Minny, The Office Mice

Otak Kecik.

2011-03-22T00:00:00.000-07:00

Hari ni menyesal bace ohbulan.com. Why the hell did I visit that blog in the 1st place? I broke my vow of gossip web/blog abstinence. I'm ashame of myself. I regret it & will deffinitely do some soul cleansing by doing some thinking & self-reflection.

I did get 1 good thing out of reading the so-called entertainment blog. Not particularly good actually, but good for the thought.

I realised that there is so many orang-orang otak kecik yang menggelar diri mereka Muslim di Malaysia ni. PATHETIC... & sad :-(

So what do I mean by otak kecik? It's the complete opposite of open mindedness. They think that their religious knowledge is so good/high level, that they go hating on people just because that person is not in their circle of orang-orang otak kecik. Tolong lah jangan tunjuk pandai wahai orang-orang yang perasan diri tu alim.

Alim tu maksudnya berilmu. Kalau ilmu agama tu setakat "diwarisi" dari nenek moyang yang turut menggelar diri mereka Muslim, baik just zip your mouth. Refer these Surah if you don't get what I mean: 6:116, 5:104 & 17:36.

Tu lah dia orang alim kucing. Berkata-kata seolah bernas, tapi nas apa dia pakai? Nak kata dia berfikir dulu sebelum cakap, tak kan sedangkal tu pendapat yang dilontarkan. I can just twist their words, pastu mula lah menggelabah sebab hasil pertuturan tu tak ada bukti. Kan dah pening?

Kalau tak tahu, jangan cakap. Kalau tak tahu, sila bertanya. Dah lah alim kucing, bodoh sombong pula tu. Orang-orang macam inilah yg hidup dalam alam kayangan asyik dengan kisah konon-konon nya Islam masih gemilang di hari ini. Mereka ni lah yang menyumbang kepada kejatuhan Islam itu sendiri sebab mereka TAK BUAT APA-APA yet claim to be a Muslim because they pray tunggang terbalik 5 kali sehari semalam.

Piiiraaah!

Wahai orang-orang yang merasakan diri mereka serba cukup, tak sedar kah sekarang kita dalam keadaan jahil? Tak percaya? Cuba tengok kondisi diri tu, lepas tu, tengok pula kondisi masyarakat sekeliling? Tak jahil begitu? Tolong jangan perasan alim!!!

p/s: Remind me to write about open mindedness & how a lot of these "modern" people wrongly interpret the term.

AIDID MUADDIB?

2011-03-03T18:47:00.000-08:00

A few weeks ago, I was hooked on celebrity gossip sites. My 5 favourites are ohbulan, beautifulnara & rotikaya for my local celebrity dish and as for a dose of Hollywood, I go to TMZ & x17online. I log on to these sites without fail. I was addicted. I wanted to know everything that happens is Lala Land.

However, I got sick of it. I can’t blame it on the celebrities. I can’t expect them to live a role model life. Most of them are low lifers with hardly any intelligence but gifted with good looks & bad-ass attitude. The ones worth idolizing, you won’t find on these sites. If you don’t create a mess, you don’t create a headline. You’ll be considered a total bore.

Confession: I go to these sites because I want to know who’s having it bad so that I could get a good laugh & thank my parents for making me work hard at school.

I’ve been 2 weeks sober of any celebrity gossip sites. I don’t plan to go back. I don’t even have the urge to. Why? Bad writing & even worse comment posts. I could handle the terrible reporting, but add the hundreds of idiotic comments from other readers, I blew up! Most of the comments rage me on. I felt angry. Then I felt stupid. Stupid cause after a while I realized that I was made angry my anonymous people that are most probably as dumb as the celebrities they’re berating themselves.

I pulled the plug. No more visits to these sites.

I transferred my blog reading hobby to a different site. An anti-MLM site, aididmuaddib.blogspot.com. Educational & entertaining at the same time. As always, I love reading the comment post from readers. There always seem to be a small battle between the anti-MLMers versus the pro-MLMers. Shear entertainment.

