Can never teach a "Dimwit" new tricks.

Let's start with yesterday, 5 mins to 6pm.

Eversince DW wife's gave birth, he has been going home 1hr earlier each day. To me, it's none of my business even if he doesn't come to work...lol

So 5 mins before 6pm was his knocking off time from work. I seriously need to review my working hours again. I ends at 7pm while he gets pay much more than me and lesser hours in office. Darn!

He came in saying that Mr. Female Voice wants the data of the 2 inclinometers in 15 mins. Say what! 15 mins to get all the report from the year 2005 done. I ask DW, did you forget to mention that you don't do magic tricks. So, who ends up doing the work? ME! Of course, he is totally dependent on me that if given the opportunity he probably would not be able to shit before asking me to lift up the toilet seat for him.

How long did I take to do the work? 1hr. Because DW had to see what are the maximum readings first. And exporting out data from another software to another software is not that fast considering that it is a 3yrs worth of records. And DW keep hovering over me like a fly. Kept on asking if I'm done (when he should be doing the job in the first place) Just out of my normal common sense, why in the freaking Hell wouldn't Mr Female Voice approach me like 1hr earlier. Why does he have to wait for DW first in order to get the work done. The fact is DW doesn't do the work. He is practically DW to begin with no drop of common sense.

Seriously, I think Mr. FW (alias f**k well??...lol) has a problem. I wonder why they keep on thinking me (woman) is stupid, brainless and totally clueless (hey I'm not blonde okay!!) Doesn't he realise by now that I'm a CAD operator cum secretary cum controlling workers & surveyors work schedules cum remembering what goes on in this Dept eversince the 1st boss and followed by 2nd boss departures. Men are so STOOOPIIIDDDD.

So today,

DW finishes at 12noon but goes off at 10:30am. That is some serious working hours problem in my contract! But before that, he had to hurry me with other totally unnecessary work which could be done by him.

DW went on site to check the settlement markers at Alju Road. He finds it different from the drawing that I gave him. He told me to change the location according to his inspections of the points. I told him that I can't do that as the original points must have been covered by soil thus the surveyor had it re-installed elsewhere and they did not submit to me the relocated as-built coordinates. I try telling him that 3 times and it doesn't get register into his thick skull. I checked with the Excel file and confirmed that the points have been relocated as it has been changed to A rev.

So I gave in (what's the point of talking to wall), open my drawing file and re-name it. What, you think I'm stupid just because DW is a "blonde" Change the settlement markers as per His Majesty wishes. Changed the excel file, and created a new excel file of re-initialise readings. Print out for him. DW is very happy and grinning to ear to ear. He said he would used this to submit to LAT. By all means, do it. I don't want any part of it.

After he left my office. I called the surveyor and told him to as-built the relocated settlement markers. After that is done, I would add that points to my original file. Men are STOOOOOPPPIIIIIDDDD. I don't bend/conform just to suit their need to see things done for their own convenience. I go by the book. I don't follow blind orders.

Found the Female Donkey Driver

They said Friday 13th is unlucky day but I not for me. I got lucky. (read post 10th Apr 07) I found you stupid, brain-dead female homosapien. She is a hazard to people on the road and to herself. Her car plate number is:

SFZ1487P

You think you can nearly hit me with your damn car and escaped? Not a chance, I would haunt you down like a worm under the stone. Your freaking crazy BITCH!!!

Short Break

G was down with fever/sickness last Monday. I got flustered as I can't call him and its like he disappeared from the surface of the earth.

Anyway, met G last evening at TYP. Just normal chat of 15mins. Why when I'm with him I can't think straight. I can't focus. I'm so aware of my surroundings. I'm aware of people looking at us. Anything that he says just go in straight thru me and never get it register in my head. It's like a giddy floating feeling. It really annoys me. It bothers me.

If I can't level my head, I'm losing my head. Darn!

Woman Makes the worse Drivers in Singapore

This morning on my way to office...my usual 20mins of fast walk. Green light was on my side with the green man indicating that I can walk. Out of the side, a lady drives with her blue car trying to run me down. She pressed the horn twice!! What the f**k! I said and point at the traffic light. She quickly droves off. I should have take down her car number. She was turning into one of the minor road in Kallangway area (besides Solectron Bldg) I regretted not flashing my middle-finger to her. If she were to come out of the car and confront me, I would seriously kicked her with my safety shoes and make her stayed at home due to her shin being broken after a good kick from me.

