Thanks Papa, for sales!

Wow…Ministry of Press has a sale! It’s a crazy sale!!!! Grrr…The last time I made a shirt (I think it was for S) – it was for 60 bucks!!! Kill meeeeee….

Thanks Papa, for my dear Ms See!

I was out for lunch with Ms See – I haven’t seen her for the longest time. She just made this comment “When I see you on FB and I look at your photos, it’s always the same people: Ms Humble and Ms Friendly.”

Hahaha…I thought it was really funny because she continued to elaborate, “Ms Humble’s always either on your left, or your right; or in different shirts”

Hilarious. The way Ms See puts it is so…true! Even in church they call us chopstick-sisters *groan*

Oh well…thank God for Ms Humble anyway

Oh anyway Ms See says she may drop by Christmas at Katong That would be great! I even told her about our cell party. So hopefully she can make it for either one.

Time to bruch my teeth and get back cracking!

Thanks Papa, for my family’s actions and words

I am waiting for SN to come back before I can go for lunch.

I was just telling Ms Humble what I told my granny the other day. I was on medical leave on Tuesday (if my memory serves me well). So I was having lunch with her at home. She started off the conversation by asking me in cantonese about my current job. She said she heard that I switched jobs. So I nodded and took the opportunity to tell her that’s the reason why she doesn’t see me often. Then she asked me about my monthly salary. I hesitated but I blurted it out without thinking. Sigh. That’s so me isn’t it? Almost immediately after I said it, I regreted my decision to tell her. Ms Humble was shocked that I told her. I was shocked myself at my instantaneous answer as well. Gah. After my grandmother heard the amount, she pondered for a while and said “No wonder you try to give me money.” Funny…I ALWAYS offer but she just refuses the offer. I mean I thought giving money to her was the “right thing to do” and I didn’t know earning a certain amount would be directly proportional to me giving her money? Does that make sense? Sigh

Oh well…

On a more lighter note, as I was rushing out of the house yesterday, my brother said his usual “BYE JIE!!!”. As I waved to him, he ran down and asked me “So you work in a bank right?”, to which I nodded. He then replied “So you must earn alot of money.” I told him that I didnt and he said the darnest thing which totally cracked me up “But you must…because you count money for the bank!”

HAHAHAHAHAAHH! He’s just so funny!

Anyway hmmm…my mother has a very strange habit. I think many of my friends do…I shall elaborate another day since I’m starving and I want to run out to eat now…have a blessed rest of the week everyone!

Thanks Papa, for an embarrassing moment :P

My boss came round to my desk to pass me a document. I quickly glanced through because I wanted to see whether I needed to ask him any questions. Something caught my eye so I shouted out my boss’ name. Guess what I blurted out…?

“DAD!!!“

Gosh. SN heard it and he burst out laughing. My boss on the other hand didn’t really hear me, so he walked over to my desk and asked “What did you say?”. I was really embarrassed so I kept laughing (I believe I was blushing as well). SN kept nudging me to say so I did. I confessed to my boss “I called you dad.”

Mr boss was really amused

Hahahahah! Gosh, and I was just thinking in the morning that I had to watch what I say and really think before I speak. Gah!

Thanks Papa, for dodgy ppl? >:(

My boss proudly marched to me today, with an empty bottle in his hand and said “I FINISHED MY WATER!”. Gosh…sometimes he’s like a little kid. Men are like little kids.

Men…

Speaking of men, they are a bunch of …………….. sigh.

I got an email from a counterparty saying “Hi dear, are you having dinner later? If yes, will you be kind enough to accompany me for dinner?”

How gross is that? Calling me dear…., ESPECIALLY when I’m his client. That’s incredibly unprofessional. I’ve been bearing with it for this long. Well, it’s good that he emailed so I could reply him “I’ve got plans lah…and don’t call me dear. Your girlfriend is your dear.” To which he replied “Ok no problem”

I don’t go out with guys alone now, except for my best buddies (like Mr Eu, Mr Kons, Pseudo, Mr Loy, Kor). Other than that…nah-ah… And this guy’s just….grrrr…all I can say is I pity his girlfriend.

Men….

Boys….

Why are most of them so dodgy?

Thanks Papa, for the family at work

I tell you…I feel like such a wife to my Boss – I constantly nag at my Boss about his intake of plain water and it’s really funny because he was sick the last two weeks, so I just made an observation “You can’t eat your Indian medicine and expect to recover. You need to drink a lot of water. YOU DON’T DRINK ENOUGH WATER!”. To which, he replied with just a defensive laugh, saying “I do…(trail off)… I do drink.” And I just refuted and said “That particular bottle of water I see was from last week…I didn’t see the water level go down AT ALL.” He had nothing to say after that. Another time, he was drinking his coffee when he proudly marched to me, showed me his coffee and said “See…I do drink water!”. Then I immediately said frostily “Coffee dehydrates, Boss”. He was also speechless after that.

And more often than not, whenever he goes out of the office to meet his clients, I would always say “Hey! What time are you coming back?” and when he comes in later than normal from his client-meetings, I would text him “Where are you now?”. I remember my Boss telling me once “Even my wife doesn’t talk to me like that!” Hhahahahaha!

Gosh… .. .

I really feel like some wife

I was just telling that to SN and he almost spit out the water he was drinking – he was really amused! Hahaha!

