8 to 5.30

hello world, as of 0800hrs today, the 26th of December 2007 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEOPOOT ENJOY HK!), i have become a meaningfully employed individual of our nation's working population, bonded by an actual contract that includes cpf payoffs and for a monthly pay that will do far more than sustain my lofty material pursuits, a great leap away from what came the closest to passing off as working experience in my resume: 3weeks spent at my dad's office photoshopping every single sample sheet he could find for a meagre pay of 450bucks. zzz.

and all i did the whole day was to bury my nose in a stack of training notes of a thickness never seen since before the As ended. and i ploughed through the stack four.bloody.times given that i really had nothing to do and the people who were supposed to train me were on urgent leave. other than that i was taught to help pick up other people's phone calls, one duty i dodged as much as i could by pretending that i was super absorbed in the mountain of paper, because i had ZERO knowledge on what a quotation, sales order or delivery note was.

lucky for me uncle chew's son was present, so there was someone my age i could actually talk to during lunch. considering our parents have been friends since forever and we've seen each other around for as long as i can remember yet hardly ever spoken, it didn't feel THAT weird talking. most of the colleagues are nice, but the people i sit around look pretty unfriendly erps.

i have to keep reminding myself i need the money to pull through this, i guess :(