for the past two months (5mar-4may), i had been slogging at Sentosa Office's Finance Dept. being the "bumming is my true nature" person (and yes, the ex-president and recent drop-put of my own establishment - The Bummer's Academy of Fine Bumming), it was a tough experience. i realised i was juggling two jobs. my admin job and my tuition job. i worked 6 days a week for 2 months. obviously, i had not met any criteria worthy of a place in BAFB... and so, kong took over my position.

during those 2 months, i thought i went to hell for the first few weeks. i felt alien. i felt wrong. jessica chew and numbers/maths have always been a mismatch. why did i accept the job? i asked myself that too. was i outta my mind? did i hit my head on a wall? i thought: i knew it was a mistake to answer that call from the Sentosa HR dept with sleepy eyes and a groggy mind. but part of me reasoned: hey, you said you never want to do desk-bound jobs in future. why not try this out to reaffirm that you are really unsuited for such jobs? nothing to lose. if you have not tried, how can you be so sure? (and so, i was reaffirmed...)

many a times, i had suicidal tendencies during work. i had thoughts of killing myself with a staple bullet. but of course, no idiot would die of that! i ever thought of killing myself with several paper cuts... but somehow all papers seemed blunt. i even thought of killing myself with the electric letter-opener... but my finger can't fit into it. but after a few weeks, i was finally getting used to the workload, the lack of being able to slack off, and well, the management.

i met a few people whom i like and could get along well with. one event that helped me feel better about my job was the stock-taking day. i got to travel round Sentosa. got to visit the Golf Club with all it's splendor. got to ride the buggy. got a bird's eye view of Sentosa Cove. got to check out how dirty a kitchen can be. got to know that looking at the background of all operations, the place isn't that alluring after all. got to see scandalous caucasians hanging out at IlLido. got to experience what's it like to be in a 0 deg celcius chiller in my freakin' shorts and tee. got to test out my endurance level in a stuffy container counting loads and loads and loads and loads of dry goods in record time at like 10pm++. got to test out how great my mental sums and times table are at the Cool Deck where i count an infinite amount of different alcoholic and non-alcoholic bottled beverages without succumbing to the temptation of stealing one bottle. fortunately, my mental sums and times table were a-ok and applaudable. got to correct that cute teen at the deck too. got to oggle for a few seconds at 2 surprsingly gd-looking auditors (or perhaps i was seeing things cuz it was pretty late at night and i was tired). it was a one-day thing, but i'll always remember it!

on my last day of work, i was glad that things ended off well. my manager was truly going all out of something for me. she brought me and some of my colleagues (fouziah, sri and kishan) to Sakae Sushi at Siloso Beach. she ordered many plates delicious food and was so worried that we were not full, so she kept ordering more. we got to eat an Italian dessert in 3 different flavours. it actually has many layers of ice-cream and the base is a form of jelly and the shape is very unique. the taste? obviously, HEAVENLY! the 3 flavours were: Peach Fantasia, Apple Sensation and (our fave) Tartufo!! after the meal, my manager treated us to the Sky Ride at the Luge! sri was hilarious as she was so afraid of height and was video conferencing with her husband while crying out, "I WANT TO GET DOWN!" kishan was like, "ok let's get down" and he almost lifted the handle bars while we were like in mid air. sri was so frightened that she closed her eyes. hahaha. later on, we hopped onto a Red Line Bus that had an open-aired top. we ended up returning to work at 3.15pm. WOW! i felt very honoured that she'll do so much for me (who's just a temp). kishan told me this was the first ever time a temp got such treatment. past temps and interns were never that lucky. awwww... shucks..... who can resist me? hahhaahaha just kidding!

i never thought i'd cry... in fact i didn't cry until the last moment. when i had to part with fouziah as we were heading different directions. i couldn't help it. seeing her eyes well up with tears, i realised my became teary too. i certainly missed her the most cuz she was like a 2nd mum to me at work and she was always so thoughtful and caring towards me. i wish she'll get better treatment in the future. she's so kind and optimistic and soft-hearted that i am a little afraid that others may dump some of their work at her desk. haiz... office politics... something i experienced myself. well, fruitful, eventful... learnt a lot aft this job. i must admit wad i learnt will be useful in my future business so that's a good sign!

well, i gotta go submit my online application to BAFB... kong told me she doesnt mind that i resume my position as president but i would have a black mark on my record ): oh well, better than nothing....