A lot of “negative” comments state how much they despise the writing style. I’ve no objection with his style of writing. He is frank, honest & yes, obnoxiously rude. He has the biggest collection of cuss words. I don’t cuss. My parents don’t teach me that way. I’m also not influenced by friends to speak that way. Abah kata orang yang cakap guna bahasa kasar ni, LOW CLASS. So is the writer low class to me? I’ve no idea. He’s a phantom. But he sure makes it look that way, doctor or not. But then again, I also despise people who sweet talk their way around. If you have sugar pouring out of your mouth, you’re likely to be camouflaging a bad taste there.

Yesterday, however, I got sick of the readers’ comments. How on earth did that happen?

1. The pro-MLMers keep typing in the same statements over & over again. Not just to one article, but all articles! Same arguments, same defense, without even coming up with anything factual.

2. The pro-AIDIDers are doing the same thing. The difference, they’re smarter than the pro-MLMers, so they do come up with factual arguments. But it’s getting lame. They too, cuss like a sailor & get overly emotional. Guys, you’re anonymous, for goodness sake. Tak payah laa marah-marah tak tentu pasal! Gelak je, pihak lawan pasti lebih sakit hati.

3. The presence of so-called innocent readers who are” just starting to learn”. That kind of charm, don’t work on me, girl. I can spot an actress from a mile away. So pretentious. I have a feeling this nutcracker is going to be around for sometimes.

All 3 reasons killed the mood & my anxiety to wait for a new post by the writer. I’ll take a break from that blog for a while. I’m going to give it some time to change the game play. But will it? Aduhhh..

My Parents Said;

2011-03-02T22:25:00.001-08:00

1. Don't say anything if your words are going to make you sound like a drunk. Incoherent speeches are just a waste of time. You won't be able to get your message across & your audience aren't going to take you seriously. Ever heard of the phrase: "Cakap tu biarlah bernas.."

Nas really stands for Quran verses. So, meaning, when you speak, do it with knowledge.

2. Never argue with a drunk. Drunks don't understand what they themselves are saying. So, no, they won't understand a word you're saying.

3. If you want to sound smart when arguing, use a spell checker.. Done that? Now get a dictionary so that you use the correct words for your arguments. Or else, again, you won't be taken seriously.

Yes, this post is dedicated to NURUL.

Just wanna say..

2011-02-28T00:46:00.000-08:00

.. that I totally hate backstabbers. Gosh, why is she sitting right next to me.

GO AWAY!

I hate rude people at the office

2011-02-24T23:51:00.000-08:00

I just want to say that I totally hate rude people at the office. I don't care about the schmuck driving like a maniac on the road. I can just ignore nosy & noisy neighbours. I'll just forget about that stuck up salesgirl who'll probably be stuck at that job the rest of her life.

But, of all the rude people I come across, I really, really hate rude people at the office.

Must be because 1/3 of my day is spent here.

Take me away babeh! It hurts to be trampled on.

Conclusion, most of my colleagues aren't fit to be friends with.

I hate rude people.

That Knife Wielding Bitch!

2011-02-24T18:25:00.000-08:00

Ergh! I just can’t stand Mrs. Guthal. She isn’t just a cheeky slut but she’s also an annoying, back stabbing colleague. I hate the fact that we’re both seated in the same cubicle. There’s no way I can run from her.

Here, I’d like to blame the office management for not putting up a separating partition between us. I wish I was allowed to build one myself.

I’m tired of this pretense that I’m too stupid to be realizing what she’s doing to me.
Maybe, IT IS TIME FOR ME TO LEAVE.

But wouldn’t that be like running away? Would that make me a coward, a chicken, a pussy?
However, if I stay, I’ll suffer. If I fight back, it will only make me look bad in front of the other colleagues. While I don’t personally care what they say about me, career wise, it’s important. I don’t want to bury a shit hole for another.

In the mean time, doing my assignments is all I can do. And in between that, there’s Jobstreet, JobsDB, ect., ect. :-P

Ouch!

2011-02-24T17:25:00.000-08:00

My rating this year sucks. I’ve always been those high flyers at the office. For three consecutive years I was the golden child. This year, I’m nothing.

