Do you believe that when one minute you're so happy and full with joy, and that the next minute you'll be weeping in sorrow?
I believe that.
Perhaps that's the ups & downs of life? and that's how we appreciate the good times we had and remember the sad times that fall upon us? Things happen in the family sumtimes and it's not within our control. As the kids, who are we to tell parents what to do?
And worse things await outside sumtimes. I often wonder - what's the purpose of life after you went through all the trials? Are they supposed to make you strong? So what if it did, and so what if it didn't? We'll still have to die. It didn't make us immortal.
And I hate it when I'm emotional. And I AM EMOTIONAL. I have family burden to carry at the back of my head, and my work's not making it any easier. Sure, no OT etc is good and I appreciate that. But you sure won't be happy when you have a fickle-minded superior. One minute it's this, and the next is sumthing else. One minute he'll say, "Okay, I'll do my own arrangement" and the next he'll be screaming for me to do it. And there's just tooooooooooooo many last minute things. Last minute changes, last minute booking, last minute cancellation, last minute confirmation, last minute request. Anything else?
Yes, I wonder how many times I repeated the same things? Yet it's as though I didn't inform at all and the question kept coming back to me. The message didn't go through, too bad. Transmission failed. Communication breakdown. Words not noted. Then, a friend informed him and I received a call that goes: bla bla bla bla bla did you know that bla bla bla bla bla. It was the same thing that I tried to send across for a whole week. Apparently the message must be sent by another recipient, not me. Maybe I encrypted the message and he couldn't decipher it.
You want cheap cheap cheap hotel last minute? Sure, I'll look for you. But make sure don't complain you see hookers here and there. That's why they are called "cheap".
So in the end, the lesson is this: even if your boss says he wants a cheap hotel, get him a 5-star hotel.
Argh damn. It's so embarrassing today - I can't control myself. Angry thoughts just flowed into me. And I became frustrated. It's all bottled up and about to burst.
I really want to leave, and I mean it. I don't enjoy my work (except marketing-related?) I don't like my position and I despise the admin job as well as misc job that I was asked to do. I know, I complain a lot like a bitch. Who doesn't?
Much as I hate to wear a mask, I do when needed. And the mask eventually shattered when I lose my temper. Easily lol. The saying, "Customer is always right" goes for all service. When you employ it to workplace, it'd go as "BOSS IS ALWAYS RIGHT". I tend to be too bold for people's liking sumtimes.
I have a terrible temper, and there was once when I was so frustrated, I actually messed up my bedroom. I broke a few things. But that was many years ago... I find it troublesome because you'll have to clean your own sh*t afterwards (meaning clean your own mess). Bygones are bygones... even so, I'm sure there are times when you find it hard to forgive or get things back the way they used to be. When I'm not in the mood, then I'm not in the mood. Sh*t happens, and life goes on till you're dead. Then life continues for the others.
I hate my current self and my temper. I think it's time to mend this terrible habit and start taking Yoga classes.
I believe that.
Perhaps that's the ups & downs of life? and that's how we appreciate the good times we had and remember the sad times that fall upon us? Things happen in the family sumtimes and it's not within our control. As the kids, who are we to tell parents what to do?
And worse things await outside sumtimes. I often wonder - what's the purpose of life after you went through all the trials? Are they supposed to make you strong? So what if it did, and so what if it didn't? We'll still have to die. It didn't make us immortal.
And I hate it when I'm emotional. And I AM EMOTIONAL. I have family burden to carry at the back of my head, and my work's not making it any easier. Sure, no OT etc is good and I appreciate that. But you sure won't be happy when you have a fickle-minded superior. One minute it's this, and the next is sumthing else. One minute he'll say, "Okay, I'll do my own arrangement" and the next he'll be screaming for me to do it. And there's just tooooooooooooo many last minute things. Last minute changes, last minute booking, last minute cancellation, last minute confirmation, last minute request. Anything else?
Yes, I wonder how many times I repeated the same things? Yet it's as though I didn't inform at all and the question kept coming back to me. The message didn't go through, too bad. Transmission failed. Communication breakdown. Words not noted. Then, a friend informed him and I received a call that goes: bla bla bla bla bla did you know that bla bla bla bla bla. It was the same thing that I tried to send across for a whole week. Apparently the message must be sent by another recipient, not me. Maybe I encrypted the message and he couldn't decipher it.
You want cheap cheap cheap hotel last minute? Sure, I'll look for you. But make sure don't complain you see hookers here and there. That's why they are called "cheap".
So in the end, the lesson is this: even if your boss says he wants a cheap hotel, get him a 5-star hotel.
Argh damn. It's so embarrassing today - I can't control myself. Angry thoughts just flowed into me. And I became frustrated. It's all bottled up and about to burst.
I really want to leave, and I mean it. I don't enjoy my work (except marketing-related?) I don't like my position and I despise the admin job as well as misc job that I was asked to do. I know, I complain a lot like a bitch. Who doesn't?
Much as I hate to wear a mask, I do when needed. And the mask eventually shattered when I lose my temper. Easily lol. The saying, "Customer is always right" goes for all service. When you employ it to workplace, it'd go as "BOSS IS ALWAYS RIGHT". I tend to be too bold for people's liking sumtimes.
I have a terrible temper, and there was once when I was so frustrated, I actually messed up my bedroom. I broke a few things. But that was many years ago... I find it troublesome because you'll have to clean your own sh*t afterwards (meaning clean your own mess). Bygones are bygones... even so, I'm sure there are times when you find it hard to forgive or get things back the way they used to be. When I'm not in the mood, then I'm not in the mood. Sh*t happens, and life goes on till you're dead. Then life continues for the others.
I hate my current self and my temper. I think it's time to mend this terrible habit and start taking Yoga classes.
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