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March 4, 2012

chemo vs Company Y

Why I think working in Company Y is worse than going through a chemotherapy session…

– Going through chemo, even though sucks, is actually a treatment. It shrinks cancer cells. Working in Company Y, is a suffering. It causes stress, depression and most likely to cause cancer.

– A chemo session is administered lying down, typically a whole day event. It’s shitty yes, but you get to rest. Working in Company Y is administered standing, with my derriere bent outwards, getting scores of anal penetration from behind, typically a whole day event – and I don’t get to rest.

– A patient undergoing chemo is given diet food that makes the patient feel less shitty. An employee in Company Y is given stale, tasteless and shitty food that fucks his health up.

– A cancer patient gets a lot of support from around during chemo. A dying employee at Company Y struggling to meet schedule and dateline gets sidelined and ignored by every fucking one.

– You get hairloss and nausea from the chemical effect in a chemotherapy session. Hair usually grows back and nausea gone upon completion of the treatment. In Company Y, the nausea is immediate and airborne just by looking at my boss’ face. The hairloss comes from the stress. They (hairs) will never likely to grow back.

– You get poked with needles during a chemo session. You get stabbed with knives in the back in Company Y.

– An oncologist prescribing the dosage of chemo is a professional who is mostly likely to know what he is doing. A manager plotting the strategy of the department in Company Y, doesn’t know a fuck what he is doing and what he is there for.

– Surviving cancer and going through chemo alters one’s life in a positive way. Living through each day in Company Y makes me a more sadistic misanthrope who hates mankind even more.

I am super fucking depressed now.

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December 29, 2018

2018 roll up

Life in the 40’s revolve around basically only a handful of things. If you were to crawl through the list of important things over a population of middle aged farts, 2 prominent words will definitely stand out like sore thumbs – Children & Career.

In my case, thankfully, it’s just a child and a measly career. You see, it’s simple. People usually get married in their mid 20’s, and during then, they’d pork and conceive a child (or more). By the time a married couple is in their 40’s, the child(ren) would be in the teens, so… there’s going to be much focus in that area. So is the career. It’ll be about 15 – 20 years into the work life and things are just beginning to spice up.

My daughter Regine hits 12 this year. I started to see her changing into a different person. Suddenly, she could speak Cantonese, and she has a guy-pin-up poster in her room. She watches a lot of Youtube channels now, and she has her own social media accounts as well. She could understand words like ‘hangry’ and ‘shart’. She pointed out words that I missed in my crossword puzzles and now she’s taller than my wife Emily! Just only last week, she had her braces on and with the stress in her mouth, she’s as emo as shit. She already had her orientation this week, and she’ll be starting her secondary school years in the new year. My kid is now an quasi adult and I am still coming to terms with it.

My career – I could say it’s taking a positive turn now. The attrition in the team made the whole affair enjoyable for me, as I had to cover as the lead and I had to code shit myself (and I did not even know how to code!). In a way, I am finally able to change things to the way I wanted it. I told my boss I needed more headcounts, but deep inside me, I am secretly enjoying the work (I think I’m sick). Day in and out, I am damn busy, just like the old times when I was with Company Y. At the beginning of the career in Company T, it wasn’t much of a challenge by just dealing with shitbags. Now, I deal with shitbags, code my own program, run my own team and rig my own hardwares. (I guess that’s why I can’t be successful/a boss – I can’t live without getting my hands dirty).

The travel took us to Italy this year. It was one of the most memorable trip we had (mostly had to do with the experience of driving there). We got wiser now, and made improvements after each trip. The new problem now is that with Regine’s secondary education starting, her attendance at school has just gotten more serious and finding a good time to travel would be a whole new challenge for us. But we’ll manage.

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January 13, 2016

brag

I’ve been helping a friend to hook up some jobs when I learned about the news of him getting laid off.
I managed to score him a couple of opportunities for interviews, one which he turned down (salary mismatch) and the other he chickened out.

Then came another, it was an invitation for a walk-in interview from Jobstreet, opening at my previous workplace Company Y, not a very promising prospect but was an opportunity nevertheless. So, naturally, the first thing that came into my mind was to share the info with this friend of mine…

And that was when I learned that he had already found a job… and so I congratulated him… and then something happened… Here’s the msg exchange screenshot:

Did you see that? Switzerland. It felt really weird that he made the effort to mention about his business travel. How was that relevant to anything we were discussing? I didn’t know what to respond so, I left the conversation as it was. And then 10 mins later, in came another msg:

I didn’t see that coming. Has got to be the most desperate attention seeking attempt I’ve seen in a while. What are we, 6 year olds? Things that people do to get some attention. Pffft.

