Wednesday, September 03, 2008

I think I would like to say, with utmost sincerity and niceness, the same thing to the parents and the younger siblings. If you've ever loved one another at all, enough for it to hurt so bleeding much, then for heaven's sake remember that the opposite party has feelings too, feelings like yours, so think twice before holding them in your hands and smashing them hard against the floor.

It's damn hard to pick up the pieces, okay. And harder to piece them together, bit by bit, and harder even to pretend that the cracks never existed.

Thank you to the dear dear people picking up the pieces all these while.

Sunday, August 31, 2008

I'm really, really sorry

for having to cancel on everyone.


Even if saying this doesn't make a difference anyhow.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Better safe than sorry?

*emptying pencil box*

Dad: What're you doing?
Me: Taking out my pen knife. Can't carry sharp objects. Invite card says it's a security threat, apparently.
Dad: *mock incredulity* So you gotta file your pointed teeth too, eh?
*Mum chokes on her drink in silent laughter*
Me: *exasperation* You can't hurt people with pointy teeth lar!
Dad: You could bite them, ahahahaha. Precautions, you know.

The thing about ABCs

Disclaimer: All acronyms in the following story are largely made up. Due to the Highly Secret nature of my work I am Not Allowed to type the Real Stuff.

*pause*

Okay lar actually I don't remember the Real Stuff. :D


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Supervisor: "Charmaine, can you do me a favour? Help me call up J and clarify this email for me, can you? Help me find out what she meant by "changes"-- does she mean currently some of the BOGs go under the SOTs, excluding BCEs, but subsequently all SOTs are going to be taken as BOGs whether or not they have BCEs or EGFs under them?"

My eyes glaze over.

Supervisor: "Charmaine? Do you understand what I'm saying?"

...........

I ring up said person.

"Hi! This is Charmaine-- I want to enquire about the-- ah-- the email on the SOTs."

Nice Friendly Lady: "Oh, that! Yeah we got a few enquiries about that. See, what we meant is basically that all TYs go under the PAT scheme, but while formerly only the HGs were grouped under the BIT, from now onwards the ECGs will be grouped under BIT as well. That is, whether they are BIs or TOs."

Me: *stares disbelievingly at cubicle wall, pen hovering over notebook* What?
"So uh. All ECGs are now... under BIT."

Nice Friendly Lady: "Yes, that's it. Applies to BIs and TOs as well. Of course we have people asking us about EPTs--Do you guys have problems with the EPT portion of the HWE? The HWE is--"

Me: *hurriedly* "Uh, I'll check with my supervisor about that one. Actually I wanted to ask about the-- uh-- *checks notebook* Annual-Well-being Survey. AWS, that is. Uh, with regards to the *checks notebook* Junior Officers-- I mean, the JOs."

Nice Friendly Lady: "Ah, that... *begins to launch into explanation, then pauses* Oh-- hang on. You're new to this, aren't you?"

(It shows? Oh yes-- I wasn't conversing with alphabets.)

Nice Friendly Lady: *sympathetically* "Then probably I oughta give you a background on the AWS, too, because it wasn't formerly part of the BOG."

Me: *flustered* "It's okay! We'll just settle the ay-dubble-liew-ess bit and then I'll let you know if I need anything else!"

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Seriously. Talk about code-speak. I promise you, they're freaking efficient with words in Ministries-- conversation time is probably shortened by half at the rate that two-syllable words are reduced to single alphabets.

I need more prose in my life. Haha.

Monday, August 25, 2008

In the mail:


I LOVE MY JOB PHOTO CONTEST

To qualify, simply describe & send us a picture of yourself at your workstation, in your office, together with your office mates or whatever portrays why you "Love Your Job!"


-mildly amused-

I think I can't possibly take a picture with any of my office mates until Sunday mid next month :P

Friday, August 15, 2008

high strung

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

... and when she knew not what not to write, she thought perhaps she oughtn't write at all...

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Irrelevant

Why doesn't blogger have a entry password protect function? Roar.

Never mind, I shall create my own. Behold the privacy of a password protected entry!

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