Friday, July 27, 2007

Sheep

A visiting New Zealander farmer walks past an farm in Australia and sees his Australian counterpart going at it with a sheep.

He jumps over the fence and shouts, "Hey, back home, we shear those!"

The Australian shouts back, "Fxxx off! I'm not shearing this with anybody!"

Haha...

Permission to Pee


You have to stop when the red light comes on.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

How to be a Happier Woman

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Missing the Point

Fishermen in Monterey Bay are up in arms because an "invasion" of giant Humboldt squid is apparently eating into stocks of anchovy, hake...

You will never see this in China.

American: Argh!!! Giant squid are eating our food fish!

Chinese: Oooh... Big calamari... Yummy...

I'm quite sure the Chinese would be finding ways to catch giant squid instead... =)

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Nerd

Not good at sports.

Can't style hair for nuts.

Read Harry Potter cover to cover...

Yup, just checked. I'm a nerd. =)

Friday, July 20, 2007

Confession


I have a confession to make. My name is Brandon and I am a Pot-head. I am addicted to reading Harry Potter, so much that I have plonked myself in bed everynight all week re-reading Book 6 - The Half-Blood Prince, ignoring everyone around me. I know what is a Penseive and Apparation and wish I could have a clump of unicorn hair.

The latest book will be out tomorrow at 7.01am. Be prepared to see me disappear into my room again.

No Funk

I must admit.

I must have missed out on the period in school where people were experimenting with funky hairstyles.

I woke up this morning, with a set of bed hair which I thought looked quite good. But no matter how I tried to recreate the look after my shower in the morning, I couldn't.

I suck. =(

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Noise

Hammering Hacking Power Tools!!!

Noise noise noise!!!

Instruction Manual

Fade to Black

Bit by bit...

As we get busier and don't contact old friends as much. Or when we make new ones who become more interesting by default.

The old ones fade from our lives...

We forget all the fun and laughter, the pain and sorrow we went through together. Which contributed to making us who we are today.

I feel... sad...

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Noise


I need to work in silence.

My office is super noisy. What with the movers around, phones ringing, my endless yapping secretary...

Am wearing earplugs now. Oh... The sweet sound of silence...

Screw

I have movers in today to move half my office.

My Boss is being difficult, asking them to do more and still asking my secretary to bargain the price down. They are re-wrapping what they have already done.

He believes they are all crooks and asking them for a detailed tracking of all furniture parts, electronic equipment, etc...

My poor intern and colleagues have been told to watch them and note what they are doing, how many staff they have sent, i think its so that he can have "bullets" to bargain later...

They are being obliging and doing everything my Boss is asking them to do.

LESSON TODAY: The rich will screw the poor over. =(

I feel sad.

Monday, July 16, 2007

No Surprise

I don't feel like working today.

Harry Potter

Watched Potter last night. Was good, except it was darker than most films.

Daniel Radcliff is quite good. Can't say the same for Herminione and Ron, nor the Asian chick.

Just realised I havent read the Half Blood Prince. Thought I did, which is weird, but when B3 was talking about it in the car, I had no recollection of any part of it!

And the new book is coming out next week! Argh... rush reading time.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Monday


To all those who are in shitty jobs. You are not alone on a Monday.

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Tick Tick

Been working late every day all week.

Someone told me that in a job, there should be peak and non-peak periods. But it might not be important if you enjoy your work.

I have neither.

On the other hand, I'm not working tomorrow!

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

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Emotionally Tiring

Its gotten really tiring since I put in my Letter of Resignation on Monday.

The Bossman has since, over the course of 2.5 hours conversation (in 2 sessions) plus one really uncomfortable lunch:

1. Said that it is sad for him to see me go but he understands that I want options
2. Asked me what I wanted in Life
3. Asked me to list down my push and pull factors
4. Offered to give me a raise and a promotion
5. Explained to me our business model and said I shouldn't be hasty to see results.
6. Tried to analyse my strengths and weaknesses and said I could improve further here.
7. Said I should stay until I find a job that I want.
8. Said in the meantime that I should do what I want to do in the Company
9. Shared his "personal" and private thoughts about his wife, family and friends
10. Shared the reasons he thinks he has become successful (because he always looks for options and doesn't commit)
11. Said I should go out and find new business that I can champion, and in so doing, be motivated to continue
12. Said I don't need to do anything I don't want to do, that is, draft contracts, investment documents, contact reports etc
13. Said he treats me as one of his family
14. Blah... Blah... Blah...

Seriously. I need a break from it all.

Out. Back to work.

Old but Good Joke

The Good Husband...

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all.

He didn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.

Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed.

He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.

He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror.

Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick:

"Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favourite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian"

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.

Jack asks, "Son...what happened last night?"

"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.

Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??"

His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm married!!"

Broken Coffee Table $239.99
Hot Breakfast $4.20
Two Aspirins $.38
Saying the right thing, at the right time . . PRICELESS!!!