Project Stay Alive - Day 0
Twenty long-stemmed pink tulips, resting on my desk when I got back from lunch…
“Eh? What’s this?!?” I asked.
“You ask your husband lah!” my colleague cheekily replied.
Happy Valentines (or what’s left of it), everyone!
It’s been a long day
A one-day training that ended at 7pm. While interesting, it was information overload and my brain was fried by late evening.
New one-day contacts that behaved like it was in a desert and my eyes were the only water source around.
And the worst ever…(major rant coming):
Dinner at The Ming Room @ Bangsar Shopping Centre with The Fruit, Vege and Meat (and Mr. Meat). Dinner and the company was good. What spoilt it all was about five tables of china-pek who made so much noise, acted as if they were in some ciplak Chinese assembly hall, went for rounds and rounds of “yammmmmm seng” AND BL**DY EFFING SMOKED!!
The whole restaurant was filled with smoke. It was like a cheap nightclub. The smoke made my eyes even more dry, my clothes now stink and I have a pounding headache.
But I don’t blame the smokers. I have nothing against them.
I blame Ming Room management. If you can’t enforce a non-smoking rule in your air-conditioned restaurant for the comfort of the rest of your customers (who outnumbered the number of smokers), you deserved to be BANNED by non-smokers! Yes, you can’t do anything about how loud those people were…but surely you can do something about their smoking.
And what’s worst, when we asked if we could move to another table at one corner which was empty at that time, the waitress gave it a cursory glance and said it was booked. I watched that table the whole night and it remained empty the entire night. That is bad, poor service.
Nevermind that the food is good. I will never go back if I can help it.
An early Valentines
All my fault for never being able to keep secrets from hubby. All day long on last Thursday, I was bursting and bursting to tell him. And by evening, I bursted.
Anyways, since I gave him his early, I got mine early too! A lovely pink keychain (my current one damn cacat-ed…my keys keep falling out!) from one of my favourite shops.
Unexpected gifts!
On two separate occasions…
Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman.
A lovely lovely plant for CNY (will try to stop my track record for killing stuff…).
Thanks ever so much, both of you.
And it was absolutely lovely to be able to spend some time with you guys last night.