elements beneath the sky...

Owning 2 masks - featuring my true self & the other self... I've drifted from the normal path. Juz some thoughts, opinions, complaints, gossips, bullshits... beneath the boundaryless sky that we share.

Name:

I am... by my own standards... a simple, sincere, average-looking scopio who can be both quiet and crazy; one who needs time to warm up to people; a homebody; sometimes impatient and stubborn, and erm, a mech engineer who doesn't look and sound like one.

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Slow, Inefficient, Dumb, and Extra BOSS...

Xi is so fed-up with her new lady (it's a SHE) boss who's Slow, Inefficient, Dumb*, and Extra (SIDE)... she is called the SHE-SIDE BOSS (if the word "suicide" comes to your mind, u r damned smart, if the phrase "She-is-like-Sai**" comes to your mind, u r a genious). Xi is currently sending out resume & CV to get out of the hell that her SHE-SIDE Boss has created.

Note:
*Dumb means (i) lacking intelligence (or stupid), and (ii) unable to speak. Both meanings also apply.
**Sai means shit in hokkien

This is what I understand from Xi:

Why Slow & Dumb?
The problem with job-rotation is that someone who's not up-to-the-mark may be rotated to a department where he/she cannot handle. This SHE-SIDE Boss is very slow at picking up the background knowledge and technicalities (and she made it worse by not taking down notes because she had a superb lousy memory).

Why Inefficient & Dumb?
Sometimes the wrong usage of technology can be detrimental. This SHE-SIDE Boss definitely loves sending, replying and forwarding emails. Guess what... her subordinates are just sitted less than 10 steps away (much much closer than the toilet) and she had to send emails to ask for everything (updates, status, etc... including little things, repeated information, etc)... So will future discussion will be email-based too???

And do you know how SHE-SIDE Boss allocate work? She just placed the work (papers, info, etc) on her subordinates' desk with small notes of "Please follow up. Thanks!" etc...

What the hack? No conversation between staff? How to function?

Why Extra & Dumb?
Oh btw, SHE-SIDE Boss is famous for forwarding emails or receiving emails without really going through its contents. This has indirectly created extra work for her subordinates.
For example: SHE-SIDE Boss asked Subordinate A to work on something related to Department X. Then she forgot about it (didn't bother to check) and when Department X requested for some changes, she asked Subordinate B to follow up. So both Subordinate A and B work on the same thing unknowingly. So now, the subordinates themselves have to coordinate to see if the SHE-SIDE Boss has been "Extra" or not.

The fact for having a colleague having a different portfolio has an obvious reason: Each of you will do your part and if need be, to complement each other and to avoid double work. This SHE-SIDE Boss doesn't seemed to know this (and as a result, she wastes company resources by being EXTRA, that is, doing repeated work).
For example: Colleague A is responsible for a certain function and has all the data pertaining to that function. Colleague A will collate (sum up the individual figures into various categories) and pass the necessary data to a subordinate of SHE-SIDE Boss who will then do the necessary calculations and submit a report to the SHE-SIDE Boss. The SHE-SIDE Boss is supposed to check the figures in the report and approved it. But guess what, the SHE-SIDE Boss went on to do the collating (she created an excel spreadsheet and began keying in the individual figures so as to check the summed up figures given to her subordinate by Colleague A)... what the fish? This is the latest one I heard and of course, the report has not been approved yet and the SHE-SIDE Boss is still keying keying keying (the data comes stapled using those larger bullets, not the normal ones that we usually use)... I really have nothing to comment... Does she know that if she gladly open her mouth, Colleague A will pass the softcopy to her?

Why nobody bother to tell her?
That's a good question... (clue: she's too famous for all these shit).
And why the company don't get rid of her... make a guess lah... which are the place which offer what we call - IRON RICE BOWL...

Monday, May 09, 2005

Free labour

Gonna arrowed to help my sup in an introductory talk which starts at 9am... and therefore had to be in school by 7.30am. *yawn* I purposely set my alarm clock to 5.45am so that I can snooze for 15mins... then woke up pretty unwillingly at 6am (I haven't been up that early for a very very very very... long time - can't remember since when). *yawn* *yawn*...

Friday, May 06, 2005

Minnie lost her eyelashes...



I saw in the TODAY papers (http://www.todayonline.com/) that Minnie has lost all three strands of her eyelashes of her right eye... eh, a celebration with a "not-well-looking" Minnie seem a bit funnie... aren't there no Quality Control (QC) there?

Btw, I like Mickey more than Minnie (in fact, I don't quite like Minnie)... maybe because I'm a gal, that's why. Just wondering, do guys out there prefer Mickey or Minnie more?

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Different kind of instruments...



Yesterday I was telling Xian how much I admire those who could play different instruments (e.g. Wang Li Hong, Jay Chou). I don't ask for much, I just wish to be able to play the guitar and keyboard just like those instrumentalist from Music Dreamer Live Cafe (ai qin hai).

Then he said confidently: "I also know a lot of instruments"... and he rattled off a whole list of instruments that he knew... oscilloscope, function generator, patter generator, logic analyzer, multi-meter, soldering & de-soldering station... His only motive is to ask me to admire him for that too... see his nonsense - comical though...

Unfortunately they just DIFFERENT... instruments.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Scratching is a part of me...

Recall: The "don't-know-what" made an uninvited feast/stroll/attack on both my arms, and left thigh (mostly on my left arm) and left behind a whole lot of itchy spots last Tuesday and I'm still stucked with these itchy spots and the mystery of the invader(s).

Whether knowingly or unknowingly, scratching of my left arm becomes (temporarily) part of me (I try not to but it just happened naturally).

SUNDAY (1/5/2005)

As I scratch, I had brunch at Ding Tai Feng restaurant.

As I scratch, I coaxed Xian try out a pair of "weird-looking" jeans (the jeans is just very slight baggy with lower & perhaps slightly bigger pockets - that's all! How weird-looking can it be? Trust me, it's a very decent pair of jeans - it's just that he is insusceptible to things that will change his look)... and guess what, he told me: "Eh, very fit... Not bad hor..." and "Of course lah, I have good taste mah..." was my reply. Anyway, I bought him that jeans...
*Buay ta han... sometimes shopping with him can make me vomit blood*

As I scratch, I chatted with my uni friends over bbq with tons of food (as usual, cannot finish and the remains would probably be enough to feed the host over the next few days or so). This time round, it's not just normal bbq food, but upgraded ones - it's no longer just sweet potatoes, it's Japanese sweet potatoes; no longer hot-dogs but expensive sausages; the inclusion of large, flat Japanese mushrooms, peppers, etc... with dessert wine, wild-berries and mango sorbet, etc... (it's a welcomed change and the person who bought these nice stuff will most likely be arrowed to do so again at the next bbq gathering BUT of course, we'll need to fork out more).

MONDAY (2/5/2005)

As I scratch, I heard the sad news of the demise of Dr. Wee Kim Wee and mourned over the loss of a former ordinary-enough-to-be-related-by-all President. Frankly, the mourning part is only for a minute... subsequently...

As I scratch, I thought about why people only gets remembered, gets the fame and recognition (e.g. artist/musician), gets the attention, etc... only after their death?

TUESDAY (3/5/2005)

As I scratch, I met my supervisor for a short update about the progress of my research.

As I scratch, I found out that my supervisor had been so busy that he had forgotten to submit my progress report and that was why my stipend was stopped.

As I scratch, I tell myself that the itch will soon go away... hopefully!