Wow....so it's been a long while since I've blogged. Just stumbled back into this after my sis reminded me to read HER blog. In anycase, it may be perfect timing indeed. Some avenue to blow off some steam. I've just recently changed jobs...and I always thought I was one who liked change. Thrived on change...but recently well....I kinda understand now why it's good to stay put too. Bottom line is: I'm kinda stressed. Don't get me wrong...my job is turning out ok. No crazy deadlines, nice boss, nice team, heck - even a friendly secretary! But..maybe it's my own expectations that I should be off and running like the wind already and implementing things left right and centre, when all I'm doing now is just reading up old files, and trying not to forget what I've heard at the odd Induction session and trying to remember people's names. When you join an organization with >5000 employees....name bombardment and overload can happen pretty quickly. This subconscious, or maybe pretty conscious stress is making me not sleeep well...which of course, adds to the vicious cycle. I now feel some sympathy for sr management when they come in new to an organizations. Who knows, they may not even have allies round them at all. And if you forget things after they've been explained to you once, some of your staff think you're incompetent. I know I felt this way before.
So I try and tell myself that hey, relax. Slowly does it. Don't be OVEREAGER BEAVER BUNNY falling over myself to proove myself that I trip up all over the place. Ppl have been here 20 yrs...so what is 2 wks. Yikes.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Lost in Translation
Sometimes you get so frustrated because what you think is so obvious and so easy is completely misunderstood by others. Whatever happened to common sense, initiative and anticipating what the other person will need? It comes like 2nd nature to some, but seems so unattainable for others. The worst is when the obtuse party still doesn't get that they're wrong, and blame you for saying what you did not say. Argh! Good help is hard to find! What do I need to do? Translate English into alphabet letters? Then they get upset if you go through it step by step, insisting and brushing aside what they think they already know. Which you scarily and correctly guess they don't.
The other issue is the attitude. In taking on a new task - Don't expect it to be a walk in the park. Who's going to hand over the solution on a silver platter? If at first you don't succeed, then try and try until you bleed! Ok...that's too extreme, but hey, just take the task in your stride and tackle it one step at a time. People love to complain.....and whine! Of course, look at me! Even I have succumbed!
The other issue is the attitude. In taking on a new task - Don't expect it to be a walk in the park. Who's going to hand over the solution on a silver platter? If at first you don't succeed, then try and try until you bleed! Ok...that's too extreme, but hey, just take the task in your stride and tackle it one step at a time. People love to complain.....and whine! Of course, look at me! Even I have succumbed!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Cassis
Wow, it's been a while since I last wrote. I just came back from a too-quick visit to a beautiful tropical island where I stuffed myself silly with the local delights...and now...after 3 days, I need another holiday already. What is it, when you don't really have anything to complain about, but you're still sighing? I feel I have been on austerity drive, tightening the belt to mundaneness and the tedium of mediocrity.
Oh...I just had to use bombastic words to bring some drama and colour into my life I suppose.
Sos.......well, I did go to Cassis. A very nice place indeed, where the food was Frensh - my appetizer scallops were good - sweet and tender, with the best zing of tart lemon, and soy and sea salt! Loved the salt!! It almost really crackles and jumps out at you. Because appetizers were at main course prices, I ended up having 2 appetizers, even though I didn't see the bill eventually. My other appetizer was a cold asparagus soup, with a chopped bunch of salmon tartare in the middle. Salmon in an asparagus sea. Quite good. Though not memorable. Forget the rhubarb pie. ;( The papaya souffle was surprisingly good! Even though I've never had a penchant for papayas. From the time of the papaya tree in my backyard, till the time it was chopped down, till the 12th of never....
Oh...back to the original fruit - Cassis. It's an amazing ambience - beautiful surroundings - 2 outdooor themes, incl sitting under 'boughs' of candles, or submerged within plush cushions; or inside airconditioned comfort with ornate high backed chairs, spotted with embroidered black curlicues.
Sorry, no pictures. Didn't feel it would be appropriate. But suffice to say, it's pretty. And possibly, a very very romantic rendezvous.....at a very dear price for two.
Back to another aspect of cassis - the new sparkling Ribena is just yummy.
Hmmm, I dont' want to make this another food review blog...since I can't write so dreamily about all the things I eat, and say bombastic things about munchies.
Time to start the old cogs cranking...and write some insightful pieces.....Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Oh...I just had to use bombastic words to bring some drama and colour into my life I suppose.
Sos.......well, I did go to Cassis. A very nice place indeed, where the food was Frensh - my appetizer scallops were good - sweet and tender, with the best zing of tart lemon, and soy and sea salt! Loved the salt!! It almost really crackles and jumps out at you. Because appetizers were at main course prices, I ended up having 2 appetizers, even though I didn't see the bill eventually. My other appetizer was a cold asparagus soup, with a chopped bunch of salmon tartare in the middle. Salmon in an asparagus sea. Quite good. Though not memorable. Forget the rhubarb pie. ;( The papaya souffle was surprisingly good! Even though I've never had a penchant for papayas. From the time of the papaya tree in my backyard, till the time it was chopped down, till the 12th of never....
Oh...back to the original fruit - Cassis. It's an amazing ambience - beautiful surroundings - 2 outdooor themes, incl sitting under 'boughs' of candles, or submerged within plush cushions; or inside airconditioned comfort with ornate high backed chairs, spotted with embroidered black curlicues.
Sorry, no pictures. Didn't feel it would be appropriate. But suffice to say, it's pretty. And possibly, a very very romantic rendezvous.....at a very dear price for two.
Back to another aspect of cassis - the new sparkling Ribena is just yummy.
Hmmm, I dont' want to make this another food review blog...since I can't write so dreamily about all the things I eat, and say bombastic things about munchies.
