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Thursday, December 13, 2007


For the very first time i've got so pissed after about 6 months in this new place.

I was told that i HAD to attend a systems training. Next, my big big boss say during a supposedly daily communications, that we should all TRY to attend even though its scheduled at an unearthly hour...9PM to 10.30PM!!!

Then my boss called and asked if we are all attending. I said fine...thinking that the OTHER side would be really busy with their stuff...then it only be nice if i attend so that it shows that the team did do their part in supporting the efforts of whoever who organised this.

Next, i was treated to left-overs Macdonalds. Fine..the first second i walked into the room, i heard my big boss say that THIS training was meant for NON CA staff. Then i looked at him, gave him a "BUT I AM FROM CA" look. He looked at me and smiled.

Then i realised NON from the local team is attending the training...i thot "fine, they could be really busy, thats why." But halfway through the training, i had a need to use the ladies, the usual one which is situated outside in the lobby is in total darkness because the building management had shut them off. Desperate, i went into the local team office thinking that they are all there, the toilet lights must be still on.

I was in entire shock when i enter into their office. NOT A SINGLE SOUL WAS THERE WORKING OT!!!!!! NOT EVEN THAT WOMAN WHO CALLED AND ASKED US TO ATTEND THE TRAINING!!!

I got so pissed, that i went in told my colleagues abt it and was comtemplating to leave asap.

Time now is 10.30pm. My big boss asked the "What the fuck are you toking about" indian speaking, head shaking trainer if he is ending soon...he mentioned he needs another 10 to 15 mins more and its done. Guess what my big boss did? "OH..ok..i only booked the room till 10.30pm. Please wrap up fast." was what he said and he push the door and walked out right there and then. I guess there was no need for me to stay as well..so i followed him behind..not even giving the trainer any face.

Firstly, please explain why is there a need for me to attend the training when all the modules that is being gone through has NOTHING and its NEVER going to help me in my daily task?

Secondly, i DON'T even need the bloody system to handle enquires. For one direct point, i don't handle enquires, and i DO NOT need to understand the system to answer clients enquires. Another direct point is...i do my work..i know my stuff...I DO NOT EVEN NEED TO REFER TO THE SYSTEM TO ANSWER WHAT THE CLIENT IS ASKING!! I follow through each and every events, each and every single entry is passed through my hands. What would i not know what happen in between the events? PLS! I AM THE ONLY FULL TIME DOING FOREIGN EQUITIES!!! I even helped...i say helpED you answer an enquiry even though my documents are far away in CHAI CHEE!!

Thirdly, YOU say we are to attend the training. THEN WHERE WERE YOU??? YOU AIN"T EVEN WORKING UR ASS OFF IN THE BLOODY OFFICE!

Tell me how to willingly work for you, when u can't even convince me that you are a good boss.

Bloody hell. I am ain't going to sacrifice and weekends and after hrs to clear YOUR SHIT!!!

11:34 pm

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