April 27, 2006
An almost possible lifePersonally, I believe that certain weather are just not fit for working. In other countries, when there's a snow storm or freaking cold temperature, school can be suspended and sometimes, work can be too.
In Singapore, I advocate that on days with weather like today's, work should be suspended. It's counter-productive to work on such days when every inch of your flesh, every ounce of your bones scream "let's get back to bed!!!"
And today's weather made my mood happy. I practically could feel the skip in my steps, even though the chill makes me cough a bit more and makes my bare calves feel icy. And, to think that I was heading for work with such a life-loving mood. It's a great shame, don't you think?
xxx
30, 40On the same note, I think local employers should really think about revising weekly work hours. Well, probably employers all over the world should think about it but I'm only in this little red dot, so, I really plead ignorance to the erm, world outside.
See, typically, a worker works for 8 hours (and that's ideally, as usually stated in the letter of appointment). But, I know it's almost like a working class culture to work more than that. In fact, most fellow wage-earners like me whom I know spend up to 10 hours per day at work.
I always wonder, is this about a low rate of productivity or about the unreasonable workload? Because, look, if you are the boss and you think you are going to give me workload that will probably take me a 50 hours (assuming we keep to the 5-days work week) week to accomplish, then, why the hell did you state that my working time is supposed to be a 40 hours work week?
And, if it's about productivity, well, let me at least be honest with my readers here. My typical productive hours for a day is 6 hours, 7 hours at max. Meaning, no matter how long you expect me to stay at work or how early you want me to come in for work and how late you allow me to go home, I can promise you, only 6 hours of my time spent at work are productive. That is, I produce a day's work in 6 hours. It may not be a consecutive 6 hours. But, if need be, I'm capable of sitting at my desk and work productively for a consecutive 6 hours. Ahh, the magic number of 6. hehe
Honest. All the other time you want me to sit at work will be just time spent on daydreaming, snacking, taking breaks, acting busy and, if you are away and not around to supervise me, I blog. haha
But! I can assure you that I will give almost perfect (becos to any boss, an employee can't be perfect, else why employ them?) work, up to standard in that 6 hours of time I spent working. My work style is, do it once, do it well. I can't stand repeating the same work 'cos it was not well done the first time. Bores the hell out of me!
Some of the people I know tell me that they work OT because the work never seem to be able to finish. My instant thought bubble would be: Then, why bother working OT? I mean, it's silly, isn't it? We all know that work can never be finished. So, why do extra time to try to finish it? Leave it to tomorrow lah! And if you always have difficulty meeting your deadlines, then I think the problem is either with your productivity rate or your boss expectations. Definitely not the time lor.
The mantra is... an hour more at work, an hour less to live.
Unless you are that few who happens to be bloody lucky enough to love your work like your life. Hell... I hate you.
xxx
To all my superstars at my last job,I miss you... ladies and girls and little boys.
You all must be some kind of Super Star.
xxx
Twice.I sneezed since this morning. Not a good sign at all. Jeez.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 09:06
April 10, 2006
One more shot at irony.Basically, I resigned from my first permanent job because I didn't want to slog for a listed company that was eating up all its employees. I didn't want to work my arse off for its profit. The counter argument is... I didn't actually have to. I went to work to flip papers and get the latest celebrity gossip from Mel n Joyce. All for a reasonably good monthly check of 2K.
Basically, I resigned from my last job because I couldn't accept that in another 2 years' time, I would look at my peers' monthly check and mine and realise that I'm a whopping 2K behind them. It's highly likely. I didn't even earn enough the whole of last year for the government to want to tax me. The counter argument is... I love my job, I had heaven-sent collagues, I love the rapport with the kids. But the prospect just didn't agree with me.
Basically, I want a change of job because I hate the environment in NIE. Ok, that's taking it a bit too far. I don't like the environment, it makes me feel bloody fucking far from home and far from everything I love, and it's damn sterile, damn cold, that place. And I feel like I'm on the wrong tree in a cold forest. I think IT is interesting but I'm really not into IT as a pedagogy. Keep it real, people, keep it real!
Basically, I fucking know what I want from a job, a career... bloody hell, a life, for that matter.
So, don't even doubt that I don't know what I want simply cos I switched 3 jobs in the span of... well, 3 years. Because you know who are the most likely group of people who stay in a job for the whole of their lifetime? The people who haven't quite map out what they want from life.
Cut me the crap.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 21:34
Tis mornin, my thoughts went shopping.d place now: F-H-- Primary School, AVA Room 1
d time now: 9.05am on 10th April 2006, Monday
d people now: LH, me and any 1 of the 5- target students for the study
d feeling now: Why am I here? When can this end? The poor students...
d people I'm thinking of: Ah girl, the Olive 1 kids
d word I'm sick of hearing: 'Model'
d place I want to be at: One Fullerton, just somewhere on the bridge or near the Merlion
d snack I'm eating now: Walnut banana cake (stole 1/3 from Janet this morning)
d words I feel like telling the professors/researchers: 'I told you so!'
d song that popped into my head: 'Feel' by Robbie Williams
d element I think is seriously lacking in this research project: Objectivity
d thing that has distracted me now: My Strawberry Shortcake Personal Planner
d velocity of my brain activity: Plunging
d fight between my eyelids and gravity: I'm losing
d period of time I miss: NUS, year 3 and 4
d other element I think is seriously lacking in this research project: Empathy
And I get paid $16 per hour for thoughts-shopping.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 21:02
An overdue Goodbye.time crept by the days;
But flew by the year.
soon, I'd leave you
After sharing it for the past year.
Bye bye, Sports Car Fanatic.
you don't always need to be so quick.
Bye bye, Daft Fingers.
the least likely attention seeker.
Bye bye, Drama Rollie.
friendly, immediately after 'sorry'.
Bye bye, Kind Jukebox.
wanting perfection to a fault.
Bye bye, Smart Celestial.
take care to develop your potential.
Bye bye, Late Comer.
you can't be any softer.
Bye bye, Boy Of Mischief.
smiles and anger, both I've received.
Bye bye, Class Picasso.
drawings good to drive away the cold.
Bye bye, Round Badge Wearer.
always remembered as the concert singer.
(An attempt at poem, for my Olive 1 children. Attempted just weeks before the last day of school last year. And for the 3rd time this year, I've cried just by thinking of them.)
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 20:43
April 04, 2006
Her words. Our world.Bblics has took my sleepy breath away last night when I popped by her blog, en route to making an effort to coax my girlfriend out of her reason-less anger and upset mood.
She writes so well, not just on the picture she has found herself in; but also on the different points of many of her friends' life. So succinct, simple but yet so calming, so encouraging.
So much so that I thought to blog about it after I finished reading.
Thank you, Bblics. For your worlds which reflected all our worlds and how we are so much like one another at different points in time.
xxx
It's about the personality. Interview today, Annie has so kindly 'divulged', is only about whether the personality behind the face fits the culture and the organization.
Thank goodness she told me. Or else, I would have left my personality at home, under my thong, in my bottom-most drawer. Working where I do now doesn't require much of a personality. Just a very good pair of ears.
Posted by 杏 cy （Jancy） at 12:16