2 - 4 weeks ago, an accident had occurred there. Between a car and a motorcycle. The very same area where I stood to cross the road.

Woman should never be allowed to drives on Singapore road. They are the most...correction. All the women that I've came across that drives is an IDIOT!! They are either freeking stupid, super brain-dead, too scared of other big cars or over-confident. Seriously they practically pissed me off. The best place for them to drives car is the bumper car at the fair.

I know one female bus driver that drives the bus 966 (morning). She drives slower than a snail and she jerks the damned bus like every 2 mins on the expressway.

Spick & Span

Talked to G over the phone last night at 9:30pm. He said that he prefers a room with just the bed, rug, table and wardrobe. WHAT!!!

So where do I put all my books, more books and yet more books. My fabrics, my cross-stitch kit, my beads, my ribbons, my everything?

He said in the store room....say what? Store room?...All those accumulated treasures in the store room? Is he mad? And I asked, what about my sewing machine? He said sewing machine can stays in the room. Phew! Safe! Well I did not mention that I intend to buy an overlock machine in the near future or embroidery machine...hehehe. One steps at the time.

He don't mind sleeping in a single bed either. Maybe easier to kick me out when sleeping....ouch! Let's not look into the future. I am letting the weird relationship runs its normal course. Besides I can plan now but things might not go according to my plans later. The bit about not going to my plans was like, I cannot see myself without my treasures. I can give him up but not my cross-stitching. Sorry dude.

He said that his mum went on holiday once and came home with all her things gone one day (he throws all of them out) She was angry for few days and then calmed down. Now much happier with more space in her room.

If he throws my things when I am gone on holiday, I would castrate him!!

So I am starting to look into the things which I really, really need. I have a long list of books that I am going to put up on my Ebay Store. A Japanese Doll. 3 Porcelain dolls and etc.

I'll be busy this Good Friday. Before I forget, need to get mask before I make myself sick again for the 3rd time in a row.

Holiday Tomorrow, Medical Leave Yesterday and Working Today

I was so sick yesterday that I dragged my aching body and tired ass out of the bed late. I was contemplating between work and the doctor at 9:30am in the morning. More medicines finally won me over. Along the way, I bought cake with a plastic sports car on top for Adam.

Went home. Eat extremely bland fried bee hoon. Confirm hospital food. Wash all my clothes. Sick and still washing your clothes? Yes...if I leave it to another day...I wont have anything to wear as I have my 6 days clothes for the past 1 year routine. It's just recently someone gaves me their new 5 polo t-shirts. So I have more t-shirts to skirts. I have green, yellow, chequered red, black, flowery skirts. Lack of one for the 6th day. Probably would make another 1 or 2 tonight.

Making skirts, my way would probably took me less than 3hrs as there are no zippers or elastic band. All measurements made to suit my bum frame.

Slept at 2pm and wakes up at 8:30pm. Went back to sleep again at 10pm. I've never been this tired before and I've not gone to Post Office to mail my exchange either.

Wrong Number

At 6:33pm today, I received a call from Donkey today. He said that he would called me once he finished from work today. I told him, don't you finished your work at 6? He said yes but still some work left to do. He repeat again that he would called me later after work.

It is really bothering me because I did not called him yesterday nor today. Not even an sms from me saying/telling/asking that I wanted to talked to him. Eh....so why did he called and sounded as though he is returning my call?

That is so weird and I think he has been caught red-handed. Maybe he meant to call someone else but ends up u nconsciously dialing my number. And not knowing it was me, he just called to say what he would do.

Not a Safe Zone

I like working here but I dont like how some of them runs the work. It is not safe. I am straight and cant bend the rules. Although I am ok if the wall failed, factory breaks down due to on-going construction plus due to the fact that they are sitting on loose soils and early construction was a soddy job. But I have a problem if I have to go to jail for following my superiors order as they are verbal instructions. Nothing in black and white.

I am a spectator as well as a sitting-duck. So with that I concluded that...in the beginning I was rather upset that Sam would not be having their own monitoring work...meaning I still be employed and can pay my house mortgage but after considering all that. I am glad that I would not continue working with them as I cannot land myself in hot soup just because my superiors told me to close my eyes.

