Thursday, November 19, 2009

The File Forwarding Saga

Now the below really happened sometime ago... read on readers.

June 29
Help Uber-biatch do data matching using 'vlookup' in Excel file. I added a new column to indicate 'Found' and 'Not Found' in the Excel.

Jul 7
Uber-biatch requested to do another round of matching on the same file which contains about 7K plus records.

Aug 14
Uber-biatch called to request to split the file into 2 list - 'Found' and 'Not Found' claiming she doesn't know how to do sorting nor auto filter hence she cannot calculate how many records are under 'Found' and how many are under 'Not Found'. At this juncture, I must point out that her position carries the word 'Manager' while mine only carries 'Senior Executive'.

Sep 1
Uber-biatch request to do another round of matching on the earlier unmatched list which is about 3K records in size now.

Sep 2 10:30 AM
Had meeting with Uber-biatch and vendor. Uber-biatch agreed to forward the file to vendor for further checking.

Sep 2 12:17 PM
Email from Uber-biatch that reads "Hi, can please forward the file to vendor today. The file is very big, thanks." followed by an SMS that reads about the same. I ignored. Forwarding file on behalf of someone that I am not even reporting to that doesn't even work in the same department nor the same division is not part of my job scope.

Sep 2 3:29 PM
Uber-biatch's email to vendor with me in the loop that reads "Hi, sorry the file is too big. I will get Schweeney to send to you ASAP". Again, i ignored.
Sep 2 6:38 PM
My reply to Uber-biatch's email "The file has already been sent to you by XYZ on 1 Sep 09. Could you please use that and forward it to vendor instead? Thank you!"

Sep 2 7:00 PM
Uber-biatch SMSed to tell me she accidentally deleted the file while cleaning her mailbox so can I help to forward it to vendor. Same shit, different medium.

Sep 2 7:34 PM
My email to Uber-biatch "Resending since you lost it."

Sep 2 8:35 PM
Uber-biatch SMSed again saying "Hi. Can you pls fwd d file directly to vendor. Its 5MB and I can't send it out. My mailbox is already max out. Tks."

Sep 2 9:07 PM
Me replying Uber-biatch saying "Sorry mine as well after sending to u". Hah, how you like your own medicine now.

Sep 3 10:30 AM
Uber-biatch called my staff to get her to forward the file to vendor giving the same bullshit about the file being too big and her mailbox being too full. Yada-yada.

Sep 3 11:09 AM
Uber-biatch finally sent the file to the vendor on her own.

Sep 3 12:28 PM
Uber-biatch emailed my staff again while leaving me out of the loop saying "Can please send the file to vendor. I have sent it to him and deleted it after that, rgds."

Now, what we don't understand is, if the file is SO DARN BIG as she claimed, then we would have the same problem sending it out. And if she can send the file to us, I don't see why she can't send it out to vendor. Also, if she had been cleaning her mailbox as she claimed she did, then her mailbox wouldn't be full anymore. I smell something fishy going on here. What is it about the file that she can't send on her own to vendor? I'm not even supposed to be liasing with the vendor so we ignored her request again. I wonder how long this saga is going to last. Uber-biatch has been relentless in this.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Bug Scare in Putra LRT

Date : 25 August 2009

Time : 9.20am

Venue : Putra LRT

I was wearing a short skirt and blouse for work last Thursday morning when I sat down on the last empty seat in the train. Both my thighs started to itch very badly in no less than 10 seconds after they came into contact with the seat! I started to scratch as the itch was getting unbearable and to my horror, I found that there were many tiny bumps on them not unlike mosquitoe bites. I jumped off the seat but cannot see anything on it that could have bit me although there were black stuff on the nooks and corners of the seat.

 First day

Anyway I rushed all the way back to office and showed one of my colleague. Apparently, she experienced the exact same thing just a few weeks back. I washed then applied sanitizer and then medicated oil to both my thighs and the itch slowly subsided but the tiny bumps had swelled and joined together to form one huge bump on my right thigh. The left thigh was not bitten so badly so I had one small bump there. They itch less as the days goes by and the bumps also became smaller. I counted and there were 13 bites on my right thigh alone.

Second day

Till today I don't know what happenned but after relating the incidents to friends, I'm surprised to find out that many girls in skirts had experienced the exact same thing at one time or another. This is how 'clean' our LRT is. An article came out in The Sun newspaper right after my unfortunate encounter and the girl related the same experience as well. Read it here or see the pictures here from her blog.

One of my friends helped me write to Rapid KL and below is the communication. For all I know, the reply we got is the standard reply to all complaints relating to cleaniness.

Anyhow, I'm not convinced of their commitment to keep the LRT clean so I vowed never to sit in the LRT ever again. Ladies, you've been warned.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Proposal from a Stranger in Facebook

I first heard of Facebook sometime in early 2007 from an acquaintance while holidaying in Hong Kong. Only a handful of my friends were in Facebook when I created my account. By now, I am sure every other computer savvy person in this world has a Facebook account already. Probably half of them addicted to it I dare say. Half of whom should also get their finger chopped off for poking or sending invites indiscriminately. But how many people actually propose to strangers through the web? Now hold that thought and imagine my surprise when I got the below in my Facebook’s inbox.