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December 17, 2015

2015 roll up

At the end of 2014, I made a vow for to do all kinds of things. I hate to break this out but, I must be drunk at that time. I don’t even remember what I wrote until today (I was writing in 3rd person, wtf). None of those shit happened. No I didn’t fork out anything to renovate the fucking house. No I didn’t enroll myself in an MBA program. No I didn’t get a bike, or got my shit together either. I didn’t do jack shit in 2015.

2015 is not entirely fucked up but, it sure hell is boring. The pace of life at Company T has been slow as fuck as well. In my ex-Company Y, I was THE SHIT, running 8 – 9 portfolios, had 50 over reports in a week, had round the clock meetings, 10-minute lunches (with on-off food poisoning), multiple concurrent projects and I had to deal with terrorists. Time passed in warp speed. In Company T? It’s like a 900% regression of what I did at Company Y. That’s like switching from a illegal V8 street drifting race to a college USB-powered drone cum science fair. My time management skill is hardly needed and I had to deal with a lot of whiny pussies instead. Life literally is moving in slow motion for me in 2015 and I fucking hated every second of it.

That is probably the reason why I recently have gone back to gaming. It is the only way I could get my mind off on how shitty the year has been. That and tonnes of TV series I’ve been watching. I’d probably go back to more writing, but I have to see on that. I’d been planning on a long vacation somewhere in June 2016, might make it a yearly ritual. But for now, I’m going to just waste the remnants of 2015 away with more gaming and hope for a better 2016.

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July 1, 2014

the hill people

There was a call for help from someone (let’s call him, The Hill Guy) in Company T, requesting help to ‘donate’ some urgent engineering parts to meet an important schedule. The Hill Guy apparently had been searching the world, and through word of mouth, discovered that I was the only one that could be of help (sort of like, his last resort… else he’d be fucked). Being professionally courteous, I agreed to ship him the required parts on the next business day (expected to reach The Hill Guy’s place only the next day). The reason was simple – his request came in on Friday afternoon and I needed time to locate the parts, pack for shipment and do all the paperwork to facilitate the request (you know how it goes in the corporate environment). The Hill Guy ‘seemed’ thankful in his email reply.

Fast forward to the next business day when I was preparing the charity shipment, my boss’ boss (that’s 2 level above me), sent me an email requesting an explanation over an alleged escalation from The Hill Guy’s department – demanding me to fucking get them the part on the very same day (which was borderlining impossible)… because they have a super important deadline to meet. I went like… “WHAT THE FUCK IN NINE HELL IS THIS LOAD OF FUCKING SHIT??” (in disbelief). Can you believe that?? I couldn’t believe it when I first got the email. It was mind boggling.

If you do not get the gist of this ‘escalation’, this is like complaining someone’s car being not comfortable enough when that someone is sending you to the fucking hospital to save you from dying. If you still do not get the gist of it, well, you can also imagine this akin to a beggar making a police report that the coins you gave him aren’t new enough. Still do not get the gist of it?? Then you should fucking die.

I made a somewhat lengthy reply after that to my bosses about this whole fabricated mess, and luckily they understood what was going on and calmed the fuck down (and I was worried about that). But the disappointing thing was, my bosses still wanted to continue to be courteous after learning about The Hill Guy’s bullshit. I proposed to my boss ‘Let’s delay his shipment. That’ll teach the turd some lesson about being grateful…’ But it was turned down because apparently, it isn’t a ‘Company T’ culture to do such dishonorable thing. Yeah right, like it’s Company T’s culture to be of such low character and backstab people for their own gain… If this were to happen in Company Y, I’d have resorted to not send the whole fucking thing at all and watch The Hill Guy burn (I actually did this kind of thing before).

Anyway, I got the stuff sent out the same day as required, much to the chagrin of The Hill Guy (he wanted it shipped out faster than that, which I have no idea how. Teleportation?). But karma is a bitch, the database that handled the shipment had an expected error and shipment was stuck in the warehouse until late afternoon that day. Never heard of anything after that. Maybe he got fired or something.

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