Monitoring Consultant Team

The Lat guy was here this morning asking for more information and as usual claims that their pc is slow and buttering me up by saying that I am fast. Yeah right, L.

Anyway, what got me thinking was that he told me that from the new projects onwards....any monitoring would be done by the consultants and no longer by the contractor due to the Nicoll Highway collapse. That damn project collapses because no one paid attention to it. So as usual the 'big' people would put all the blame on the contractor doing it.

What crap, knowing how the systems run and your status in the project...you could not just turned a blind eye to your work and not even bother to find out about it?? You shouldnt allow the contractor to spoon-feed you...so get your bloody, enlarged mushroom ass down to site, walked around and observe...do spots checks, do unannounced inspection. Who is there to stop you since you are the 'big' shot. With all these random checks and your own initiative to find ut what really happen on site....how in the world do you think that project would collapse.

So enough of the pointing out the obvious reasons. Sam is tendering for the down town MRT line which involves monitoring works. With what the Lat told me, I should start looking for a job in May - June. As Sam would not be having their own monitoring dept with all the increase in costs incurred each time they had to send the required instruments for servicing, calibration, repairs. That means cut costs in paying the local to operate the dept, paying the SR for earth, building monitoring works.

Maybe one of the reason why they send DBo back as they know that with the completion of this project...they dont need his expertise in running another dept.

But what is the funny aspect of what the Lat told me was that...the Lat would engaged a separate consultant to monitor all the works...report to them and then they would send another copy of that report to the contractor. After going thru the info, the Lat would tell the consultant to take further readings to double-check, double-confirm. That is so funny. Even to process some simple thing....they take 3 weeks. What are the chances that the building do not collapse by then?

The reason is that they do not want the contractor to not give the first hand reading to them without being changed or further actions taken to rectify the mistakes. So the Lat is looking for easy money in a sense that when there is stop work order...project maybe be delayed by 1 month or 2 months and who would be paying to complete the project out of their own pocket...the contractor.

But I can't blame them entirely as there are people in Sam who tampers/modify/create with the data. The SR dont care about giving the actual results as long as the information suits what the Lat wants to see. The RS is a pig-headed and cant think/decide/enforce the rules considering that he is just on loan from the original company just to signs all documents and just for designation/title-wise sake.

I'm just a spectator.

Maintaining Relationship

I am doing maybe a daily journal of the things that goes on in my day each day...a recap. Or just a mind flow.

Monday came and I have like 4 or should I say 5 days of work that I need to clear but Dimwit keep appearing every 15 - 30mins asking if I have finished this, taken the reading for this and told me about the reduce in certain readings. And he does that all over again 2 or 3hrs later.

I like to work with my mind fully concentrating on what I'm supposed to do, have to do and not to be interrupted like every 2 secs. I was 1cm closed to calling him an idiot or locked my office door.

I put on my headphone and listen to the music over and over again. This time no one can complain as I am not disturbing or invading on their listening territory. And if they want to listen to any music...well tough luck as I'm not as obliging as before. I sick to my ass about being nice to people and then they walked all over me.

I cant never be like William...listening, keeping, analysing and very quiet. I am the ultimate chatter-box. I talked to my pc, I sing out loud, I talked to my imaginary person next to me. Very comforting knowing that IT never disagrees and what I say is right.

So G told me that he is going to airport to fetch his frens.

At midnight, frens not back as plane/flight got delayed in Dubai due to something which I cant hear clearly over the phone. I tried but things is really not working. I dont have hearing problem nor something wrong with my ears. It is when the other party couldnt pronounce the words clearly. Keep on gluing the whole sentence or perfect english words together.

At times, I feel ridiculous but I just kept quiet for fearing of offending the other person. So G asked if I had been to TYP. I paused, recalled back the whole events that leads me to TYP. And slowly I said yes. He asked if I was speaking/talking to some dude. I re-enact the whole events to him on what I had done and what I was doing. I told him that there is no way I was seen talking to anyone...man or woman. He said that he have spies watching my movements. Yeah right....I'm like trapped in some James Bond kind of movie or what??

