Farewell HP

Most of my colleagues are staying far away from me – PJ, Subang, Ampang and etc. They came all the way to Kepong for my farewell dinner. Actually, it was Sky who suggested to go to Menjalara’s Ketam Steamboat Restaurant for dinner. There were Sky, Lai, Bryan, Gan, Poh Keong + wife and Stanley + GF. We talked, laughed and joked… comparing to yesterday’s lunch… duh~

Going out with these bunch will never end with just dinner. They decided to go for second round at OverTime nearby (Wisma Fiamma). Coincidentally, Billy was attending a wedding dinner next door and he joined us after that. The guys were enjoying among themselves while I talked with the 2 ladies + Lai. Haha! He had sex change that night. We had a mini barrel of Starker and a bucket of Tiger, which tasted awful when mixed with leftover Starker.

It was almost 1am when we finally called it a day. At least everyone was still sober and safe to drive home.

Last Day @ HP

Yesterday was my last day with HP. Alright, it was not as joyful as I would want it to be. I wanted it to be as low profile as it could be. My closer bunch of colleagues planned for a farewell lunch, with Jacky coming early before his shift starts. We could never guess that Boss suggested the same thing. She wanted to go earlier, at 12pm so that they can make it back for a 2pm meeting.

I was seriously hoping Jacky would come in after 1pm but unfortunately he came super early. We asked him to go hide somewhere so that Boss will not see him and still believing that we are waiting for Jacky. But… it was too late when Boss came back from morning meeting and saw him. “Let’s go,” she said.

Okay, lunch with her was not that bad actually. This made it bad. Before going, she stood in front of my desk (Raymond’s actually), while looking left and right, at Jacky’s and Gan’s direction and said, “Today is your last day ya. So you got to decide where and what to eat.”

“Anything will do,” I responded. While trying to act cute and looking at Jacky, she asked “Is there any shops called ‘Anything’? No, right?”

“Yes, there is. In Singapore, I’d believed.” No idea why Jacky answered. She pissed me off and I think I blew it a little by raising my tone telling her, “Hey, seriously, we can go anywhere and eat”… in my head, of course. Lai was beside me and he sensed the anger from my face expression.

I prayed that she do nothing to piss me off again, else I’m gonna blow up for real. Sadly, she did it again. We went to Restoran 228 at Dengkil for ala-carte. She said to everyone, “She has to order everything today. So later pass the menu to her ya.” Okay, fine. I’ll play along. There were photos of 6 dishes on the main page of the menu. I looked at the waiter and told her, “Everything on this page, please.”

I was not sure if she sense it or she was just playing dumb with me. At the end, I ordered 2 dishes and the rest by Lai, as he knew I was pissed off. This was an awkward lunch.

Back in the office, I was busy clearing the stuffs in my laptop, uninstalling non-HP programs and applications; and drafting my farewell email πŸ™‚ I packed my bag at 16:30 as I have to pass my laptop and stuffs to Helen. When Boss saw me, she insisted to leave my laptop with them. I knew what they will do with it. Coincidentally, Helen walked over and she asked her. I was so happy when Helen asked me to pass to her later.

I got Lai to tagged along as I need an escort. Once I returned my tag to Helen, I will be locked in the office. So I need Lai’s tag to get out. Out of formality, I think it is better to just tell her that I will be going and a last goodbye. Bad decision. The usual stuffs, ‘all the best’ and ‘good luck’. Kit, while typing on his keyboard, says “sure not going to think about it?” and smirked. She was around too, asked “Taken photo already?” Shit! She handed her camera to Lai. Took one with Bryan. Then she said she want one too. I had an awkward smile. Lastly, one with Lai. She asked me to go around and take photo with everyone. Seriously, that was the reason why I want to leave quietly. I am not some kind of big shot in the team and I don’t like to go around and announcing my last day.

I went down to my car to pack my laptop into its original box which I have kept for a year plus; parking sticker, transponder, ActivKey and access tag into an envelope. Then Lai and I headed to 5th floor to pass these to Helen. I think I have startled her. Before this, she came to our floor with boss and asked, “When are you planning ti come up and see me? Or you are planning to leave just like that?” She surprised me although she was just kidding. I told her I will see her after 16:30. Again, the usual stuffs but from Helen, I sensed sincerity. Before leaving, she gave me a hug *awww* and offered to get me downstairs (I have returned my access card) but I told her that I’ve brought an escort, pointing at Lai.