What happened? I guess I’ve lost my appeal. I don’t shine anymore. Probably I’ve gotten rusty & didn’t realize it. No one wants to fight for me anymore. I guess no one remembers me today.

There’s no one to blame really. I’m not going to blame myself either. I’ve done nothing wrong. I did my work as usual, mingled the way I’ve always had & kept the image I’ve always projected.
Is that the problem? The fact that I’ve been the way I was since day one?

Should I morph just to spike up my ratings for next year? Will I be comfortable doing that? Or should I move to a new territory, be myself & hope that my old self will shine the new frontier?

I’m at a loss for words. No, I don’t want to blame anyone. That’s so typical & I’ve never been typical. I’m much better than that to be playing the blame game. I hate it when people do that. Blame the boss or colleagues for their own failures. I’ve always believe that every outcome of your life comes from you.

So, what’s next?

I don’t want to sulk. I guess it’s back to the earlier question, stay & polish or leave & discover?

Tough one!

New In Town

2011-02-20T07:49:00.000-08:00

Pssst here.. Pssst there.. Pssst pssst everywhere..

That, my friends, are the sound of gossip mongers at the office. Their psssting get’s louder when there happens to be someone new in the office. It could be new managers, new tea lady, new executive or a new receptionist. In today’s case, it’s a new receptionist.

She’s here barely a month & the tears have started to flow. Owh dear, why so? How detrimental could her job, opening doors & answering phone calls be? I’m not here to criticize her job. I would love to be doing just that if I didn’t have too many commitments already. The problem here is the senior people at the office. Senior in work experience or duration at the office, but certainly not senior in mindset & behavior. They are definitely not the type of people you’d like to write this on their birthday card: The Older, The Wiser.

BS to that!

So what happened to poor Miss Lanky, the new receptionist? If she’s young & pretty then it would be about boys, boys, boys. Euwh, it’s disgusting to call them boys when those men are what we label as bujang terlajak here. Meaning confirmed bachelor-for-life-but-against-their-will. The perpetrator? Who else if it isn’t Sloppy Beast (this guy will certainly deserve an entry of his own!). There are even the cheerleaders. All nasty gossips have those irritating, knucklehead cheerleaders. They consist of ugly women in mid 30’s who happened to be spinsters.
I’m not going to write what the gossip is all about. It’s stupid & degrading. Why must the working environment at a posh office be marred by gossips? It’s not even entertaining. You might like to think so when you listen in on one, but what if you’re at the other end, the victim of gossips?

To gossipers out there, GET A LIFE!!! Find a hobby to distract yourself. You’re probably just bored with how your life turned out to be. I pity the gossipers. Every time I fall victim & get sad, I tend to compare my life to theirs. It makes me feel a whole lot better cause I realized how much better my life really is from theirs. I earn more, I look better, I’m much, much smarter & my life is way exciting. Yeay me!!!

To poor Miss Lanky, if you read this, those gossip mongers are mere dust floating in the wind. They make you sneeze once in a while, but that’s about it. No more than that. Blow them away, my dear!

If it isn't your job, zip it up!

2010-06-20T21:10:00.000-07:00

Take a look around you. Peer beyond the walls of your box & into your neighbors'. Can you see what they're doing? Do you know exactly what he/she is typing into their computer?

Chances are, you'll see an open window, internet or office, & that's about it. You might recognize the Facebook window popping up once a while. Or that Yahoo messenger buzzing a few times in a minute. But you don't actually see what's really been running on their machine 8-5. (Unless of course you're in the same class as Mr. Dense! Refer this)

So, can you say you know your colleagues job beyond their said work scope? Do you know exactly how many percentage their contribution towards completing, say, a report or even a proposal? Do you know precisely if that junior sitting across your cubicle has lesser or easier job to do, or that senior who constantly check up on you has a tougher job to handle?

Now put on your thinking cap & give it a deep thought. Chances are, you don't know exactly what that person you're scrutinizing is doing day in & day out. You can't represent that person in promoting or demoting them to anyone because YOU JUST DON’T KNOW!