I told him slowly yet clearly that the next time...he so-called spies caught me talking to any living soul....please take a picture of me and prove it. I simply dont understand at all....why the need for his other frens to be watching me. Observing me, reporting all my moves to him. This is like ridiculous. Feels as though it is a crime to even talk to the shop-keeper.

Being in a relationship doesnt mean that you control someone like sheep to be slaughtered kind of feelings. He said he is jealous. More like over-possessive.

I'm beginning to see this whole relationship in a different light.

A Wonderful Day

Yes 1st of April was a great day not because it was April Fool's Day...it was Prophet Muhammad's birthday. Giraffe went to mosque. Little terror had his G.I. Joe cut. I am highly-drugged with medication for more sleep and rest. Getting better but having the irritating cough which the "DUH" doctor did not prescribed.

There would always be problems in life....it just how you handle them and tackles them.

On Thursday night went to doctor. He check my BP...he said it is moderate but going towards the higher side. He said I should cut down on my salt. Immediately my left eyebrow rise. Me and salt? Salt? Cut down on salt?

I told Rina on Monday...she said me and salt?

See, I eat my food bland or almost like hospital food what I normally called. Even my mum + eldest sis thinks that I don't have any taste buds.

Sick Rants

I met giraffe on Tuesday evening (obviously after work) he was sneezing all the way home. I went home and I sneeze once (OMG)

Wednesday morning - Woke up with a sore throat and slight headache. On my way to office, I bought Strepsils for sore throat.

Afternoon: temp raising and by 5:30pm I ate 2 panadols to get rid of the headache.

Evening : Went to AMK and bought 2 cheap charts. 1 nose blocked.

Night : Eat dinner and ate 2 panadols, No fan facing me.

Thursday Morning: Woke up all sweaty but still not feeling well but much better than yesterday. Headache is reduced, nose is no longer blocked but runny now. Still having the sore throat. Green mucus and phlegm. I've lost my taste buds. Before leaving the house, ate some rice...taste like gooey mash stuff.

Before reaching the Office : Had an ice-cream...does not taste anything except gooey, slimy stuff in my mouth.

I would like to thank Giraffe for inflicting me with his germs. I am so sick now.

Work HATE Posts

The private company wants all the staffs to sign the security pledge in order to put US in hot soup in case someone decided to sue the company. Sorry dear....that stupid paper would not be signed by me. I don't kill myself because of the company.

Let me check what have they given me...my salary coz I worked my ass off besides that nothing.

I don't accept bribes, I don't go for drinks, I don't ass-licked my boss, I don't buy liquor for my boss unlike downstairs depts. They have virus on the network due to the downloaded pornography...LOSER. And my last day working here would be in July.

My ex-Dboss called me last night...the only Korean boss that understands me. The new one which is not really new...boss of my ex-Dboss still thinks that I'm an idiot. For everything, he needs to console with another dimwit.

Suprisingly that dimwit turns out to be cunning. He tampers with the data submitted to the road garmen dept (not my freaking problem) the wall can collapse for all I care. And the other loser surveyor did not tamper with his readings...he just create his own set of readings without doing the actual survey and for that...if the whole stretch of expressway collapse...not my freaking problem either.

Just because the project is coming to an end...everyone work to suit their needs. What are the chances that I would be working with this group of people in the next project??

See, I can always turns a blind eye and forget about all the hanky-panky going on in the office but what if the house/wall collapse. Well people can die for all I care besides 4.6 million of people on an tiny island is actually over-crowding. But I don't want to go to jail just because they tamper with actually reading data.

Let's Do A Series of Truth Posts - This is a HATE rants

Frankly...I HATE cricket...it is the stupidest game on earth besides squash and golf but MEN being small-brained or shall I say pea-brained loves cricket. Why cricket and not football?? Coz you don't tire yourself out too much by running between to stumps. Oh yes...I learn about cricket and all the stupid stuff.

Even swinging the ball you have so many names to call for it...stupid. In gist, defender blocked the ball from hitting your 2 stupid sticks behind you. Blocked it by hitting it away with a bat. basically that's it about the whole hoohah. And cant be bother about which idiot who actually invented about one game can last up to 5days....stooopppppiiidddd.

