A Bad Day in the Office...

According to various medical reports...most people who blushes easily tend to suffer from high blood pressure. I am one. I mean the blushing part.....but hopefully not the latter.

For close friends who know me...well...let's just say I have a very high tendency to be a high blood pressure candidate.

Though my department in the office consists mainly of "aunties"...we do share the same workspace as other younger ladies. And being the conservative and quiet person...I was pretty much isolated from the rest ( except with weilson....my army friend who was also working temporarily in the same company but in a different department. )

Just last week....as weilson took half day leave...one of the office gals from his department came over to my desk and requested that I relay a message to him. Unfortunately....and for whatever reason in the world that I cannot comprehend....I began to blush. She gave me a puzzled look and walked away.

I never did looked up beyond my desk piled up with tons of paper work.

Despite trying my best to remain focused onto what I was typing onto the computer screen...I could not help but hear the lingering sniggers and giggles from the aunties sitting behind me. My head was bombarded with a flurry of thoughts and I could feel my blood coursing through me so ever quickly. Just when I thought my day could not get any worse...I was wrong. The pinnicle....climax...most embarrassing moment ensued....It went like this....

5.59pm....a couple of minutes before I can knock off for the day....and there I was clearing up my table and preparing to leave...

Auntie A : Hey...SIT DOWN !!...The boss is just behind you...She does not like people to leave early...and she is in a bad mood today

Me : ok...( I proceeded to leave for the washroom instead in a bid to bide my time )

When I returned....

Auntie A : ...(points animatedly in my direction)

Me :ok ( Sat down instinctively onto my chair and turned around thinking it was the boss again )

Unfortunately...it was but a mere prank and I could hear all the aunties around started laughing and mocking my "scared" look. I smiled and this time I asked if I could finally leave, yet I was never prepared for the final punchline that followed.

Me : Can I finally leave now ??

Auntie A : haha...of course....But you are only talking to an old lady....don't need to blush until like that...

Me : ....


Anyway....to set the record straight...in case anyone think I am another "scaredy-cat"...I am proud to say I've pulled my first stunt in the office...I actually listened to my mp3 whilst doing the typing !!

Though it was not much of a stunt...at least I believe it is a good start.

A Bad day in the office will not dampened my spirits...or at least I hope

Cheapskate + Picky = Me ??

I finally had a chance to dine at Pariss international buffet as a means of celebrating my birthday belatedly with my family after suffering a bad case of oral ulcer a couple of weeks back. I did patronised the outlet at Marina once 2 years ago and admittedly the gastronomical experience was indeed satisfying, yet perhaps my expectations were thus raised for my 2nd visit was to be fairly ordinary.To be honest, I was initially looking forward to it, in particular the fresh oysters. The mere thought of it seems more than sufficient to cause me to salivate then. However, I was slightly disappointed this time round as the oysters were not as appealing as I had imagined them to be and to top it off, there was a limit placed on the amount we were allowed to take due to a shortage of supplies. For the record, I am neither a food connoisseur nor am I attempting to criticise the outlet as the staff were all friendly and helpful, rather it was a mere after thought on means of improvement, after all Singapore's F&B industry are gearing towards providing quality service, aren't we ?

Anyway for close friends who know me..." value for money" is something closely associated to my personality...that explains the above rambles.


I will be starting on my first job tomorrow and having gone through interviews and rejections thereafter, I think I may finally realise the comforts of the cocoon I was living in all these years should never be taken for granted. Making a living sometimes require one to have more than just grades and hard work...sometimes honesty may just cause one's downfall...