So I was naturally pissed when a colleague who was getting all chummy with the new boss started practically listing down for him about who does this or that at the office when she doesn’t know all the details. This person really rubbed it to my face by even stating to the boss about how LITTLE my contribution towards a certain project is. I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON THAT PROJECT FOR THE PAST 3 YEARS. I HAVE BEEN PROMOTED BASE ON THAT PROJECT.

To all workers out there, please don't try to outrank your peers by talking (shitting actually) your way through.

If it isn't your job, zip it up!

Alone, not lonely.

2010-06-10T18:48:00.000-07:00

Ever walked into a cafe at lunch time to see a fellow sitting at a table having lunch by himself? His face sullen as he munches on his food. Once in a while you'll notice him stare at the surroundings for a few seconds then return to his food. Ever felt sorry for that guy?

I don't. I am that guy. & you should keep your distance.

That person having lunch ALONE is not friendless. Does not have BO issues, & isn't an embarrasment to society. That person is perfectly fine. Quit feeling sorry & quit staring! He looks sullen cause if he smiled through out lunch, men in white coats will be waiting at the door. He looks up once in a while cause he doesn't want a neck cramp.

Most lunch time, I like to sit ALONE at a cafe or restaurant. I love some quiet time for myself to just enjoy my own company & what ever I'm chowing down. It's not the quietness from sound that I crave, cause eateries are very (very, very) noisy. It's the quietness from people talking to (sometimes at) me.

Having lunch ALONE is my way of getting as far away from nagging problems. Not my problems, but my friends. Notice how all the stupid relationship problems comes out at lunch time? Don't believe me? During today's lunch, you go seat youself next to a bunch of ladies eating together then eavesdrop on what they have to say. If I am wrong, most probably that moment they're more interested to discuss what their kids are up to (e.g. 1st swear word, location of tantrums, breast pump malfunction, etc.).

Anyway, there was once when I was quitely enjoying my McDonald's Ayam Goreng Spicy, a lady (who was rather ignorant of my situation) placed her food tray on my table & sat down. She said, "I couldn't find a place to sit." I was boilling mad at this intrussion of my happiness, but smiled politely anyway, picked up my tray, & sat at the bar stool to continue eating. You can have my table, lady, but you ain't getting my 'moment'.

Some of you might find my action rude, to me though, she was rude. I wanted to be ALONE. She doesn't get that because she's LONELY. In her desperate attempt to not be seen eating ALONE, she intruded my space. What she doesn't get (what a lot of people don't get), is that being on your own doesn't make you a loser. Losers are people who can't survive standing on their own 2 feet. They constantly need 'support'. A sad requirement that was inherrited way back since highschool. People, please grow up!!

If you're in a clingy click, remember one thing, you can't take your friends to your grave with you. (Unless you're burried in a mass grave, but then again, you don't have a say about whom you'd like beside you.)

My Two Cents (10/06/2010)

2010-06-09T21:02:00.000-07:00

At the mall near my office:

1. I looked down to the centre court of the ground floor, where there's a perfume promotion going on. The promoters were eagerly trying to get passers by to test the perfume. These promoters were actually beaming ear to ear. Passers by just pass by. Some even went out of their way to avoid the promoters. The promoters are still beaming.

2. In the grocerry store, a shop assistant sits in a box. It's 1m x 1m, & 1.5 meters tall. You can just see the top of his head. The box is made out of shelves that displays expensive chinnese herbs. He's job is to assist herb buyers.

I'm back at the office feeling:

1. Grateful. I have a job that doesn't require me to smile so much.

2. Grateful. I can streatch my legs when I'm sitting in my box. It's 3m x 3m.

3. Very grateful. My box is not made out of shelves displaying herbs.

Today I'm a bit more grateful.

Sent from my Nokia phone

Fly away now.. Right now!

2010-06-09T18:42:00.000-07:00

At the very moment I'm typing this, there's a fly hovering behind me. It's been that way for a few minutes now. I try to ignore it. I don't want to be distracted by it. But the longer I keep my silence, the more agitated I become. For the fly is still hovering on my back.

