The deejays on the radio station this morning brought up a subject that was kinda interesting. One of their colleagues ripped open one of the guy's pay-slip and took a peek. So he was in a dilemma on what to do. Report her and she might lose her job. But he couldn't possibly keep quiet and condone to this.
This happened to me once, in my previous employment. See I had my drawers where I kept my personal stuff in my second drawer & work related stuff in the last. I don't normally lock it every time I have to leave my desk as I expect others to respect my privacy as I do theirs. And for all my life I have worked, I never encountered any busybodies rummaging through my stuff.
But I guess there's always a first time for everything. So, one day I'm away from my desk and seems during my absence, a colleague (a senior manager) came by my station looking for something. Seeing that I was not there, she took the liberty to open my drawers. She came across my payslip and thought it would do no harm to take a peek.
Unlucky for her, my roomie caught her in the act. So when I come back, roomie tells me what happened. I pick up the phone, called the SM and confronted her. Of course, there was an heated exchange of words. I told her the next time something goes missing in my drawer or anyone's for that matter, I would search her first cos she would be the only one who is idiotic enough to go through other people's personal stuff.
Reliable sources then told me that when she hung up, she threw a tantrum and was furious that I questioned her authority as SM. She then stomped her way to her boss who was also my boss and created a big fuss about what happened. Well I expected her to behave this way and I just went about doing my work as usual. Five minutes after she struts out of the bosses office, he buzzes me in. I went in sat down, looked him in the eye and went "Ya?"
He told me what happened and that she went crying to him yada yada yada. So I asked him where is her sense of confidentiality & integrity that is so essential in her capacity as a SM & more importantly, crucial in her line of work. Needless to say he couldn't answer me or justify her actions. I told her (earlier) and then him, that just because she is an SM (or I couldn't care less if she was the president of the company) it doesn't give her an effing right to go through my personal stuff. If it was work related documents, the least she could do was call me on my mobile or have the audacity to wait till I got back to my work-station.
He let it at that and told her that if she had any issues, she would have to work them out with me. I don't remember if she apologized but I doubt she did but suffice to say, as much as I wasn't popular back them I scored bitch points big time. SCORE!!!
20090704
especially for me
I threw caution to the wind & went for an informal 'interview' two days back. A friend forwarded me this job ad which was looking for early childhood teacher.
For all that I am perceived to be, I am actually a person who loves kids and working with them. I simply love their honesty. So, I went and had a casual chat with the MD of the center. We spoke like we were old chums, had a couple of laughs.
What's interesting about this job though is it involves children with special needs. She warned me that it's gonna be very challenging and my patience will indeed be put to test. As I am still contractually employed which will end October this year, I suggested to do it on a voluntary basis once a week.
Never have I been more excited about a job than this. I actually SMS-ed her yesterday to ask if they do require my services. And boy was I pleased when she said they'd be more than happy to have me there. I have a good feeling about this & am so looking forward to it.
I have been in various industries in the corporate sector. After a close to three year hiatus, I took on the temp employment just to warm up & get my groove back. But half way into it, I realized that I have had enough of it. The back-stabbing, politicking, chasing deadlines... Now I just want to be doing what I want to do and not what I need to.
Will I be able to do it? Truth be told, I don't know. Will I enjoy it? Yes, I don't know what is gonna be in store for me and I truly do not know what to expect. I have worked with kids before but not the ones with special needs. I don't know if I am cut out for this but I am gonna give it a shot. The hubby doubts that I would be able to handle this and probably that this is what I am meant to be doing.
But nevertheless I am just gonna do it, learn and see where it takes me. Working with children has always been something I am very passionate about and thus far have not had the opportunity to do so. Maybe I am being rash and jumping into this. But I am taking it one step at a time & with all my heart hope and know that this is the one...
So looking forward to Thursday. Wish me luck!!!
