How many people actually realize I have a proper blog? I’m just saying, because I’m aware my notes from this blog get exported to facebook, and I wonder how many people actually bother to check out my real blog. =/ I feel like this blog is a waste if I might as well be posting notes on facebook. So here’s a short poll for today!
Feedback appreciated. :3
Dear All,
So before I go on like I always do about why there isn’t a post everyday, here are some silly snippets I just want to write down so I never forget. If you find a laugh out of it, all the better.
Conversation between me and dad at dinner:
Dad: So he was sitting at his table with his lawyer and rims and rims and rims of papers to sign, and I ask him what’s it for he says it’s for RMxxx, xxx.
Me: Well that makes sense, it’s a lot of money.
Family: *silence*
Me: *stunned* what?? it’s a lot of money, so there’s a lot of paperwork!!
Dad: *glance at mom, who shakes her head. Dad smirks.*
Me: *light bulb turns on* ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Conversation between me and mom in the car on the way home from work:
Mom: you know, I got an email from xxxxx saying that if you eat 6 green apples and 1 orange, u can cure H1N1.
Me: just reply, ‘Yes I know, if you add a banana you can cure cancer’.
Mom: …. er… .I wouldn’t if i were you… *shows me email*
Me: …………………………………. (xxx is my brother’s best friend’s mother)……… *zhaaa touuu*
Conversation between me and a senior/colleague, Por Hai, while waiting for the rain to stop after work in front of our office. The HR lady for the company we’re working for walks out.
HR: Hallo!
PH & Me: er.. hello……
HR: Do you mind if I borrow your umbrella? *points at PH’s umbrella, since i don’t have one, her attention is completely on PH*
PH: Er, yeah sure, go ahead take it.
HR: Oh, really? You’re not usi…
PH: No, no, it’s ok…
HR: Ah, ok ah? I bring back for u later…
PH: No, no, it’s fine, you can return it to me tomorrow
HR: Ah? Sure ah? okay… thank you ah…. *walks away*
Me: *silence, stunned. staring at PH* You know who that is?
PH: yeah, Ms xxxx ma.
Me: I hate that woman.
PH: Yeah, me too.
Me: *even more stunned* Then WHAT WERE YOU DOING?
PH: *silence, thinking for a while*……… oh yeah. @#$%.
……
so yeahhhh XD
As the last conversation piece would’ve hinted, I have a job now. i actually started on Monday, and I would’ve blogged it straightaway except it just got funnier and funner as the week went by. It starts like this;
I show up prim and proper at 8:15 at the office. HR lady walks in at 8:40ish, gives me an Application for Attachment form to fill in and sign. I do so and then give it to her together with my IC. She returns it to me a few minutes later and then motions for me to come into her office. I think, okay, good, she’s gonna say hi, show me around and stuff, so I go in. We say hello, exchange pleasantries for about 30 seconds and then she asks me
“So can you tell me, why you want to do attachment here?”
Now of course I’d expected this kind of question, it’s quite normal for students looking for a job. So I tell her. Then she goes on (as i think she would have regardless of my answer)
“Yes, but you know… I don’t really understand why you want to do attachment here…blablabla”
*stun*
“… I mean, you’ll only be here for two weeks, and our partners are too busy to look after you most of the time… blablabla”
*double-stun*
“… and then we get so many applicants and we have to reject so many of you, you know?… and you’re all like A-Levels, First year university… it’s not like you can be of very much help to us… blablabla”
*900V shock*
At this point I try to regain some composure, and I ask,
“Well when we go for career fairs in London, they encourage us to try to get attachments or summer jobs with them…”
She interrupts and says,
” Well yes, but even if we write a testimonial for you what can we say? Just that you were working here with us for two weeks, and that’s it, you know?”
*about to faint*
She continues,
“And even if you have a good testimonial from us, if your results are no good it’s not going to help you at all.”
Satisfied with her own explanation, she folds her arms.. Suddenly she smiles very gently and dare I say it, pitifully and turns to me,
“… But I’m not just talking about you la… I mean everyone here, you know?”
*nods weakly*. This woman has, at this point, made a complete mess of whatever energy and motivation I had when I got up this morning for my first day of work. Then she delivers the final blow.
“… but really lor, I don’t know why you want to waste your time here when we won’t give you much to do as an attachment student.. you have to do your 9-months chambering (practical work for lawyers la) at the end of your three year degree anyway.. that’s when you’re supposed to be getting your experience in work, you know? Everything before that is just to prepare you……..”
by this point, i’m dying inside and foaming at the mouth. This woman had just let me sign myself off to a company for 2 weeks that was gonna use me as a coffee girl (which i later realized wasn’t even true because the coffee lady had more work to do than me it seemed) and she was doing me the favour of telling me all this NOT during our phone calls, NOT during our email correspondences, but AFTER I’d promised to give them 10 hours of my day every day for the next 2 weeks.
By the time we’d reached my supervisor Gary’s office (Gary is 10 years my senior, a graduate from King’s and the reason I applied to this firm) I was half dead and thinking about how stupid I was to turn down the other 3 offers for summer jobs that I got from smaller but still well-established legal firms. I could barely hear her tell Gary I was under him for two weeks, like I could barely make out the fact that Gary was just on his way to see a client and wouldn’t be back til after lunch.
She then took me to where the other trainees and chambering students were… a little corner in the office.. and said, “This is the Chambering Pen.”
In my mind –>
/\ /\ ~ Oiink*
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I was considering telling her at that very moment “Nevermind, I quit, I’m leaving” when I suddenly noticed that ONE OF MY FRIENDS FROM CHURCH IN LONDON WAS WORKING THERE!!!! (T w T) THANK GODDDDDDD>
and then my friend intro-ed me to the other 4 student-attachees there, one of whom recognized me as his junior in Sri KL. Then another student-attachee came in and we realized we had common friends, so we got on pretty well =)
That pretty much helped me get through the day though. But after hearing that my fellow attachees spent their entire last week doing STAMPING work, and after being told off by the coffee lady for trying to make my own coffee, and AFTER hearing from a certain senior that this company was one of the WORST places to do attachment, I decided at lunchtime to call my mom and tell her I wanted to quit and I wanted to go home and I didn’t want to waste my time here a moment longer. She calmed me down, asked me to speak to Gary before I made any rash decisions… so i said fine.
At about 3 I finally saw Gary alone and somewhat unoccupied in his office. I knocked on his door and said, “Gary, can I speak with you?”
And after exchanging about two minutes of pleasantries I tell him about how Ms xxxx from HR has been telling me that I won’t get any work and that I’m wasting my time. He listens with all the patience in the world and then laughs and says, “You mean Ms xxxx right? Don’t worry about it, she’s very old-fashioned. Just ignore her. And don’t worry, I’m quite the slave-driver around here. I’ll give you lots to do, don’t worry.”
Reluctantly, I say okay, and decide to give it one more day.
The next day I don’t regret it, because I left the office at 6 with a stack of papers to read and extract, 3 law journal titles to find and having to retype some notes I took at a Bar Council meeting that day (by the way I got the chance to see Darryl Goon, Dato’ Cecil Abraham and Tommy Thomas all in the same room talking during the forum. Wow. O_O)
So yeahhhhh the week went on like normal lor.. and everything was hunky dory. =) One more week of work to go!!!!!!… I think I was really lucky to get a boss like Gary though.
… I’m supposed to be in Singapore now but some shit came up lor. But that’s a story for another post I think…. Really tired now. This took damn long to write. And when I’m emo, it gets even shittier…
I GOTS A JOB!
ThEditor.
baby why does fate hate us so? </3