Fly away now, fly. You make me really uncomfortable. I could just swat you with the badminton racquet lying under my desk. But my oh my. We don't want that to happen, do we. Cause, if it does, you'll be seriously injured (& I'll be content) & I'll get sent to anger management as well as the jail, should you decide to press charges against me.

Lucky fly to have such previlleges. The fly is human after all. The annoying kind. They come up to you with nothing to say. They just stand there and stare into what ever you were doing.

Just stand & stare.

Invading that thing called your privacy. Taking over your personal space. Breathing down your neck for no apparent reason. Why?

I've tried shooing it away. I gave him the blank stare, the death stare & even the bitch stare. I even asked him directly, "What do you want?". They just don't work. He's not bothered with the fact that I'm annoyed. He probabaly doesn't GET IT! Thus, this nickname for him: Mr. Dense! (& that's me being nice)

Got your own fly at the office? If you don't, please take mine :-D

SCANDAL

2010-05-19T23:34:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, some things can't be screamed out loud. So, what should you do?
Write a blog!!!

This is exactly what I'm doing right now. I'm stuck in an office with so much non-work-related things/ruckus/drama going on, yet I can't be ranting bout it in the open. (Hey, I have no plans on losing any charisma at the office so early in my career. I've only been enjoying work life for a tad bit more than 3 years. I need all the good graces here :-D)

Today's rant rage theme is: SCANDAL!!!

According to my handphone's dictionary, scandal means: something that is considered shocking or disgraceful.

The scandal that I'm talking bout here, the one that has been plaguing the office since offices were invented, is the silly love game people play in their office past time. The love affair between people that shouldn't be in a love affair together.

I guess it's the thrill of going against the rules that sets people in motion. The excitement of being involve in a no-no. Or just perhaps the pride of having something to brag about other than the usual mundane office life, one like mine J

That one person with the mundane everyday life I'd like to rant about, is my next door (cubicle) neighbour.

Married for 6 years with two cute & cuddly kids, a steady career at the office and having no monetary issues at all.. unlike some of us (Me!), Mrs. Guthal still needs the high of being involve in a scandal. Not one, but a few scandals at once. I dare say she's a serial scandaler! Haha..

She brags about it. She'll repeat the same story to me about how that college ex is willing to leave his wife & kids should she get a divorce from her hubby. Then she'll tell me that she hates how he still isn't over her. But, what I find inconsistent in her story is the fact that she'll be talking on the phone (office phone!!!) with him for hours at a time. Hey, if you want a person to bug off, shouldn’t you NOT be answering his/her call at all? Trust me, it works that way. But that's just one guy she's scandalling with.

Then a few months ago, Mrs. Guthal, teary eyed, told me her husband is working on his own little scandal on a community forum portal. She got really upset. She also said that they had a major hubby-wife fight about it. She was totally devastated that he was disloyal to her. At that moment I feel like giving her a bitch slap, then tell her straight in her face,"DUH! Isn't that what you've been doing all along? Serves you right bitch!"

But, living in a peaceful Malaysian community where everyone respects each other, all I could do was offer my shoulder to cry on. Sungguh tak ikhlas.

However, ladies & gentlemen, Mrs. Guthal is not an atoned person. She's at it again, adding another scandal to her pride & glory wall of lust. Now she's secretly dating an officemate (Come on!!!). A married officemate. Married to an acquaintance. Sheesh..

The same modus operandi. She'll tell me how uncomfortable he makes her feel, how much she hates the fact that he's always trying to touch her when they're in a discussion (work related (?!!)). But, she'll waltz into his cubicle for chats. I thought she wasn't comfortable? And yes, they've been having lunch dates now. Even tea dates after 5. They'll text on weekends. Bluergh~

This time, I only have one word to say to her, "YUCK!"

If you find yourself in a scandalous relationship, try NOT to brag about it to your little officemate. I might be a good secret keeper, but I wont reserve any respect for you. Nope, I wont be crowning you Mother/Father of the year no matter how well you care for your family. Scandals just break that.

Go get a hobby. Start a blog! Hua3….

That is a story of only ONE scandaler at the office. There's many more. I guess people think I'm so sweet I don’t mind listening to their retarded love story. Kesian saya!