For all that I am perceived to be, I am actually a person who loves kids and working with them. I simply love their honesty. So, I went and had a casual chat with the MD of the center. We spoke like we were old chums, had a couple of laughs.
What's interesting about this job though is it involves children with special needs. She warned me that it's gonna be very challenging and my patience will indeed be put to test. As I am still contractually employed which will end October this year, I suggested to do it on a voluntary basis once a week.
Never have I been more excited about a job than this. I actually SMS-ed her yesterday to ask if they do require my services. And boy was I pleased when she said they'd be more than happy to have me there. I have a good feeling about this & am so looking forward to it.
I have been in various industries in the corporate sector. After a close to three year hiatus, I took on the temp employment just to warm up & get my groove back. But half way into it, I realized that I have had enough of it. The back-stabbing, politicking, chasing deadlines... Now I just want to be doing what I want to do and not what I need to.
Will I be able to do it? Truth be told, I don't know. Will I enjoy it? Yes, I don't know what is gonna be in store for me and I truly do not know what to expect. I have worked with kids before but not the ones with special needs. I don't know if I am cut out for this but I am gonna give it a shot. The hubby doubts that I would be able to handle this and probably that this is what I am meant to be doing.
But nevertheless I am just gonna do it, learn and see where it takes me. Working with children has always been something I am very passionate about and thus far have not had the opportunity to do so. Maybe I am being rash and jumping into this. But I am taking it one step at a time & with all my heart hope and know that this is the one...
So looking forward to Thursday. Wish me luck!!!
20090702
do not...
...interrupt the fish-monger when he's counting balls. Learnt it today when I was buying fishballs to make soup for dinner. Half way into his counting, I asked him "How much?"
I don't normally count them when I'm dumping them into the soup but somehow today I got a bit itchy lah and counted. One ball short.
Heh heh.... so there. Lesson learnt.
Mindless post, yes but hey, all for the fun of it.
I don't normally count them when I'm dumping them into the soup but somehow today I got a bit itchy lah and counted. One ball short.
Heh heh.... so there. Lesson learnt.
Mindless post, yes but hey, all for the fun of it.
when they collide...
What happens when two people who have known each other and been friends for eternity have a misunderstanding, albeit over a petty issue?
One is truthful and says things as how she sees it. The other wants to hear just what she wants to hear and dismisses the rest.
One is there to be the shoulder to cry on and lends an ear no matter how many times a day the other calls. The other just wants to cry on that shoulder ten times a day and wants everything to revolve around her.
So one minor issue, exchange of not so pleasant words, then silence. For what seemed the longest time. Shoulder was kind of glad to be dry for a while. Don't know how the other party was handling it.
Then on Shoulder's birthday, she received an SMS. Another exchange of unpleasantries and they parted ways.
So, at one glance I felt it was a waste of the many years of friendship and closeness they enjoyed. But would I play peacemaker again? I don't think so.
As much as I love them both, I feel that this is between them. I don't want to take sides and I believe that they are adults who should be able to do what they feel is best. Shoulder has spoken to me and I respect her decision. The other one hasn't called me but I doubt she will. She doesn't seem to see me as someone she can confide in. I might just probably give her my two cents worth as harshly if not worse than Shoulder.
This happened once. And it's happening again. We'll just have to wait and see how it turns out.
One is truthful and says things as how she sees it. The other wants to hear just what she wants to hear and dismisses the rest.
One is there to be the shoulder to cry on and lends an ear no matter how many times a day the other calls. The other just wants to cry on that shoulder ten times a day and wants everything to revolve around her.
So one minor issue, exchange of not so pleasant words, then silence. For what seemed the longest time. Shoulder was kind of glad to be dry for a while. Don't know how the other party was handling it.
Then on Shoulder's birthday, she received an SMS. Another exchange of unpleasantries and they parted ways.
So, at one glance I felt it was a waste of the many years of friendship and closeness they enjoyed. But would I play peacemaker again? I don't think so.
