Random Rant

Everyday, I play this game called “Let’s arrow the temp”, with me being the leading male character. Sometimes, I do my “siam the arrows” tricks or the “pretend-to-work-while-actually-msning” stunt, or my personal favorite: Roll on the floor and pretend to die.

Hate to say this but most of the time, I don’t win.

There seems to always be something to do, something that is so urgent that I have to stop my current work and have to do instead. Things like taking down a banner, and putting up a new one. Things like opening the letterbox to check for new mail at 10pm in the night. Things like writing a poem for some director guy whom I have never seen in my entire life. Things like going online to search for E-card so that we can wish a leaving colleague all the best in his new job.

Usually, all of that demands that whatever important job that my big boss assigned to be me to be put off temporary to help the CSOs do the stuff that they are supposed to be doing. In fact, work delegated to them, usually ends up on my desk, with me doing all the work, and them taking the credit. Sometimes, when the boss comments on a job well done of my co-workers, they shameless take credit. Right in front of my face some more, which usually has me staring at them in disbelief.

It’s not so much of the credit taking (Read: KS-ing in dota terms) that pisses me off. In fact, I don’t quite give a shit. It’s more of the fact that sometimes, after I finished something, they would attempt to modify it with disastrous results, and still pass it off as their work. Or in some cases, MY work when boss deems it not good enough.

Recently had been tasked with design of a poster for a 5v5 soccer tournament. After I source for pictures and create a masterpiece that rivals the Mona Lisa, the friggin bitch who asked me to help her took my soft copy and edited away most of the good parts and inserted typically CC elements in the posters. Examples include cheesy clip arts from Microsoft word and dull colour fonts. And she killed of a tag line that I thought of to make the poster exhibit a much more lively aspect. The final product is so bad that a kindergarten teacher would have no choice but to give a D- . There is a reason why a lot of young people from my generation ain’t interested in CC or grassroots activities. That is because there is a lot of badly designed posters and banners hanging around the CC. Those promotional materials actually serve to deter people from joining, that I’m pretty sure. The nice of saying it would be… It’s FUCKING BUTT UGLY.





You don’t want to know what’s the ugly way of saying it.