See the place I am at, we have six on the board. Three executive, three non. Four in town, one in East Malaysia, the other in an island up north.

Any declarations would require ALL six signatories. Fine. During a recent corporate exercise they are plenty of documents that require these people to whip out their Mont Blancs and sign their life away. Not a problem...

Problem is the sotong who is handling all this in the office up north is sending me the documents one set at a time several days in a week. Just when you rush out the documents to the director to sign before he leaves town, in comes another. The next day, another set comes in same requirements. Day 3, another set comes in. You guessed it. They need to sign lah...

Fed up or not you tell me? So I shoot off a polite lengthy email to her (yes, despite the fact that I can be your living nightmare, my evil twin has confirmed my politeness in the mail) to the sotong requesting that she collate all documents and sending it to me at one go if possible rather than bits and pieces. And the only thing she could come back with 'for those completed, please send back, thanks'.

Hmmm, maybe polite and me don't equate. But then again, I am still on probation so must be on best behaviour. Waitlah till I get my confirmation letter or perhaps I may not get it after all?? Now where is the file with the KIV applicants who wrote in earlier for this position again? Better keep it handy in case the boss summons for it when they decide to fire me....

ugly & painful

You know what they say about the truth being ugly & how it hurts.

Well, if someone told you something that is very true in every sense of the word, so ugly that it's a really really bitter pill to swallow; how would you feel?

Deny it? You can't cos you know for a fact that it's the truth. Be angry? Cry? Hate your friend for saying it? Disown your friend, whom you have known for soooo long and who only have your best interests at heart and went out of the way to help you when and where possible?

I wonder....

it's simply amazing how...

...I keep learning something useless. Enlighten me if you can, what the below means:

Scaredy goat.

Incentify.

I try but it hurts. It really really hurts just to think...

discourse of course...

It's been awhile. I haven't been updating. What has been happening? Quite a lot really..

I am now officially the Executive Secretary to the Directors, at the place I work & no more twice a week, I now have to be chained to my desk & notebook five days a week. As I told my boss when I signed my contract "I am now signing my soul to the devil" only to be greeted with a menancing laugh.

And I start officially today, coming in to a few assignments entrusted by the boss just before he went thousands of miles away. Once upon a time, when the boss went away it would mean blissful peace for the short while they were away. But now with the wonderful world of technology I shudder when I see the Blackberry blinking indicating some sort of message via email or IM or SMS from someone in the office.

And today, I received (or more like the big kahuna received) an invite from a very prominent political figure inviting him for a luncheon cum 'intellectual discourse' on.....

Wait for it. Wait for it.

...the merits of Michael Schumacher returning to F1.

Ahhh, an insight to what these hot-shots do on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Who would have thought eh??