Would work at a place that pays you shitload of money but you'll have to do something that you don't really like or interested in or would you work at a place that pays you average salary but you get extreme satisfaction doing something you love?
My thought exactly.
If you follow my tweets, you should notice that I recently said how unhappy I am at work. I don't usually said stuff like this here on my blog before you know since my previous employer reads my blog and some of my posts did touched some raw nerves before but that was then. Now although I doubt my current employer reads this blog, the truth is it has come to the point that I don't care anymore. Boss, if you are reading this hello! Hope you'll understand.
I am very grateful for everything you have done for me. The generous pay, the patience and everything. The thing is I can't exactly say the same about my job. I don't like it. You may call me a good for nothing lazy slacker but PLC and industrial automation is just not my thing. I'd rather be freezing my ass in a server room or spent hours fixing computers or at least learn how to program. Those are the things that I enjoy. And that thing with the MOF? It's not my fault that the officers hated me for lodging a complaint to their boss. It's what you expected me to do. It's not my fault that government officers are a bunch of seriously lazy, fat bureaucrats. You should know better by now. The government officers, they have their own ways of doing things. The truth is I just pissed them off really bad with my report so now they want me to suffer by delaying our application and site visit. And one more thing, you can't settle every problem with lunch or a cup of coffee. Unless of course there's some money transfer involved during that meeting.
So here I am very stressed and going out of my mind. You don't see that because on the outside I'm just my old relaxed and cool self. I hide my emotions well. I lash them out with words. Like here.
There may come a day that I become seriously tired and disillusioned with all this shit that I might just walk away from all this. There's more to life than money, company trips, bonuses and commissions. The only thing that's standing in the way of that is my monthly bills and mortgage.
Someday, who knew.
6 March 2012
My new work requires me to deal with a lot of factories and plants including TNB, the country's national power provider. To be able to work for them, we are required to attend this occupational safety and health induction course where we sit for a test and if we pass, gets this passport for entry card into any of their premises and plants. So my company paid for the course fees and I get my ass to the National Institute of Occupational Safety & Health in Bangi for the course.
The course itself was pretty boring but yet gave me a useful introduction and insight into some important occupational safety stuff. The speaker Mr Affandi tried his best to engage us with his talk, cracking jokes, telling stories and stuff to keep us interested and not fall asleep. Overall I think we enjoyed ourselves throughout the course especially when there's more than enough entertainment provided by Mr Affandi and also some clowns, I mean fellow participants of the course.
The only complaint I have is of course the mediocre food. After paying 250 per head per day, I'd expect a more delicious food from the organizer. Not fancy restaurant delicious food but at least some thing we all like to eat at home kind of food. Breakfast and lunch at NIOSH basically reminds me of the dreadful food I had for 5 years at boarding school.
The highlight of the course was of course the test itself. In the morning, they made us sit for this trial test which looks pretty similar to the actual test later in the afternoon. The actual test contains 20 questions which revolves around what was written in the module and also topics that the speaker has been lecturing all day. If you read the book or at least paid some attention to the speaker, you'd have no problem answering and getting at least 12 corrects to pass. Well, I for once am very confidence of passing this test since I paid attention and read through the book twice. We'll know in a couple of days.
4 March 2012
As a self-confessed tech-enthusiast, I'd like to have the best possible gadget for my everyday use. When it comes to mobile phones and particularly smart-phones, there's only one model that I will consider - the Apple iPhone. I have bought and use practically every generation of the iPhone from the 1st original iPhone, the 3G, 3GS and currently the iPhone 4. They just gets better with every iteration. Wish I could say the same for Android phones but my experience so far with them has been rather dismal to say the least.
Naturally when people ask me which phone to buy or which one is the best, I'd quickly recommend the iPhone. My wife thought the same too hence the reason she bought an iPhone 3G last year. And when one of our kids accidentally broke it, she bought yet another iPhone. When our lovely daughter Mia broke that one too, she had to be without her favorite smartphone for nearly 2 months. Mia accidentally drop the phone on the floor and the LCD inside scratched so badly, she could barely use the phone with much difficulty. During that painful 2 months without her iPhone, my wife suffered what they call the iPhone withdrawal syndrome. She kept borrowing my iPhone every time I wasn't looking to check her Facebook or Twitter feed or play games or browse the Internet when she can do just about the same thing on the PC. Like so many before her, once you have used the iPhone, you keep wanting for more of the same. No other phone can quite cut it.
So today my wife can't take living without her iPhone anymore and decided to get it repaired at Low Yat Plaza (where else). I know this little mobile phone repair shop on the 1st floor where I I've sent countless phones before for repair, including my previous iPhone for the last 2 years or so. So far I am very pleased with their work and apart from their pretty reasonable price, this shop won't try to rip me off or cheat me like the last shop I frequently go to at the same mall. I wish I could show you a photo of the shop but I just don't have any in my collection right now, maybe some other time. In the end the shop replaced the cracked LCD and they also fixed the faulty home and power button for just RM250. Trust me, other shops would charge you twice that price or even more. After today, my wife goes home happy and everything in the world is right again.
While waiting for the phone to be repaired, we spent the entire day at the Pavilion shopping mall nearby in Bukit Bintang. I have only been to this mall once before and it has a reputation for selling really expensive stuff that's beyond the means of regular folks like you and me. It also has a another stereotype where DSLR-totting adolescents come to hang out with their friends and girlfriends to take pictures of the mall or themselves. Hence the reason why I'd rather go to any other place than Pavilion. Heck they even have a song by an indie band titled "Pavilion is for losers". I'm not kidding, try Google that.
Anyway stereotype aside, this place is really expensive, including the food. After wandering aimlessly for close to 4 hours we went downstairs to the Food Republic food court to grab something to eat. Most of the meals starts from RM7 which is not too uncommon in KL but the drinks were clearly cutthroat from RM3 onwards. I don't know about you but I have this mentality of avoiding places that charge exorbitant prices for something that costs way less elsewhere just because they operate in a fancy mall. That's the same reason why I've never been to Starbucks, ever and avoid similar expensive cafes and establishment whenever possible. Perhaps well-off or rich people might scoff at this but me, I would think twice or more before throwing my hard-earned money at such places.
As a summary, Pavilion just like KLCC is quite nice if you'd like to go for an evening stroll or window-shopping. Other than that, it's just another fancy, expensive mall that's built solely for the rich or tourists.
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