My first thought is “Is this a hoax or a scam?” or a person so desperate to have someone to call his own for Valentine’s Day. As a value my privacy, my full profile is only limited to friends so I am not sure where this guy claimed to have seen my pictures from other than the small thumbnail of my profile picture. Also, if he’s seen my pictures, he would have realized that I am a happily married woman. Curious as I am, I dared not reply as replying would open up my full profile to his view.

Supposing for a second this is a genuine proposal, I still cannot fathom the sensibility of someone proposing to a complete and utter stranger through the internet. Sorry but I don’t subscribe to the whole love at first sight idea. Moreover, falling for a picture measuring no more than 2cm x 2cm? Sometimes, truth is stranger than fiction.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Feeling Jaded

With the New year and only a few more days before Chinese New Year, I am feeling really glad for a lot of things in my life now.

I’m glad my beloved grandmother is now staying with me so that I can take care of her.

I’m glad for my loving family and good friends.

I’m glad I’m finally recovering from the slipped disc I somehow got myself.

I’m glad I’ve been to the one place I’ve dreamt of going since I was child.

I’m glad that I got that long-awaited promotion.

I’m glad that I now have my own cozy home to go back to everyday.

And the list goes on…

So, why is it that I sometimes feel so jaded, even out-of-place? Ever since I went to Egypt and back, I have lost most interest in catching up on daily news. I cannot bear to watch the news or turn the pages to read about yet another death or suffering or petty issues. I used to find the current political changes in Malaysia riveting but now it’s just getting really old. Sickening even. I’d rather spend my time reading movie reviews. (The Star has some really funny reviewers by the way and they crack me up every time. Kudos to them.)

Anyhow, it is not just limited to the news. I find that I sometimes drift away when in conversation with certain people. There so many things I don’t give two hoots about or are just plain old boring to me. I find so many topics to be irrelevant somehow so much so it is getting really sickening if I had to endure yet another conversation about it. I just tune myself out to avoid from rolling my eyes or sniggering. Mostly I just stifle the yawns.

I was updating my address book the other day and I realized that I had accumulated a lot of contacts over the years. About 5% of whom I do not even remember anymore so I just delete them off. I think it’s the same with life. Over time, some things will stop being a great deal or like a pearl, they lost their luster. I find myself getting bored with things that used to be fun and I do not know why. Have I changed or has they stopped being fun? I have no idea.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Encounter with the Idiotic Kind at the Food Court

Yesterday was a lovely Sunday morning and since my grandmother is in town, me and hubby took her out for breakfast with us. She had taken a liking to the char koay teow (fried koay teow) in the food court of my local marketplace so off we went. It was still early so there were plenty of seats available. We found a nice table and Grandma started pulling out a chair as she reminded me to order her plate of char koay teow minus the prawns.

As we were having this conversation, a man came and started laying his hands to pull out a chair opposite of the one Grandma was pulling out. I looked straight at him and he looked away. Thinking that he would understand, as civilized people normally do, that we were at the table first and were about to sit down, I turn to leave my Grandma to place the order. Imagine my surprise then when I saw him waving his entire family over, about 10 of them and one by one they started sitting down their fat asses! At least, some people have the courtesy to ask if they were not sure.

At this point, my hubby just got into the food court after parking our car and he asked me why Grandma and I were standing around without a seat when they are so many empty tables around. I replied in a loud voice while glaring at the idiot, ‘Oh, actually we were supposed to sit here but SOMEONE took our seat!’. Either the imbecile didn’t hear me or he pretended not to hear me but boy, was I pissed.

I stomped my family off to the next table across the aisle and took the photo below as a reminder that there are still many Malaysians out there who deserves to have my foot up their ass!

Monday, January 12, 2009

Never Say Die

Last weekend, a certain middle-aged male stranger at a certain mall event caught my attention. Not because of his good looks or anything of the sort. I have never come across any Pierce Brosnan look-alike middle-aged man yet for that matter. Mere mortals like you and me hardly age as well as Tinseltown folks. Anyhow, this mall was organizing some Crime Prevention Campaign and was offering free packet drinks to passer-bys who could answer the questions they were throwing to the floor.

I was watching the event from one floor up and at first, I was surprised when the MC refused to accept answers to his questions from this ‘Uncle’. Then only I realized that this uncle had already answered a few questions before and was carrying a plastic bag of free packet drinks he got earlier. The greedy fella wanted more!

I hang around for a bit and was amused when uncle raised his hands to answer EVERY single question. Goodness, give other people some chance. The MC was annoyed and he kept uncle waiting at the sidelines with repeated retorts such as the below:

“Mei tou leh ar, uncle” (Not your turn yet, uncle)

“Lei mm hor yee seng yat kei hai tou geh” (You can’t just stand here all the time)

I mean, this uncle had no shame. I was cringing in embarrassment on his behalf even though I was watching from one floor away. I would have been red like a tomato in the face if I was him. He would raise his hands to answer a question and sheepishly cup his face at the side when the MC rejected him but in another 30 seconds or so his hand would be up in the air again waving in the MC’s face.

This went on for a good 10 minutes or so. I didn’t know how long he actually tried his luck in securing more free packet drinks as my movie was about to start and I reluctantly went away to the cinema to watch Ip Man. A terrific movie by the way and when this comes from one who hardly watches any Cantonese movie, it means the movie is real good.

Anyhow, back to the uncle, embarrassing and cringe-worthy as he was, I actually salute him for his persistence!