Speaking of Smelly Neighbour, I think our relationship is likened to a brother-sister relationship. We always fight, but at the end of the day, we end up talking normally. Sometimes he can’t stand me, and the feeling’s mutual. He seems to know how I’d react to things, or maybe I’m just THAT readable. For example, today, I was drinking a bottle of mineral water and because I’m next to the carton, he said “Hannah, please throw a bottle over” and immediately my face lit up. He probably saw my evil look and in that split second, he corrected himself “Wait,wait…can you pass a bottle of water to me please?” He knew that I was going to throw the bottle at him. It’s so hilarious I tell you.

Things I do and say in the office The people I deal with everyday as well I thank you Papa for bringing these oddballs into my life. And I pray for this oddball of myself that I would be able to be used mightily and powerfully in my workplace!

Thanks Papa for letting me whine to Ms Humble

Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore, honor God with your body (1 Cor 6: 19-20)

I had to whine to somebody so I emailed Ms Humble. EVERYONE was eating potato chips but I had to refrain. At least I did I’m really hoping my memory will not fail me when I eat this week, and for the rest of my lifetime lah. Everything needs to have a balance. And what more, I’m sick now. Sigh.

I was just telling my two colleagues about what the doctor said. When we went for our tea, one of them said sternly, “Okay…Teh-o for you” before I could even open my mouth – I couldn’t even protest. I suppose I have to be, like what Ms Humble would say, guai to recover.

I shall strive to eat food without chilli, and drink a whole load less milk (sob).

End note: DO YOU KNOW THAT MILO HAS CAFFEINE?!?!! Gosh!

Thanks Papa for your children.

Just wander what did you all do there, sing song, pray then?

Wow, this is like the third person asking me that. I realised that alot of my non-christian friends ask me this question – what we actually do in church. And I just realised that alot of my friends whom I want to bring to church all come from a somewhat…complicated background and they all smoke. Just a few observations, before I get cracking at work again!

Thanks Papa, for allergies??

I just got my tea, I refuse to waste it.

Good on ya, mate Boss! My boss makes the funniest comments at the wierdest moments.

My office has a vending machine that dispenses tea, coffee, whatever you want. That silly man went to grab a tea. When he came back, I told him his client arrived already. So he went into his room, grabbed his stuff and tried to balance his cup of tea in another hand. He looked at me and said the above. I really didn’t need to know but since he said something, I just looked over, smiled and continued with whatever that I needed to do.

Last week I told my boss I was feeling sick. He offered his medicine, some Indian equivalent of a Sinseh’s medicine. He highly recommended it but it just looked too dodgy. It reminded me of one time when Mr Wee came down to my office to pass me Chinese medicine (wow, that was really years ago, in 2002). I tried his medicine and before I knew it, I was bloated and feeling like crap. When I went home, my mother couldn’t recognise me because I was THAT bloated in the face

I’m allergic to so many things. Sigh. Yesterday, the doctor was suggesting an elimination diet since he suspects I’m allergic to milk (double sigh) and my gastric is caused by too much chilli. So I am not really eating both at this point of time……..sigh. I need to constantly remind myself not to do so because it’s become a habit

Like yesterday I met Ms Humble for my second dinner and I actually ordered ……… fried tofu with chilli and ice cream! I just totally forgot! And today, I dropped by one of those 7-11 outlets and bought a cheese sandwich. Gah! Papa, help me remember that I can’t eat chilli or drink milk for the time being!

Thanks Papa for randomness AGAIN!

I saw Mr Eu (aka Mr Ex) online yesterday and IF I HADN’T MSN-ed HIM THAT IDIOT WOULD TAKE HIS OWN SWEET TIME TO CONTACT ME. Grrrr…Anyway I’m glad he’s back from some part of Australia because I’ll be meeting up with him! It’s always nice to catch up with my college sweetheart. Hur hurr…that sounded so wrong. Oh speaking of erm…guys, Mr Shrek texted me about my car so I replied but because I didn’t know who it was, my second message to him was “who are you ah?” The number resembled both my neither-here-nor-theres. Gosh! Okay, enough of guys, for now.

Chilli padi has mycoplasma infection. What the heck is that?? Apparantly she googled it and it’s also known as walking pneumonia. How scary is that? Gosh, I’ve already been nagging at her not to eat so much spicy food. I shall nag at her again, and pray for her.

Speaking of nag, I realise I nag at my boss quite a bit. He’s quite tickeld at me when I do that, especially when I tell him to drink more water. Gosh.

Andddd speaking of work, I’m really amused at the dynamics between SN and his boss. There’s always a certain degree of miscommunication for some reason. Like today, SN grabbed his boss’ documents from me and minutes later, his boss asked me to his room to ask me why the forms were sitting on his table again. So I looked through the glass panel at SN and looked back at his boss. SN just shrugged at me. Then his boss just told me “You know what he needs – a wife”
HAHAHAHAHA….Hilarious!!!

Something else that is funny – my bosses. SN’s and my bosses always have “discussions”. Their discussions always seem intense and serious – both of them seem to be shouting at each other. So when they came out of the room, I turned to them and asked them “Are you guys ok?” and my silly boss just laughed. He said “Of course we’re okay! We love screaming at each other”
Gosh…doesn’t it sound like a husband-and-wife-dynamic?