And during the Cricket World Cup...one team is allowed to bat till 50 overs meaning 1 over is 6 bats. 6 bats = hit the ball 6 times. 1 over = means in one seat of hitting the ball. Total is 300 bats and depends on your runs Runs meaning if you hit the ball and no one catch it...and it rolls to the alloacted boundary...that is 4 runs. But if you hit the ball and it goes out of boundary without touching the ground that is 6 runs.

I am busy minding my own business reading about cross-stitch and other practical news....along came my freaking f**k colleague disturbing me and telling me all about cricket...so what do I have to do is to get to know about it. And now he thinks I know too much. Almost 90% men from India are MCP.

India lost.....and I am frigging happy about it. The MCPs are out of the World Cup coz they think they are so damn good. And imagine playing another team that is full of beer-bellies so they hit about 400 runs...a big deal?? That is called redeeming their shame against drunkard team. Eh what's the glory in that?? I'm sorry to say that because of their cockiness, they lose to school children Bangladesh team of 17s...their own countrymen thinks that they are good as well... News flash people...LOSERS!!

Stage of Numb

I'm still in my stage of numb....trying to recover from the news that I've just received last Thursday. The donkey is living with someone and now having a 2-3 months old baby.

I couldn't cry as I think it is a waste of my tears. I confront him with it on Friday evening (via the phone) and the interesting part is that he did not deny it but just said that he was not there during that time.

I thought about it till I get migraine on Saturday. I am giving myself unnecessary stress.

Is it really true?

I went out with Giraffe last night...we had our talked about us. He asked me where I want to be with him. I said to give me time to think about it.

Giraffe was busy scrolling down his mobile number and I came upon alot of person names that says Donkey. He knew what is/was going on with me and Donkey. He showed me the number one by one and asked do I know any of them. Should I say shocked....I did not give out Donkey's number to him...how is it possible he has them??

Giraffe described Donkey to me in detail...the best part of all..Donkey has a son now with a chinese lady. The son is around 2-3 months. I am shocked yet relieved. Say what...your husband is having an affair with some girl outside...probably living with her and to the extend of having a child too...and you are relieved??

See that is so weird.

Well I'm not. I am happy. I don't have bad thoughts. I don't hate someone for deceiving me. i really can't hate. I only wished that his mum would have strangled him when he was a baby...lol...now that is so funny.

Call it quits 2nd time

It's been 3 days since I last called Giraffe. Yeah I did the stupidest thing and reply his call (2 days after 9th Feb). Well at least I am well-prepared this time. I think I am ok without Giraffe around to disrupt my thinking and myself.

2nd time, I felt odd and awkward going out with him as my curious alert is set to red alert. So nothing he says seeped into me. Enter the right ear, exit the left ear.

3 Days of Hell

I am alive but not without major brain damage. Sg should never have long holidays/breaks more than 1 day. I am contented with my weekly Sunday breaks...the longest time that I have to spend with my mum.

The old bat went on lecturing spree on Sunday evening, pause on Monday evening continue on Tuesday morning. I was contemplating pushing her off from the kitchen windows but thinking seriously how to remove the obvious evidence. I've been watching far too many CSIs. I need a break. A real break away from my mother.

I did however manage to squeeze in some time to stitch a SanMan Design. Thought of cheating on my Wednesday SAL as today is WEDNESDAY and I have tonnes and tonnes of work piled up from Saturday. I am so lucky!

Bye people.....trying not to kill mum tonight.

Dump The Giraffe

I call it quits last Wednesday night around 11:30pm on the giraffe. Can't call him as my voice would betray me...instead I sms. Saying that he should refrain himself from calling me.

It is hard but I had to let it go as the donkey's have his people everywhere. 2 days before the big dump, he called to enquire and I got scared. Giraffe says that I am not wise in allowing him taking advantage of me but I don't have a choice.

Besides Giraffe acted really weirdly and angry when I asked to see his identification. Can't blame me for asking.

Anyway...it does feels weird not to have someone to call and be called. :-(

So in order to stop all the thinking, I'm making myself more busy than usual.

Giddy Feeling

We talked for more than 1hr.....I'm feeling giddy with laughter and funny words that he likes to used. Honestly, I've never laughed so much and my heart really feels happy. Am I crazy? Too crazy in fact.

All I know is that I am happy. For now. Really happy.

Crazy about Giraffe :-)