As much as I love them both, I feel that this is between them. I don't want to take sides and I believe that they are adults who should be able to do what they feel is best. Shoulder has spoken to me and I respect her decision. The other one hasn't called me but I doubt she will. She doesn't seem to see me as someone she can confide in. I might just probably give her my two cents worth as harshly if not worse than Shoulder.
This happened once. And it's happening again. We'll just have to wait and see how it turns out.
please don't confuse me, it's hurting my brains
In the midst of planning and organizing an annual do for the company where I am attached at now. Why do I always get stuck with things like this?? Sigh....
So anyways, one of the most enviable task is of course writing to our suppliers / business associates to implore their generosity, short of saying give me all your money or a 60" plasma HD tv. So I am cracking this fragile brain of mine on how to be polite, solicititious in hope that my letter would get them whipping out their checkbooks, Mont Blanc pens and signing off a contribution with many many many zeroes in the figure (just before the decimal point mind you).
Gives the draft to triceratops. She looks it through. "You know it shouldn't be so powderful. The suppliers may not be able to understand your letter." (yes, exact word - powderful)
I'm blinking in confusion....A while later, she goes on to add "I'm not impressed with this letter."
Still in confusion. So she arranges to get a copy of the letter sent to suppliers asking them for moolah when were doing the same thing six years back (apparently that one packed a punch). It went something like this...
The XX Group celebrates its 14th anniversary on (date).
This celebration party will be attended by all our colleagues from blabber blabber blabber with the Directors and members of the Management Team.
We seek your benevolent contribution either in kind or cash to enhance the excitement of the evening. Please revert your contribution by (date).
We have enjoyed working with you and look forward to many more years to come.
I've read this thing like a gazillion times and somehow can't seem to put my finger on the punch. Her reaction when she saw this letter? "Ah? You mean our letter so simple ah like this? I thought it was much more than that..."
Come to think of it, no wonder the prizes that time was crappy....
Now where can I put my soon to be won 60" plasma HD tv????
So anyways, one of the most enviable task is of course writing to our suppliers / business associates to implore their generosity, short of saying give me all your money or a 60" plasma HD tv. So I am cracking this fragile brain of mine on how to be polite, solicititious in hope that my letter would get them whipping out their checkbooks, Mont Blanc pens and signing off a contribution with many many many zeroes in the figure (just before the decimal point mind you).
Gives the draft to triceratops. She looks it through. "You know it shouldn't be so powderful. The suppliers may not be able to understand your letter." (yes, exact word - powderful)
I'm blinking in confusion....A while later, she goes on to add "I'm not impressed with this letter."
Still in confusion. So she arranges to get a copy of the letter sent to suppliers asking them for moolah when were doing the same thing six years back (apparently that one packed a punch). It went something like this...
The XX Group celebrates its 14th anniversary on (date).
This celebration party will be attended by all our colleagues from blabber blabber blabber with the Directors and members of the Management Team.
We seek your benevolent contribution either in kind or cash to enhance the excitement of the evening. Please revert your contribution by (date).
We have enjoyed working with you and look forward to many more years to come.
I've read this thing like a gazillion times and somehow can't seem to put my finger on the punch. Her reaction when she saw this letter? "Ah? You mean our letter so simple ah like this? I thought it was much more than that..."
Come to think of it, no wonder the prizes that time was crappy....
Now where can I put my soon to be won 60" plasma HD tv????
20090701
birthday shoutout - baby girl...
Yes, I am a day late but I did send you an SMS yesterday!!! Hope you had a good one despite it all (you know what I mean)...
And yeah, I'll be waiting for the same SMS come November....
sick & senseless
Feeling like shit..
Nose is blocked. Throat is sore. Pain here and there. Damn tired. Can't focus but I'm at work. Wreaking my brain on how to write a bloody impressive letter. Just not up to it now.
No. No. Not swine flu.
I don't like this feeling at all....
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