There is a time for everything. Afterall, there are only 24 hours a day, of which some 8 hours are spent in resting. For me, that has been reduced to 5 hours... and occassionally shorter.
But when time doesn't seem to make sense and everything starts coming on like a landslide... that's what I'll call "Frazzle Rock"... it makes me go a little crazy sometimes, as is this post.
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Friday, September 21, 2007
Sometimes I hate Friday evenings...
Strange it sounds, doesn't it? For most people would be looking forward to Friday evenings when they can knock off work and start enjoying their weekend.
Sometimes, that is the precise reason why I hate Friday evenings. It almost seems as if everyone has fallen asleep during the course of the week and only come to realise they have deadlines to meet on Friday evenings. So Friday evenings is a mad rush of work and everyone comes chasing for things that they have let slide from Monday to Thursday. And on these days, the chases drive me crazy.
It's not just you who want to go home early and start enjoying the weekend! I DO TOO!!! So get cracking on weekdays and make life easier for everyone on a Friday, would you?
Sometimes, that is the precise reason why I hate Friday evenings. It almost seems as if everyone has fallen asleep during the course of the week and only come to realise they have deadlines to meet on Friday evenings. So Friday evenings is a mad rush of work and everyone comes chasing for things that they have let slide from Monday to Thursday. And on these days, the chases drive me crazy.
It's not just you who want to go home early and start enjoying the weekend! I DO TOO!!! So get cracking on weekdays and make life easier for everyone on a Friday, would you?
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Deja Vu
Came across a personality test result that I took quite some time ago... in 2001.... now that I look at the results, I can't help but feel a sense of Deja Vu.... Go on gals... have your laughs!! cos I'm laughing too!!! hahahahahaha
It looks like your romantic fantasy is the Foreign Affair
Exotic and exciting are the essential elements of your romantic fantasy. Whether you're on business in the Orient or vacationing in Europe, your itinerary always has time for some international intrigue and attractive strangers on trains.
Since life doesn't always imitate a Tom Clancy novel, you'll settle for a romantic dinner at a hidden bistro, a private screening of Casablanca, or a weekend retreat in the mountains. Of course, wherever the final destination, you'd prefer it stay top secret.
What's Your Romantic Fantasy?
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It looks like your romantic fantasy is the Foreign Affair
Exotic and exciting are the essential elements of your romantic fantasy. Whether you're on business in the Orient or vacationing in Europe, your itinerary always has time for some international intrigue and attractive strangers on trains.
Since life doesn't always imitate a Tom Clancy novel, you'll settle for a romantic dinner at a hidden bistro, a private screening of Casablanca, or a weekend retreat in the mountains. Of course, wherever the final destination, you'd prefer it stay top secret.
What's Your Romantic Fantasy?
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Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Parachute consultants??? Not for me....
Sometimes I wonder at the value of consultants... particularly those who parachute into the company and attempt to apply a one-size-fits-all formula in its evaluation of the company's performance and make recommendations based on what surface they can skim off the iceberg.
Most of the time, the recommendations are frustrating... far more frustrating is the amount of time and effort one has to waste in familiarising the consultants with the company.... and the absolute last straw comes when despite loads of time and effort spent, they still get it wrong!
Wonder why are these people being paid consultancy fees at all...
Most of the time, the recommendations are frustrating... far more frustrating is the amount of time and effort one has to waste in familiarising the consultants with the company.... and the absolute last straw comes when despite loads of time and effort spent, they still get it wrong!
Wonder why are these people being paid consultancy fees at all...
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Some things are meant to be.... whimsical memories....:)
We always say that things happen for a reason... and more often than not, when we look back at it, the very reasons lie in our very own actions and reactions to situations, people, change and most of all, our own selfish desires.
And some things happen for the reason that they are meant to be whimsical memories. Things that we will always remember and cherish the memory of it.... for it signalled a deviance from our set path in life....from what we are going to do for the rest of our life and will never ever have the chance to do again.
Of these I have a few.... and I thank those who have given me such whimsical memories......
And some things happen for the reason that they are meant to be whimsical memories. Things that we will always remember and cherish the memory of it.... for it signalled a deviance from our set path in life....from what we are going to do for the rest of our life and will never ever have the chance to do again.
Of these I have a few.... and I thank those who have given me such whimsical memories......
Monday, September 03, 2007
Murderous Monday
Nothing much... just b*tching about a bad monday....
One of the worst ways to start a week is to feel murderous in the morning. Everything starts out right until someone has to come to you with a user problem. Look, it's not my fault that you didn't get the email. It's just because you have a problem with your email account and it doesn't receive my mail no matter how many times I've sent and re-sent it. At last count, it was three. So go figure what happened to your email account before accusing me of not forwarding you the info, MORON!
Argh... definitely not the way I wanted to start the week... *Teeth gnashing... craving to chew on some idiot's neck*
One of the worst ways to start a week is to feel murderous in the morning. Everything starts out right until someone has to come to you with a user problem. Look, it's not my fault that you didn't get the email. It's just because you have a problem with your email account and it doesn't receive my mail no matter how many times I've sent and re-sent it. At last count, it was three. So go figure what happened to your email account before accusing me of not forwarding you the info, MORON!
Argh... definitely not the way I wanted to start the week... *Teeth gnashing... craving to chew on some idiot's neck*
