My typing speed: 1,000wpm.(1,000 "w's" per min)
Received some complaints/grumblings from someone/somebody who said I ought to update my blog. DUDE. It's only like 1 day un-updated. So yeah. Patience is the key. Patience is virtue. Lose the key, you lose the virtue. Hahaha.
Started my first day at work today. In case you are clueless where I'm working at, I'm working at SIM! Yeah man. Currently helping out with the admin stuff at the Exams department. Since the exams are around the corner and they are desperately in need of more help, they are out to "kill" me! *Screams*(who cares anyway?). Anyway, anyway, anyway...
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I'M ACTUALLY SETTLING DOWN TO DO ADMIN WORK!!!1!1111!111!
You gotta give credits to me for that. Or better still, give me your credit card. HAHAHA. But honestly, if you have ever listened carefully(or read carefully), I mentioned before that office kind of job is quite a big no-no to me. Untillllllllllllllllllllllll..................... I realised that. Hey, the aircon is cooling, the seats are comfortable! Jk. Until I know that I need to quit being that "restless" and actually "tame" myself by sitting put at a job. So I guess it's a good try out.
First day of work. Bombarded with lotsa work to do. Suddenly felt like a saikang warrior again. Like in army like that. Always do lots of miscellaneous unpaid work. But this is different. At least I get paid this time. So what do I have to complain? Haha. So, I had this guy who's in-charge of me. Some 1983 guy.(Why did I make him sound so insignificant? LOL) Yeah, quite a nice guy. But then, when it comes to business, I guess I still have to settle down and get serious. Like gear myself up. Put a bandana with the words "MUST WIN"(in chinese) on it. You get the idea.
COMPLAIN LEVEL: 20%
Ok. First saikang of the day. Helped him type out a piece of instruction written by him, which by the way, needed some squinting at the handwriting. But still, I love typing. Like totally. So it's effortless in a way. So I'm not complaining.
COMPLAIN LEVEL: 50%
This actually ought to be 60% to 70% but I'm just reducing it on the sake that it's my first day of work. So yeah. I was handed a list of stationery items to be packed equally into 5 boxes. All the miscellaneous paper, pens, markers, pencils, paper-clips, eraser, rulers, stapler, highlighters, blah blah blah. The boxes are supposed to be used for the examiners to bring in the various examination venues for their own purposes. I can actually imagine them throwing the pens at one another. And what could possibly happen if there's a cute little rat in each of the box? You can imagine that "Silence" in the examination hall is thus invalid. HAHAHA. Anyway, just some thoughts to entertain. Don't look at me as if I would really do something like that. DUDE. I still have my morals. Like totally.
COMPLAIN LEVEL: 80%
My highest complain-worthy task of the day was to sit in front of the computer for 3 hours straight, filling in the exam timetable along with the invigilators' names in the Excel spreadsheets. I had to like do SO MANY adjustments and refer here and there, copy here and there, paste here and there. After one task, I felt that I'm ready to give a tutorial on How To Use Excel. Anyway, I got the job done at the end of the day. I guess I'm pro. HA.
All in all, been a mentally-stressful day. Was actually supposed to have tuition after work, at night. My student(a pri 2 boy) called around 7 plus in the evening and told me that I need not come today cos "it was raining". WHAT KIND OF EXCUSE IS THAT? But anyway, I did not insist on coming after hearing that innocent yet full of childlike-charm voice of his. But then, he suddenly said, "tuition teacher, you cannot touch me". I was like QUESTION MARK. I thought what happened. He replied, "I have hand foot and mouth disease".
Ok. Ok. Ok. Enough stress for the day. You take care tutee. And let me decide whether to give you tuition tomorrow ok. Do you have a protective armour suit ready for me? Please say yes.
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