Dramatic lessons in just a day

Worst Case
And it was this one that knocked me out hard, the whole day of yestd till now! N it’s going on n on.. (^n^) I’ve decided to ignore him for a month! Arrrghhh...stupidity, here I am.
I’ve actu sent him some souvenirs months back in Aug. Knowing westerner seldom has e opportunity to drink Chinese tea, I couriered 3 types of tea leaves, together with some other stuffs. Only recently I’ve remembered to get feedback fm him.

“Not yet but I’ll try it soon.” This was e first I’ve got in Oct.
“Hum.., I’m shifting back to my home so once settled, I’ll give it a shot. Or else u’ll get mad =P” This was heard in Nov.
And the final one, yestd, “Honestly, I don’t like tea.”

Doink..crashed!! For a long anticipation, hoping he’ll hv some liking for Chinese tea, even a tad would be nice, he said he doesn’t like it, at all! Not even bother to try either. I would appreciate if he’d tell me straight when I first asked that, I wouldn’t feel as bad as how I’m experiencing now. It’s so dumb n embarrassing to keep asking someone who isn’t keen on something for 3 months. It’s like he’s implying, ‘Hey, I’m don’t really give a damn care on those stuffs. So could u pls stop bothering me with that, anymore?’

I felt awful, disappointed and..perplexed....damn it! Albeit he’d thanked me for e effort n said will be keeping as friendship memento, I really hope my friends would like the gifts I sent them. Is not for the efforts I put in, but the thoughts I meant to make them happy with. Wouldn’t u feel satisfied seeing ur friends exult with gifts they received from you? Contrary, I’m not saying I insist them to like it. I’ll be despondent, nonetheless I’ll do a better job next time. The point here is he should have told me in the beginning, don’t let me carry such great hope with each given excuse.

But why am I so mad at him...have I overreacted? Frankly, I think I did, after blogging now. Anyway, I’m gonna hack the heaven care of him..for a month, I declared. And I’ve flared up a tad at him, telling I’m more stubborn than him. Unless he wanna start conversation with me, I can’t be discourteous to stay quiet right? Hem, that’s it. Promised.

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Worse Case
I was going for an interview for a temporary post at a Sweden MNC. I’ve no formal footwear so I wore my mom’s. It’s slightly larger n I thgt I could ‘hand-le’, erm...‘foot-le’.

At e lobby of a bldg, I registered myself with e security. He caught my attention; thou he passed my IC back with the right, his left hand was tapped on his right elbow. That’s what I called good manner, very well indeed, for a security. I then went to press e lift button to go up to e agency, which recommended me e job. At this moment, an unexpectedly conversation started.

Security boy: Did you fell?
Me, smiling ineptly: Erm.. blisters..
Security boy: U need a plaster?
Me, smiling delightfully: Do u hv one??
Security boy: Oh yes!
Me, so so glad: Uhh..thanks!
(I limped my way to him while he got a plaster for me out of his first-aid kit.)
Security boy: Do u need a chair?
Me, grinning cheek-to-cheek: Not necessary, thanks.

With a last gratitude to him, I went up to the agency.
Yup, I couldn’t foot-le with that larger than life shoes.. *sob..sob...* I regretted not choosing e informal decision, my heeled flip-flops. Hummm... =( I continued to limp to e MNC by hopping into a cab. I’ll be late, to limp there.

Here, I reflected some things. Had I not met a nice security boy, I wouldn’t realize human resource (HR) personnel are inhumane. They are only concern with closing their cases for companies asap. Seeing me limping the way, Stephanie, my agent, didn’t even bother to offer plaster or empathy with my poor feet. What do they learn in HR, I wonder? Be cold, callous n insensitive and present an intellectually acceptable candidate to a position that needed that intellectual? Did they scrutinize closely if that is what e candidate is looking on or e co is seeking for? Nah, I don’t feel that way.

The jobscope as their accounts executive was far too much for me, esp when I’m back to school in Jan n be drowned w projects. Likewise, e MNC needed someone who could really focus well n fully for e 6-months contract. It’s an MNC my dear.

IR - Inhuman Resource Agency.

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Case Study
I had a chat w e blur-looking 60-odd yrs cabby on my way. I actu started off a little n he carried on enthusiastically, describing his life, his family, their endeavor when needed to send his son to Aust for a 5-year architecture education. “Mm..ok..correct..ya..indeed..hum..agreed..yeah..huh..is it..ohh..” nodding my head all e way for half an hour. I did listen okay, except 1 or 2 parts. Uh!.. And this i said, “Be careful..” I’m e front passenger u see... oso, he was so engrossed w his living history..fyi.

When reaching, I told him I saw unit nos. 12,.16,..20 factories passed us on the left. (Bldgs at e right are all single digit units.) Mine’s at unit no. 19. I presumed we’ve missed it as I seemed to skip some bldgs while watching out for e units. I requested him to reverse. He finally understood what I meant for reversing back after repeating e fourth time. Taken aback slightly, he replied me, “Oh no, is not there. E bldgs there are all in even sequence. The odds should be at e other lane.” Contemplated a moment, hey.. he was correct!
In e end, he wanna charged me less than what was metered, I rejected, asking him to charge accordingly. After all, he saved me trouble to limp for another 15 mins to my destination, had I been more stubborn w what I believed.

Never belittled uncles with vague expression.

I became a momma's laughing stock after listening to my dreadful experience. sist too. hmmm...