Sunday, November 07, 2004
boring sunday..
I dislike Sundays. I still do. Instead of implementing a 5-day work week, i tink Mondays shud start later at noon so dat Mondays will be half days for everybody...sigh...but i so noe it's not about to happen oredi. Damn. Errmmm alternatively, how about making Wednesday an official free day for the nation??? Errrr...errr....Fridays half days????
Ok..as promised, i shall bitch about dat deserves-all-cruelty-in-all-form-whore i blogged about previously. Basically, she applied for a job so i called her in for an intvw, she came in lookg all sweet and gurlish so i tot she was alrite cept lookg a lil' lian. During the interview, she even avidly shared her past employment woes with me, like a friend wud do. After the interview i sent her info to my client (i.e. giant Japanese MNC) to try her for the post of Purchasing Coordinator. Dey wanted to c her, so i arranged for an intvw for her wif dem.
Blah blah blah...yada yada...nearing the date, i called to remind her of the intvw n she said ok. When the day finally came, she didnt turn up. After apologizing countless times to my client, i tried to track her. Of coz to no avail. 1st 2 times the line rang till it was cut to the duuuuuuu...tone, 3rd time she ended the call after 2 rings, 4th time the fone was off n so was the 5th time. So it was quite obvious, she was out to avoid.
Altho it aint exactly my fault, n my mgr understands dat s well, she was obviously disappointed. She went over to my client's for a "Service Reconciliation" n received the bad news of my company facing the possibility of being blacklisted by dat department bcoz it's the 2nd time dis happened, all dat bcoz of my misjudgement. She even pep-talked mi. It was utterly humiliating n demoralizing.
So, frm now on, dun blame mi for being a judgemental arse nxt time we hang out n i start criticising every innocent passerby acidly. It's juz Ocupational Hazard Number 505.
¶ J poppycocked at 6:10:00 PM
Ok..as promised, i shall bitch about dat deserves-all-cruelty-in-all-form-whore i blogged about previously. Basically, she applied for a job so i called her in for an intvw, she came in lookg all sweet and gurlish so i tot she was alrite cept lookg a lil' lian. During the interview, she even avidly shared her past employment woes with me, like a friend wud do. After the interview i sent her info to my client (i.e. giant Japanese MNC) to try her for the post of Purchasing Coordinator. Dey wanted to c her, so i arranged for an intvw for her wif dem.
Blah blah blah...yada yada...nearing the date, i called to remind her of the intvw n she said ok. When the day finally came, she didnt turn up. After apologizing countless times to my client, i tried to track her. Of coz to no avail. 1st 2 times the line rang till it was cut to the duuuuuuu...tone, 3rd time she ended the call after 2 rings, 4th time the fone was off n so was the 5th time. So it was quite obvious, she was out to avoid.
Altho it aint exactly my fault, n my mgr understands dat s well, she was obviously disappointed. She went over to my client's for a "Service Reconciliation" n received the bad news of my company facing the possibility of being blacklisted by dat department bcoz it's the 2nd time dis happened, all dat bcoz of my misjudgement. She even pep-talked mi. It was utterly humiliating n demoralizing.
So, frm now on, dun blame mi for being a judgemental arse nxt time we hang out n i start criticising every innocent passerby acidly. It's juz Ocupational Hazard Number 505.
¶ J poppycocked at 6:10:00 PM