time is money
so work finally ended yesterday. i was employed to do security work and got stationed at a hotel doing security checks on everyone entering, exactly the same thing you'd experience when you go to the airport. xray machine, metal detector.
you might not believe this coming from me, but i really do like to see the good side in people. the sad thing is that i've repeatedly come to realise that some people are just well and truly fucked up. and of course, i've encountered a good number of those in my working days.
but let's not talk about the fucked up people, rather those that are strange in their thinking and mindset. actually most of the time, i do not do the actual screening. i 'supervise' those that do the screening, while there's another group of people 'supervising' us.
the entire process takes probably 2 minutes or less, longer if there's a crowd because the xray machine's conveyer belt can't move any faster. but it seems that 2 minutes are all it takes for some people to start complaining.
"wah, if i know so troublesome i won't come here today!" that's the most common thing they say, as though a 2 minute check is like asking them to crawl through mud. there was even this caucasian man with a strong lisp and accent that sprayed spittle all about when he said indignantly "i ssshould have gotten my PA to put me up at sssome other hotel than the ****!"
O RLY?
the rich
standing outside the swanky hotel's restaurant, i looked in and saw so many (rich) people enjoying their high tea, daintily eating their tiny cakes and tarts and looking all prissy.
weird. i forgot that high tea existed (seriously) and so i found the entire experience very out of this world. is it really that fun? i doubt i would like it.
also not so surprised to find out that some rich people have some serious attitude problems. you'd think that someone so well-heeled would know to behave better?
wear expensive clothing, carry a branded handbag, nice hair and make-up, go to a swanky hotel. what's the point if you're rotten at the core?
focus
i've been hard at work for the past week, another 2 weeks of this to come. now i report to work at 7am and end at 9.30pm, include an hour's travel and that leaves not much time to be free.
due to a sudden spike in night-time activities, most nights i've been sleeping an average of 3 hours. the least was 2 hours, and working for 14.5 hours on that amount of sleep is kinda fun.
one thing i've learnt is that that my tiredness can be fought, just as long as i'm not sitting down. once i'm seated i will fall asleep. and of course there's always this lack-of-sleep induced headache.
last night i slept for 5 hours, the most i've slept all week, and today i woke up feeling so energetic. 2 weeks ago i would be paralysed in bed if i had to wake up after that amount of sleep.
erm hello?
last week i called ntuc to renew my motor insurance. it rang for a second and then i was put through to one of those recorded messages.
"thank you for calling ntuc insurance, how may i assist you?"
it took me a few seconds to realise that it was a human, not a recorded message. it felt weird as hell, like i was talking to some advanced form of artificial intelligence.
after confirming some details, she put me on hold. when that was done, out came another recorded message from this robo-woman.
"thank you for holding... blah blah."
there's a very distinct line between good service quality and being a total robot. which would you prefer?
tell me why?
back in the day when apple was only the ipod, i already disliked how everyone was gushing over it. i didn't buy one because i didn't wanna use fecking itunes and the stupid m4a format. the sound quality wasn't good either, and there were countless stories of crashed ipods. in spite of all these, everyone still loved their ipods.
then some time during my later years in poly, i started noticing people using apple laptops. wow, what a strange phenomena, i thought. i've heard that apple laptops were good for designing software and mixing music, so i supposed they were either graphic people or music people, otherwise it didn't really make sense to go through all the hassle to use apple.
remember, back then apple was basically incompatible with the whole world. they had to install programs to use microsoft word and shit. and every single shit in the world couldn't run on apple maybe because they only have one fecking mouse button.
some time later, i noticed that more and more people were using their apple laptops in school. wow, there are so many graphic and music people here! and then more and more and more people started using apple, and i realised that they weren't graphic or music people! they were just act cool people! because somewhere along the way, it became cool to use apple, like you're so cool that the hassle doesn't bother you!
it became so ridiculous that i even knew of people who bought apple laptops and didn't know how to use them. so why? did they fall for the hype or were they just trying to act cool? god knows. fuck them, i thought, as i went off to hibernate in NS.
2 years later... i emerged from my hiding place and found the world to be crawling with apple products! now everyone and their mothers use apple. it's gotten so big that it's out of hand! iphone! ipad! ipod touch! omg! iphone 4!
say what you will, but i still think that most apple users are act cool people. why else would they wanna buy things that serve no purpose in their lives? like the ipad? wtf? seriously? it's like an ipod but 10 times as big thus you're 10 times as retarded if you want to lug it around. and the iphone 4? everyone knows that it has serious problems and yet people still flock to get one.
steve jobs just pissed his pants from laughing too hard. and FUCK YOU if you're reading this on your iphone/ ipad/ apple laptop.
words vs memories
a few days ago i read through some of my old journals, and i was surprised by the amount of thought that passes through my head, and surprised by how much of this has been forgotten, or would have been forgotten if i hadn't written them down.
and perhaps i was more surprised because the journals weren't even that old, just written last year or even a month ago. once again i felt so out of place in my own head. i read and i think, hey was i really like that? where that that part of me go to? who am i now?
it's been only less than 3 months since i've been out of ns but so much has happened that this time seems to feel longer than the whole of last year, especially after i got posted to my station. in there, the days went to months went to an entire year without me even realising it.
not that nothing happened in the year i was there, but when i try to think about it, everything seems so fuzzy and dream-like, especially the period from august to december 2009. i recall almost nothing from that time except that it was suddenly 2010 and i got a fright.
where did that part of me go?
