Sunday blues, oh Sunday blues, why must you always come?
Had a troublesome 3 days back at work this week. And on Friday, F at work decided to annoy me by giving me unseen work and not telling me till I finished packing up for the day. She emailed me (which is rare), w/o telling me and expected me to finish her work while I was still swamped with other people's work.She then had the audacity to throw her temper around even after I offered to stay in for another 20mins to finish her work, AFTER I had already finished packing. We may be only their temporary staff, but that doesn't give them a reason to treat us shabbily, like 2nd class citizens. Plus, we work on laptops, and at any one time, we can have as many as 6 to 8 windows open, so of course I'd try to minimise the number of applications I'm running, even if it means closing Outlook. I check my mail several times a day, but it so happens I was too busy to check it in the afternoon on Friday because of the work. It's bad enough we attend work day after day to complete the tasks that they can't be bothered to do themselves. And then we have to put up with the nonsense they think it's their right to give us.
Caught Zoolander after meeting up with Teresa, Eng Hooi and JX on Friday night. The gathering was fine, just a simple dinner and some minor catching up. Zoolander was crap, to say the least. Singapore banned a crappy movie, and then unbanned it years later? WOW. Watch it if you wanna see a movie poke fun of himbos. Otherwise, it's really quite the lame movie.
Yesterday, I finally gave YOU the present. Glad YOU liked it. I am still a little disappointed at not being able to have Kenny Roger's Mac and Cheese. How do you run out of that for days, at every outlet? That's just not possible. At least we had the waffles at Gelare.
Today... I dragged YOU out with me to the talks conducted by NTU (the Nanyang Technological University) at Hotel InterContinental. The talks were boring in general. Biological sciences was informative, the one by the Office of Admissions was BORING and the one by the School of Humanities and Social Sciences was most interesting, but for some reason, I'm not very keen on that faculty now. Lol. Not that I was keen on it to begin with, but my interest in it kinda waned. Anyway, I finally bought another pair of shoes to replace the pair that keeps threatening to give way. Now, it's time to break in the shoe, and for my feet to get lots of blisters. I wonder how long will that take. We had a LOT of Xiao Long Baos at Nanxiang Steam Buns Restaurant. Best eaten piping hot. Mouth watering good but I still prefer those at Crystal Jade.
I dread work, I really do. Thinking about it is enough to drive me to tears. Man, how do the permanent staff feel, making life miserable for temporary employees like me? Thought of the day for you permanent employees and employers out there; how do you treat temporary workers at your workplace? It's pretty obvious to me that at my workplace, they don't really give a sh!t as to how we temporary employees feel. It's all about them making use of us and making life miserable for us. Yes, they probably even earn cash abusing us the way they do. Or so I've heard. If it's true, I sincerely wish them hell. No one deserves to be treated that way. A lot of temporary employees are underpaid, not respected at all, and treated like crap. Really, we're there to reduce their workload, but is becoming their punchbag part of the job scope too? And what is the government doing to protect the interests of this group of workers, many of whom are 18-19 year olds fresh out of junior college, working for the first time in our lives?Can you blame us when we grow up to become jaded individuals?
To end things on a slightly brighter note, I shall ramble on about professors and their standard of English. Professors at our local universities I mean, referring to the National University of Singapore (NUS) and NTU (I typed NUT initially hehehe).
Why do some professors lack the ability to converse in clear, understandable and relatively accent-free English? Being professors, people of such high social standing and laudable educational qualifications, one would think they'd have a respectable command of the English language, arguably the lingua franca of the world. But nope, not applicable here. They speak and mis-pronounce so many words, we can compile a glossary of what they actually mean when they use certain 'words'. One of my 'favourites'. When I hear the word 'de-var-luup-men' (DEVELOPMENT). Reminds me of my additional math teacher in secondary school who said 'testboo' (TEXTBOOK), 'kwor-dinates' (COORDINATES), 'blanches'(BRANCHES), 'sta-pring'(STAPLING) and 'po-ba-bi-li-ty'(PROBABILITY). I shudder at the thought of having to listen to THAT for 4 years in a local university. I really do. Brrr.....
I'm a 3rd year student in what is probably the largest autonomous university in Singapore majoring in a Science-related subject (well it sorta IS SCIENCE). I'm known to be introverted, sarcastic (at times), funny when I rant (which isn't a good thing lol) and somewhat of a loner. I miss LA and would move there in a heartbeat :(