Goodbye HP! Hope I’ll be back one day! πŸ™‚

Star Wars in Text!

A colleague shared an e-mail while monitoring agent’s ticket. Apparently, this agent sent the below e-mail to a user to check on her telnet issue.

From:
Sent: Thursday, November 24, 2011 2:42AM
To:
Subject: [GSD] Telnet test

Hi,

Regarding the call earlier to confirm on the telnet issue. Here is a fun way to test out if telnet client is working or not.

Kindly run below command:

telnet towel.blinkenlights.nl

This is watching Star Wars in Text via Telnet.

If you are able to view the results then it means that telnet is working fine which we do not have to reinstall the telnet as advice by the support team.

Looking forward to your reply.

I thought it was a joke shared among the team but he did really send it to the user and the telnet command actually worked. I tried it on my PC and honestly, I wouldn’t want to do it again. The text is too much. Here’s a screenshot:

Happy Birthday, Dad!

His birthday was on Friday, 4th November and we decided to treat him dinner. Surprisingly, he wanted western food. Dad doesn’t really fancy western food because he doesn’t dine on beef and choices are limited for him. We brought him to Tony Roma’s at eCurve.

Maybe it was due to his rare visits to diners like these, he was kind of anxious. Mom read him the menu, he observed the surrounding, awed at mat salleh who finished the entire course of dinner — appetizer + starter + main course + desserts. But he was not losing to them too… by helping to clear our plates! πŸ˜›

The whole dining experience was great but it did not have a good start. I called earlier for reservation, soon after we parked our car. The fella on the line did not let me finish my sentence and missed “… and a child” and gave us a side table. He promised to move us to a bigger round table as soon as it’s available. We patiently waited but turned out to be a disappointment because the manager forgot his promise and gave the table to someone else. We had to wait for another table, which was about 15 minutes later.

My last visit to Tony Roma’s at Sunway Pyramid was way better than here. The staffs, maybe.

Forget about the unhappy details. Wishing Dad a happy birthday and may all his wishes all come true but most important of all, a pink bill of health!

Lost With Pride

We advanced to finals. I guess we were not well-prepared and lost the game but we are proud with ourselves.

Lai and I participated in badminton mixed double in Decalympic, a sports event organised by the employees. Teams in GSD competed against each other in several sports. There were only 7 teams in this category and we started our match in quarterfinal. The first match was an easy win.

Yesterday was our semi-final match. The opponents were quite good, better than our first one. Fortunately, we managed to get through in 2 sets and advanced to Finals!

We heard from our colleague that our male opponent plays well and his smashes are powerful. I did not have the confident in winning actually but we gave our very best. We lost at the 3rd set, a close match. I felt disappointed but nevertheless, it was a great game!

I have nothing for the organiser exception complains. The schedule sucks, committee sucks, time management sucks! During our second match, it was supposed to start at 3:30pm but the committee appeared only 5 minutes before the scheduled start time.

The biggest complain I have is the linesman they got. This particular Indian linesman called an “in” for my opponent’s service even though it was an “out”! He did it on both of our games and to me! He did it again during Men’s Double final and almost got screwed by one of the player. He quit after than and replaced by someone else. Good for him.

There wasn’t any service judge and since we were not professional players, there were almost fault in all the services. At least get someone who is more familiar with the game.

Anyway, this was my first participation and also my last. Let’s keep this memory in a good way. πŸ˜›

Xiao Bai, RIP

Our beloved pet dog passed away “not so peacefully” this morning. He must be too saddened that Steve Jobs is leaving on his own and decided to accompanied him to a better place.

Every single days will not be the same again without you wagging your tails, greeting us ‘good morning‘ or ‘welcome home‘. Although my sandals and slippers will no longer be part of your diet but you will forever be missed.

For few months, he had not been feeling well. He didn’t bark at visitors or passerby, weighed down, loss of appetite and more. Before he passed away, he had been skipping his meals for two days straight. On Saturday morning, he vomited and couldn’t move at all. We could hear his heavy breathing even from inside of our house.

