so the first roadshow is out of the way now... its been a mixed bag emotionally today.. things were looking good prior to the roadshow until i realised the entire senior management team at the company was out for engagements one way or another.. first blow.. and.. no more.. hahaha.. glad to note that this was the only blow of the day.. other than tat.. all's well thereafter.. although the results were not wat i expected.. but why the hell am i thinking about work at this juncture? i really need to unwind and relax for a bit after all that's been said and done...
watched a weirdly moving movie yesterday with the partner.. its a local movie and i went to the theatre expecting the usual hokkien spouting pseudo gangster heartlander tug at your strings kinda movie but was poignantly surprised by the strong message it sent out to me.. this plus something i experienced in a very emotional way at tanglin camp on sunday.. a piece about the different systems in existence within the society.. the regiment.. the corporate world.. and religion.. i realised to some extent how caught up i am right now in my work.. how consumed i am with achieving my targets that i have lost touch with certain human aspects of my existence.. heck.. when i picked up my guitar and strummed to her.. i realised how void of emotions i am towards my trusty instrument.. how totally blank my soul is right now.. so what if i am making lots of moola at the end of the day? i am compromising too much of myself to really tell myself i can be totally happy..
which is why it is damn confusing.. cos i love my job to the core.. the challenges are something that i truly relish and the friendly competition being waged on a daily basis drives me onto plains and dimensions i never knew existed.. i am excited.. i look forward to being in the office everyday.. i embrace all tat is coming my way work wise and yet i feel i am losing my soul bit by bit.. i dunno how to place a finger on all these.. perhaps being blessed with a state of not having to worry about my very existence allows me the space to question wat i hope to achieve with this existence.. i am thankful for the position i find myself in.. and yet remained unsettled emtionally and spiritually to truly define an equilibrium state of being..
after all that's been said and done.. i can't wait to step into the office tomolo morning.. the spring in my step.. the phone calls.. aiyaiyai.. i love this game..
Monday, September 11, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Colonel Sanders
the pressure cooker's on.. at full blast no less.. coming into the workplace each day takes on differing dimensions and mood states for me nowadays.. its all dynamic.. you never know what you're gonna experience.. you never know what the boss might expect of you today.. but it all contains a tinge of positivity.. although sometimes its too faint to register upfront..
the only thing that hoovers at the workplace is the fact tat some member of the team prefer to keep an arm's length when carrying out their duties.. ok.. that in itself is not an issue with the lizard king here.. the concern is the manner in which these individuals conduct themselves.. speaking nonchalantly.. trying to appear helpful.. cooperative even.. seasoned veterans can call the game upfront... fresh members of the team took a little while to realise things but its still apparent at the end of the day.. ok.. to stop talking in riddles.. everyone can see where the parfum is coming from.. i wonder how the hell she goes to sleep every night..
so it is true that people with hooked nose (read : parrot beak like) tend to be crafty and dangerous.. you've been warned.. look out now.. watch your back! and grab that bottle of essence of chicken..
the only thing that hoovers at the workplace is the fact tat some member of the team prefer to keep an arm's length when carrying out their duties.. ok.. that in itself is not an issue with the lizard king here.. the concern is the manner in which these individuals conduct themselves.. speaking nonchalantly.. trying to appear helpful.. cooperative even.. seasoned veterans can call the game upfront... fresh members of the team took a little while to realise things but its still apparent at the end of the day.. ok.. to stop talking in riddles.. everyone can see where the parfum is coming from.. i wonder how the hell she goes to sleep every night..
so it is true that people with hooked nose (read : parrot beak like) tend to be crafty and dangerous.. you've been warned.. look out now.. watch your back! and grab that bottle of essence of chicken..
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