Time to start the old cogs cranking...and write some insightful pieces.....Ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Monday, June 2, 2008
Gazzumping
The headline says it all....Prime Waterfront Property for Investments. Beautiful NZ vistas...
Come visit this showroom at that time. You gear yourself up for a professional, polished ad.
Fine print: No capital gains tax. No restriction on foreigners blah blah blah.
No Gazzumping.
Huh? No Gazzumping?
No GAZZUMPING??
What is THAT?
Turns out that JustFinance.ie defines it as follows: When the seller accepts a higher offer from one buyer having already accepted an offer from another buyer.
hmmm...great concept, but would have thought somebody could have come up with a spiffier word for it. Gazzumping to me, falls in the wazzzzuuuppp category. Yoz, if anybody knows how this word came about, lemme know!
Come visit this showroom at that time. You gear yourself up for a professional, polished ad.
Fine print: No capital gains tax. No restriction on foreigners blah blah blah.
No Gazzumping.
Huh? No Gazzumping?
No GAZZUMPING??
What is THAT?
Turns out that JustFinance.ie defines it as follows: When the seller accepts a higher offer from one buyer having already accepted an offer from another buyer.
hmmm...great concept, but would have thought somebody could have come up with a spiffier word for it. Gazzumping to me, falls in the wazzzzuuuppp category. Yoz, if anybody knows how this word came about, lemme know!
Friday, May 30, 2008
Wood no Good
Hmmm, I'm not very sure if I trust Wong Ah Yoke's reviews....after being promised heady infusions of wood flavours into the meals, I went there all excited. Not only were we first turned away (on account of the restaurant/bar being full); when we went back 1/2 an hour later, we were led into a room that was 1/4 full. Did they not want to let patrons enjoy the nice waterfront view, tree skeleton on the ceiling, cosy booths and the tower of a wine cellar? The dining room remained half empty throughout as we dined....starter scallops were sweet, but mushrooms sauted in a copper pot didn't quite embody wood-smoked delish. I greedily selected Yorkshire pork. Maybe there's something about English air or Yorkshire that makes you think it'll be nicer than our babi. But alas not so....a little burnt. And so little mash (which, on 2nd thought, I was glad, as it wasn't quite to my liking). No constant water top-ups - what happened to the Water boy? Just because it's Wood? and 1 female bathroom for a dining room that can seat ~ 100. Maybe that's why they held off on the water. Pretty nice ambience, but overall, not particularly worth it. Braize was pricier, but gastronomically better.
Ilotopie
Boat Quay - before the dream.... Non, je ne sais quois - I don't know what Ilotopie means either. But the group performed ethereally as the opening act of the Singapore Arts Festival over the waters of Boat Quay. Never mind that the story didn't make any sense a moi...just like most of the Cirque du Soleil themes....but it was a wonderful waste of time, to just let oneself float away like a fallen petal over cresting rivulets. Comme un reve.......
Scarlet Marie...pedalling away, sur un velo de l'eau....
Finishing off as the Dragon in the sky flies away.....
M&Ms
Recently Dee gave birth to a second princess.......
wow! Number 2! Now, I'm usually not a baby lover....my maxim is that babies are to be seen from afar, occasionally smelt, and NEVER heard. I'm not particularly adept at goo-goo-gaa-gaa talk and pulling funny faces. But with Dee being my closest friend that I know who's a mother...it was more than the perfunctory visit to the hospital to visit the bonny lass. You see, I also know Dee's first baby, and she is such a cutie pie! Yes, the ONLY exception I personally know. Dee affectionally calls her Peanut, even though her name is Meredith...and when a cute 2 yr old calls herself "Dit-Dit"...it's kinda cute. So I went along, pretty excited, and with high expectations that Princess #2 would be as cute. Plus, baby Morgan would be less than 1 day old! What a scary thought to be entrusted with a treasure so young! So I dutifully washed my hands, and as she was handed over to me, she snuggled comfortably into the crook of my virgin arms. OH my! Colostrum and all aside....she is so tiny, and fragile and perfect!
You think that you're all tough and resistant to babies, but just this once...I actually wondered what it would be like if I had married younger, and became a mother myself. After all, Dee is a grand 2 days younger than I am, and she's at number 2. Don't get me wrong - I don't regret my life, nor am I suddenly a walking ticking maternal bomb, but ever so slightly. And not even wistfully, I think that it might not be so bad after all. (Peanut) M&Ms.....I miss you already.
wow! Number 2! Now, I'm usually not a baby lover....my maxim is that babies are to be seen from afar, occasionally smelt, and NEVER heard. I'm not particularly adept at goo-goo-gaa-gaa talk and pulling funny faces. But with Dee being my closest friend that I know who's a mother...it was more than the perfunctory visit to the hospital to visit the bonny lass. You see, I also know Dee's first baby, and she is such a cutie pie! Yes, the ONLY exception I personally know. Dee affectionally calls her Peanut, even though her name is Meredith...and when a cute 2 yr old calls herself "Dit-Dit"...it's kinda cute. So I went along, pretty excited, and with high expectations that Princess #2 would be as cute. Plus, baby Morgan would be less than 1 day old! What a scary thought to be entrusted with a treasure so young! So I dutifully washed my hands, and as she was handed over to me, she snuggled comfortably into the crook of my virgin arms. OH my! Colostrum and all aside....she is so tiny, and fragile and perfect!
You think that you're all tough and resistant to babies, but just this once...I actually wondered what it would be like if I had married younger, and became a mother myself. After all, Dee is a grand 2 days younger than I am, and she's at number 2. Don't get me wrong - I don't regret my life, nor am I suddenly a walking ticking maternal bomb, but ever so slightly. And not even wistfully, I think that it might not be so bad after all. (Peanut) M&Ms.....I miss you already.
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