Gor drove around the area looking for vet that is willing to put him to sleep as we could not bear seeing him in this state. Unfortunately, none of them are willing to. He turned to his friends and they told him to let the dog be. Another friend even suggested to play Buddhist chants so that he will pass sooner. Since we couldn’t get a vet, that was the only option. Gor slept in the living room the entire night.

Until this morning… his breathing worsen. Gor went to nearby vet and drove him to our house to put him to sleep… and waited until he breathed his last. We buried him in our workshop, along with the Buddhist chant player, still playing.

At night, Belle kept asking “Where is Doggy?”

Steve Jobs, RIP

It was a very shocking news. When I first stepped into the office, my colleagues called me and said, “your idol passed away yesterday!” I was kind of dumbfounded as I have no idea who they were talking about.

The first thing I did once my laptop is up was login to Facebook. It was one platform where you can get the latest news immediately… and the news is real.

He died of cancer on October 5th, a day after Apple announced the not-so-anticipated iPhone 4S and among other things. Maybe he too was disappointed like how we did. That was a joke, of course. I’m not really a hardcore fans of Apple. The only Apple products that I have are iPhone and iPad. Not really into Macs.

Rest in Peace.

Unfair My Foot!

What will you do first if you want to resign from your current job? You would talk to your manager, wouldn’t you? Your reporting manager, that person’s name in the box above yous, connected with a solid line. Right? I did that today, to officially initiate my so-called disengagement process.

My situation is a little different. See, I used to worked and report to Manager Selfish (Let’s call her that). Then, there was an organisational restructure and I was aligned to a new team under Manager I-Think-Right but still doing the same job for Manager Selfish. Some times later, Manager I-Think-Right did a bad job and Manager Aussie took over. She is a fine manager, as far as I’m concerned. So, even in this situation, you would still need to talk to your direct manager, right? In my case, Manager Aussie.

I need to get all these sorted out so that I can start my new job as soon as possible. I do not have the obligation to inform Manager Selfish of my resignation but since I am still doing work for her account and out of courtesy and respect, I decided to inform her. I called on her mobile as she was away on medical leave. It was fine in the beginning of the call but her tone immediately took a sharp U-turn when she knew that I have talked to Manager Aussie. She said in Mandarin, “δ½ θΏ™ζ ·εšοΌŒεΎˆδΈε…¬εΉ³ε’§” — meaning what I did was unfair to her. I think she has forgotten that I am not her direct report anymore. But what the fuck. It’s my career for God’s sake. Why do I have to care whether this is fair or not. With the Concierge project on hold and giving us no specific time frame but just a “on hold, standby, any time”, she expect me to stay? She also said what I did made her look bad. Like I care.

Since she has such perception of me, I no longer need to be nice with her. I’ll need to prepare for her return next week.

Happy Birthday!

Every year without fail, PurpleGang (p.k.a. KNSGang) will celebrate my birthday, on eve. This year, we went to Brussels at Jaya One PJ. Coincidentally, there was a celebration on the start of Oktoberfest. We did not party for long as Yike’s daughter was around and it was way past her bedtime. We disbanded at around 12:30am the next day.

Other than my family, PurpleGang has been giving me lots of the best for my birthday. I didn’t really do any celebrating previously, other than dinner and candle-blowing at home. Apart from the sweet sweet memories, there was a bitter one too. It happened 3 years ago, on October 2nd, 2 minutes past midnight. I was on my way to meet with Ann and Louise at Pavilion, KL for a karaoke session and to celebrate my birthday as well. For only God knows why, instead of turning left, I drove straight into a deep and wide monsoon drain. My car was badly damaged and I broke my right collarbone. Surprisingly, I still managed to call them up to let them know that I can’t join them anymore. I was sent to the nearest hospital and they rushed to see how I was doing. I thank God for I am still here.

Back to present. Birthday wishes started pouring in, text messages, WhatsApp and on my Facebook wall. There are two very interesting messages:

It’s your birthday. So that makes you one year older. Hahahaha. Nuff said. Happy bday and enjoy your weekend. And just take up the offer. Cyberjaya is just too freaking far to find you for lunch.
— From my buddy of 13 years and confidante

Happy birthday. One year old, fast fast get outta HP.
— From colleague and a friend

In a little 2 hours plus, birthday would be over. Every year, it is a day which you would be looking forward to and when it is finally here, the day seems so short.

Anyway, I wish I have the best on this day and the rest of the year! Happy Birthday!