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  • Freaky Friday

    Today is not a really good day at work.

    It’s like I’ve just climbed a mountain, swam across a mighty ocean and yet a few are still left unsolved. And I had to leave it as it is because my colleague is driving me home today so I couldn’t stay back even though I really wanted to.

    I left the office feeling so suffocated. Heart beating not correctly.

    My colleague dropped me off and I walked back home. There was this little boy walking the opposite direction with his mother I guess walking behind him. The little boy was looking at me, stretched his hands forward and tangled them together, gave me this shy smile while looking at me then looking down to the ground then looking at me, smiling again. I don’t even know him but he smiled like I’m his friend. Sedap hati aku.

    I came home to tell Mummy, “Die, die, die.”

    Mummy said, “I’ll go with you to work tomorrow. I’ll sit down with you and we do it together.”

    See lah? My mum. But it did make me feel better.

    Monday is not going to be a good day, it’s going to be a continuation of today. So, I must rock hard this weekend!

    You must too!

  • Fish

    I drove for one hour and 15 minutes today. Thanks to the road closure at NKVE. It was hell even before the Subang toll. A standstill. &*(((@&$&#$($&#(!!!

    There was a power maintenance in the office which was scheduled to last only for half an hour. But what happened was, it took a long 3 hours.

    Nobody in the office was doing any work. Not that we don’t want to but we can’t. I don’t know why they need to do it during office hours but this is like too dramatic already. 3 hours without answering any calls. No replying of emails.

    Enjoying as we could even knowing how mad the customers can be when they call once the system is up.

    Everyone had lunch at the same time since we could do nothing. Then, we talked. It’s nice to listen to stories because these people here, they have so much to tell, you won’t get bored.

    With everyone sharing their stories, you feel like you’re not the only one. We have so many newbies and freshies who join the organization and they seem like they are happy with where they are and with what they do. But if you look beyond the surface, everyone is yearning to do something different, to go back to their own field.

    I always get the same question wherever I go and the same reaction when I answer them. Sometimes they don’t ask anymore because they already know from someone else.

    “Grace, I heard that you graduated with a degree in IT.”

    “Yes. Then what brought you here?”

    My standard reply would be, “This is the first offer that I got so I just thought of trying it out. But I would one day like to go back to do what I’m supposed to do.”

    Then, another commented, “I want to go back to do Engineering too.”

    Then, another said, “I want to go back to do what I’ve studied too.”

    Then, they were talking about their boyfriends and I listened. Don’t expect me to even start because I don’t have one now. And don’t even expect me to announce to everyone that I have broke up.

    But I could just smell the question coming. It’s unavoidable and I was very much prepared.

    “How’s your boyfriend?”

    “I broke up already.”

    “You broke up already? I’m sorry. Sorry ah, sorry ah.”

    “It’s ok” And I have to say it with a smile to assure her that it’s okay. Because I really am. Sometimes I want to feel like I’m suffering but then I’m just not. I’m okay.

    Then, another manager came and we joined in the conversation and they were talking about marriages and stuff like that. Ya, now you know what girls like to talk about.

    “I believe all 4 of you are not married yet.”

    We nodded our heads.

    “Any boyfriend?” She looked at me. Aku yang kena lagi.

    “Broke up already.”

    Then, in came an awkward silence which made me feel so uncomfortable because I think they thought I’m not okay or something so they didn’t really know what to say.

    Then, the manager said, “Don’t worry. There are many fishes out there.” I’ve heard this for the don’t know how many timeth. Why do they call it fish? Why not rabbits? Why not penguins?

    Why fish? Do you know?

  • Annual Increment

    It’s a very cold day. I can be seen shivering in the office even with my sweater on. Someone came to inspect the air-con and took temperature. I just hope they can adjust the temperature so that we can work better instead of thinking of how to keep ourselves warm all the time.

    A cup of boiling water is not enough to keep me warm because it would be cold in a matter of seconds.

    The only nice thing I heard today from a customer was when she said this to me, “Saya suka cakap dengan Grace. Kalau marah pun jadi reda.”

