After burying my head in the marketing textbook for numerous hours, i’m out for some breath. I wonder if its a psychological effect or a physical problem that when i start reading the textbook, i become giddy. Maybe i should go fishing and calm my soul before coming back to study. Life sucks. Especially during exam periods. Sheer loneliness. I miss my friends. Haiz…….

It’s really sweet to have a bunch of close friends which are very hard to come by to celebrate birthdays with you. On top of that, my close friends gave me a customized RUBY PORT  for my birthday! Woohoo… For me, its not just a celebration of my birthday but it is actually a celebration of our friendship together. Friends from all corners of my life. CHEERS to all of you and thanks for all the gifts… WAHAHA! Have to keep the post short. Needa do work liao.. Adios!

At this point in time..if you find that you have nothing to do…..you are in deep shit. God Bless.

I swear that was the most tiring Christmas i ever endured. Phobia Phobia Phobia….

Seems that i won’t be able to update my blog so frequently anymore. Simply because i’m half dead.

Scenario of the day!

Airbus 380 is being parked styloly at the airport.

Angmoh exclaiming to his friend: Hey look! That’s the Big Fat Bus!

(Also known as Dua pui bus in hokkien)

Salut!

Back to school. Learnt something interesting called the PINK MARKET mainly made up of gays and lesbians. Oh..really cant motivate myself to blog. Something blogged out of a half-dead zombie wouldn’t be nice to read i guess. Will blog when I’m more alive! Au revoir!

Wow! My mother actually scolded a vulgarity in hokkien! I’m seeing her in a new light. Absolutely astonishing.

Please don’t be mistaken..i’m not encouraging vulgarities.

But suddenly this imagination comes to my mind: Imagine a gentle and motherly mother who sings lullabies to put you to sleep scolding vulgarities out of a sudden. Hilarity.

Just for some of you to reminisce your childhood. Solely adapted from “Facebook” Hope i wont be sued for plagiarism.

 

if you were born in the 80’s in Singapore

   
 

You would remember:

You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse, Ninja turtles, Carebears, Robocop, My Little Pony and Smurfs.

You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You would squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.

You hated or loved the school nurse (she was either pretty or mean).

You know what SBC stands for.

You paid 40 cents for cartons of Chocolate or Strawberry milk every week in class.

Everyone’s wallet used to be the velcro type

It was cool to have pagers in primary school

SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushionwere red. The big red bell gave a loud BEEP! when pressed.

There were still bus tickets and bus conductors would come up to check them.

Envelopes were given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children’s Day.

You’ve probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who’s Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable.

You know what PETS are and the hidden animals in all the text pages. You hated penmanship.

Writing lines and caning hands were common, esp if you failed chinese spelling (caning was actually allowed. no shit).

You were there when they first introduced the MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery.

Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50.

Gals were fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls.

You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street.

You bought tidbits called beebee (20 cents per pack, 10 cents in MGS), and mamee (30 cents), that had a different sticker in it every time.

You carried a lunch box to school but either threw away the food or brought it back home again.

You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you.

Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven were probably the thickest
story books you thought you would ever read.

KFC used to be a high class restaurant that served food in plates and had metal forks and knives. (I dont remember this, anyone?)

The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS ‘chicken pie’…you just couldn’t bring yourself to say the hokkien translation.

Catching and pepsi-cola was the IN thing, and twist was the
magic word.

Your English workbooks were made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow.

You came to school 15 mins before the bell every morning just so you could copy someone’s homework.

CDIS was your best friend.

The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellized characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you math.

Waterbottles were slung around your neck and a must everywhere you went.

Boys loved to play soccer with small stones or tennis balls in the basketball court.

Girls played five stones and boys played with marbles.

Science was fun with the Balsam and the Angsana being the most important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fishes.

Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, immortalized in our minds from school textbooks.

We conducted experiments of our own to get badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc.

Every Children’s day and National day you either got pins or pens with ‘Happy Children’s Day 1993′ or useless plastic files with ‘Happy National Day 1994′.

You wore BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes.

Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.

You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school
to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes.

There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday (you hated them).

Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $2 or more for pocket mone everyday.

You saw Wee Kim Wee’s face in the school hall.

Boys liked catching fighting spiders, earthworms or tadpoles.

Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys.

Class monitors and prefects loved to say, “You talk somemore, I write your name ah!”

You got booked for muddy shoes in class.

There were at least 40 people in one class.

You brought every single book to school, even though there was a timetable.

There was a pro-yo/bumblebee, digimon craze at some point in time.

Money is indeed a powerful thing on earth. Its not only a form of exchange….it makes the world go round and it gives you the status. Lets face it…we are all prone to smile more towards people who have loads of money. Of course…there are exceptions.. loads of money but extreme arrogance really keeps people away. Because of money…i have been exercising my facial muscles for 4 hours a day.

Expression #1:Smiling is the number one basic. I guess its over-emphasized in the sales line. Just make sure you don’t have any lipstick or vegetable stuck on your teeth. If not…you will appear a Dumbo going around smiling. Also, it makes the customer embarrassed.

Expression #2: Surprised expression. It is considered a bonus if you can engage in a conversation with your customers. Sometimes the topic does seem a little dry but nevertheless its still good to act as if you are surprised by what they say. But be careful…don’t over do it.

Expression #3: Frowning. Right..we do have words in English language to bring about a contrast. Thats exactly the same concept. Frown when you beg to differ or when you are in query and then carry on with your opinion or your question.

Thats how i exercise my facial muscles. Of course..working in the airport allows you to come into contact with the never-ugly ang mohs and people from all over the world. Common situation occurs.

Below situations are very applicable when serving caucasians

Situation #1:

Customer with serious accent: ihhbjmmpoghfdszjhbhgcxf

Me: Sorry?

Customer with serious accent: ihhbjmmpoghfdszjhbhgcxf

Me (totally don’t understand): …………………………Ah…..yes yes yes….

Customer with serious accent: (Looks seriously puzzled)

Usually this kind of situation we will change topic right away….

Situation #2:

Customer with serious accent: Excuse me..what source is this bottle

Me: Sorry? Source?

Customer with serious accent: No….what source is this bottle

Me: Source?

Customer with serious accent: (Looking a little pissed and looking into my eyes…) What so-ize (size) is this bottle?

Me: Ahhhhh…..Size..oh its 1 litre Sir (well..it never appear to him that he can actually switch that word to ‘volume’)

Yes…thats what you get when working in the airport. Experience is what you need man…shall end here. People going into sales or service do think twice or thrice before doing it.

Being so engaged in my hectic schedule, putting hypocritical smile in the past few days and shouting at a group of people whom don’t quite really understand why we raise our voice. (They thought that their seniors are so deaf that they have to shout in order for them to hear)

Indeed, the new batches are really extremely hard to ascertain. We never know whats going on in their minds….and really..the younger generation are getting more liberal and will not hold back to give you a piece of their mind. Is it the maturity or is it that they are just simple-minded?They looked very LOST. The reflections are mere words which they heard over and over again from us. Only two are truthful..from what i heard. That differentiates them from the rest and that gives us hope. Well….it took me two to three years to fully understand what is taught. So i guess, we still have hope. But i just hope that it will not take longer than that.

As for the new group of leaders who will be working together and taking over the unit, i must say..i have indeed seen their efforts. There’s more to work on though but i believe they can and will make it. Even though there might be a little setbacks, they will work and push themselves forward. This is what i feel and i will be there to observe….

The disappointing thing is that….Senior Rebecca is going to leave us soon for her studies. I guess she’s the only senior which i feel there’s no generation gap in between us. That’s why we understand each others’ crap. A great guide she has been…she’s leaving us with ‘independence’ as our guide. Well…this is a phase that we will experience. Luckily i have Moli with me and we can always discuss stuff.. Whether to plot against someone or what…hahaha….Anyway..we just wish Senior Rebecca all the best for her future endeavor.. Wah lau…cliche cliche. Nevertheless, its our wishes for her. Senior Rebecca….you can see it right? Hahaha..Anyway, shall end this post. Au revoir!

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