for the past two months (5mar-4may), i had been slogging at Sentosa Office's Finance Dept. being the "bumming is my true nature" person (and yes, the ex-president and recent drop-put of my own establishment - The Bummer's Academy of Fine Bumming), it was a tough experience. i realised i was juggling two jobs. my admin job and my tuition job. i worked 6 days a week for 2 months. obviously, i had not met any criteria worthy of a place in BAFB... and so, kong took over my position.

during those 2 months, i thought i went to hell for the first few weeks. i felt alien. i felt wrong. jessica chew and numbers/maths have always been a mismatch. why did i accept the job? i asked myself that too. was i outta my mind? did i hit my head on a wall? i thought: i knew it was a mistake to answer that call from the Sentosa HR dept with sleepy eyes and a groggy mind. but part of me reasoned: hey, you said you never want to do desk-bound jobs in future. why not try this out to reaffirm that you are really unsuited for such jobs? nothing to lose. if you have not tried, how can you be so sure? (and so, i was reaffirmed...)

many a times, i had suicidal tendencies during work. i had thoughts of killing myself with a staple bullet. but of course, no idiot would die of that! i ever thought of killing myself with several paper cuts... but somehow all papers seemed blunt. i even thought of killing myself with the electric letter-opener... but my finger can't fit into it. but after a few weeks, i was finally getting used to the workload, the lack of being able to slack off, and well, the management.

i met a few people whom i like and could get along well with. one event that helped me feel better about my job was the stock-taking day. i got to travel round Sentosa. got to visit the Golf Club with all it's splendor. got to ride the buggy. got a bird's eye view of Sentosa Cove. got to check out how dirty a kitchen can be. got to know that looking at the background of all operations, the place isn't that alluring after all. got to see scandalous caucasians hanging out at IlLido. got to experience what's it like to be in a 0 deg celcius chiller in my freakin' shorts and tee. got to test out my endurance level in a stuffy container counting loads and loads and loads and loads of dry goods in record time at like 10pm++. got to test out how great my mental sums and times table are at the Cool Deck where i count an infinite amount of different alcoholic and non-alcoholic bottled beverages without succumbing to the temptation of stealing one bottle. fortunately, my mental sums and times table were a-ok and applaudable. got to correct that cute teen at the deck too. got to oggle for a few seconds at 2 surprsingly gd-looking auditors (or perhaps i was seeing things cuz it was pretty late at night and i was tired). it was a one-day thing, but i'll always remember it!

on my last day of work, i was glad that things ended off well. my manager was truly going all out of something for me. she brought me and some of my colleagues (fouziah, sri and kishan) to Sakae Sushi at Siloso Beach. she ordered many plates delicious food and was so worried that we were not full, so she kept ordering more. we got to eat an Italian dessert in 3 different flavours. it actually has many layers of ice-cream and the base is a form of jelly and the shape is very unique. the taste? obviously, HEAVENLY! the 3 flavours were: Peach Fantasia, Apple Sensation and (our fave) Tartufo!! after the meal, my manager treated us to the Sky Ride at the Luge! sri was hilarious as she was so afraid of height and was video conferencing with her husband while crying out, "I WANT TO GET DOWN!" kishan was like, "ok let's get down" and he almost lifted the handle bars while we were like in mid air. sri was so frightened that she closed her eyes. hahaha. later on, we hopped onto a Red Line Bus that had an open-aired top. we ended up returning to work at 3.15pm. WOW! i felt very honoured that she'll do so much for me (who's just a temp). kishan told me this was the first ever time a temp got such treatment. past temps and interns were never that lucky. awwww... shucks..... who can resist me? hahhaahaha just kidding!

i never thought i'd cry... in fact i didn't cry until the last moment. when i had to part with fouziah as we were heading different directions. i couldn't help it. seeing her eyes well up with tears, i realised my became teary too. i certainly missed her the most cuz she was like a 2nd mum to me at work and she was always so thoughtful and caring towards me. i wish she'll get better treatment in the future. she's so kind and optimistic and soft-hearted that i am a little afraid that others may dump some of their work at her desk. haiz... office politics... something i experienced myself. well, fruitful, eventful... learnt a lot aft this job. i must admit wad i learnt will be useful in my future business so that's a good sign!

well, i gotta go submit my online application to BAFB... kong told me she doesnt mind that i resume my position as president but i would have a black mark on my record ): oh well, better than nothing....