    In the afternoon, I received a call in distress. The same lady has been calling to my department for another department and I have been informing her the correct numbers to dial but she kept coming back to me. I guess I might have sounded a bit annoyed but that’s because I really was annoyed, knowing the fact that even though I might be able to assist her but I just can’t do it because if I do it once, she will always be coming back to me and it won’t do any good. That’s because I’m not in charge of what’s happening in the other department and it’s best that I lead her to deal with the right people.

    Finally, I gave in after she apologised for always disturbing me but that’s really because she has been calling the number of the other department for three days but nobody is picking up her call. How can I not help if she tells me that? The earlier call that I received from her was also transferred directly to another agent after I have been trying to connect to someone who is not engaged.

    “Do you know that when you transferred the line to the other department, someone said “Hello” and then the line got cut off?”

    I could only apologise and told her I will help her this time.

    So, there it went, she ranted all she could to me, I just listened, reminding me of the days I used to be in the previous team. Her problems are not solved yet so I’ll need to follow up personally tomorrow morning. There are times that make me think whether I should just act like I don’t know anything and thus not helping or be soft-hearted and understanding and help her even though it’s not really my job anymore. Know why? Because once I start doing it, I would need to follow up and following up takes time and it would mean I’m not doing the job I was assigned to do but doing other people’s job instead. But in the end, I chose to help her because I think if I were in her shoes, I would have liked someone to help me too. Imagine calling for 3 days looking for help but with no one to turn to, well, no one to attend to her in the first place, tak boleh ni.

    “Thank you so much.” she said.

    Tomorrow Gracie will be clocking in to work and checking on her stuff first thing in the morning. It’s already written on my log book for tomorrow, appearing like that’s the first call I’ll be getting in the morning.

    I left the office later than usual today because I was waiting for my turn to meet the senior manager to get my increment letter. Not much, just 5.89%. But what cheered me up is the performance bonus that I’m getting so, boleh lah. April will be my richest month. Then, May back to normal again with just that very very slight increase.

    Till then, write again tomorrow.

  • This is a Story about 3 Pears

    “Go cut some fruits before I kill you!”

    Gracie went to the kitchen and sliced 3 pears before her Mummy kills her.

    Mummy strutted into the kitchen to check if Gracie wants herself to be killed.

    “You know, you look very cute and pretty from the behind.”

    Then, she touched touched my arms.

    “Yeah, but when you see her face from the front, you feel like killing her, right?”

    I said and laughed by myself.

    She was trying to control from laughing but can’t help to give me a good grin. She gave me a light poke on the left cheek and then walked away.

  • Strangers

    The only time I’ll be outside of the office building is when I drive to work and when I drive back from work. So really, you won’t even see me hanging around outside of the building during any other times than the one mentioned since there is nowhere to go for lunch and I pack lunch to work everyday since the very first day we moved. Sometimes, I feel like I’m working in a prison, a very nice prison.

    Surprisingly though, someone saw me and is able to recognise my face and is able to get my Friendster profile and he sent me this message, “Hi, do you work in xxxx xxxx? I think I’ve seen you before.”

    I didn’t know what to say because it sounded a bit unbelievable due to the fact that he has only seen me once so I asked him where and when he spotted me.

    He was actually attending an interview at a company of the next building and happened to pass by my company. I don’t recall seeing anyone besides people who works in the same office as me.

    That’s not all. Before this happened, someone I didn’t know sent me this message, “Are you Grace? Are you staying in xxx xxx?” The address mentioned was my house in Sandakan.

    “Yes, how do you know?”

    “Because I saw your picture and I know the place.”

    I presumed he is either staying near me or is very familiar with that housing area. He gave me his name but I don’t know him.

    Gracie is being stalked!

  • April 17

     

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    Today is Bunny’s death anniversary.

    Today is the day I graduated last year.

    Today is the day I started my 7th log book to jot down call details.

  • Happy Easter Sunday!

    I like the bunny that’s on today’s Sunday Star paper.