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Indulgement.Version 5.Behold

Ambiguously.Specific

2007-03-27 - 12:11 p.m.

I'm in a complaining mood.

I get bullied in the office. Not the kind of brutal, typical bullying of course. It comes in a more subtle form. Little things, little issues here and there that spring up. Certain words colleagues use, certain actions, gestures and tone. Just yesterday I was asked to print a bloody thick catalogue out in hard copy. It was complicated because I had to use the selection function and guage which sections to print. If not, for some reason, it'll keep printing out the same 8 pages by default. So yes, I printed, sometimes in groups of 8 pages, sometimes 18. The largest number I had was 36 and it was there and then that this big shot told me that I print so many, then other people have to wait so long for their document to come out.

WTH. Not as if I actaully planned the 36 pages right. I just select accordingly and print. Boss' orders. Don't come and bullshit me about waiting. It's a shared printer. He ought to accept this fact and move on.

And here I go again. I was asked to print yet another thick stack of goodness knows what. Such a waste of paper, especially since it's a shared printer hence I can't print both sides. I really hate paperwork in offices. Every time I print and print and print, I have this vision of trees being felled down. Save the earth? At this rate?

In addtion to that I received a 'I'm quite disappointed in you becuase you didn't follow my exactly instructions' talk after I printed that stack. Apparently she wanted it all landscape but I had printed some in portrait. I didn't know. She didn't give instructions properly. In fact, I was doing her a favour since her computer couldn't connect to the printer. Yeah, dumping things on me to do again.

Ok, so on the bus back, I always opt to sit near the door so that I can rush out and rush home (spending 12 hours out of the house daily is horrible). Someone had to move in and sqeeuze past me because of this yesterday. He added jokingly, "Never respect your elders!". I wanted to slap him there and then, for I felt like I was being treated like a kid.

All of them should just shut up and leave me alone to do my job.

Apologies for not updating. I'm leading a virtual life now. I'm pretty sure no one would like to read about it. Even if I do blog about it, no one would understand but my Maple friends themselves. Pretty exciting stuff going on in there. I'm on my way to being a Mage soon.

Other than that there really isn't anything to blog about. The exciting school adventures have been replaced with mundane office life. Day in day out is all the same. The only thing I can look forward to is that few hours at home at night. Always end up sleeping late and feeling tired the next day.

The only so called fun thing I did was just before CNY break, I was arranging my desk and placed a small note on the cover of the ring file that read, "Notes on how to smuggle diamonds from Africa". After going to the washroom and coming back to my desk, the file had been moved and the note slightly displaced. I believe someone saw it.

That's all for now. Blogging in the office again.

~Indulgement, relatively.



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