Monday, September 10, 2007
Waiting till the cows come home
As a rule, nobody likes waiting. I used not to mind it. I would sit patiently at bus stops, just waiting for that vehicle of a certain number to carry me to my destination to screech to a stop in front of me. Then board it. And just chug along to wherever I needed be. And I would wait for friends, relatives. For some reason, guy friends keep me waiting the most *lol* But most of all, I would while away my life waiting for God to bring certain things to pass in my life. Career, relationships...
But now that I am working, I no longer like to wait. I have to learn to compose myself when people take longer to come to their points in conversations sometimes. But the grandaddy of all waitings has got to be waiting for your relatives to pick you up after work, at least at this moment when I am typing this. I am exaggerating very little when I say that I have grown extremely weary of it. Especially when you follow another relative very early in the morning just so that he can drop you off at work. So in effect, I put in 12 hours of work each day, not exactly because I have to in terms of workload, but because I have to wait for a convenient time to be picked up.
I know, I really should not be complaining, especially when this means I am saving transport money and you can say, time *groan* It is only the mental drainage of sitting too long in front of your PC, because you don't want to waste your waiting time unwinding because that will mean backlog the next day. And having to get up earlier and go home later than you are supposed to, when your body's all fatiqued.
So it was real nice when Mister gave me a lift home last week, before official knock-off time. Hey, I guess I am entitled to it, given the fact that I come in an hour earlier than others? Anyway I was home nice and early, when the sun was still shining and settled down into a cozy nap. *Bliss*
I also managed to claim my off day, which I used to visit the National Museum. I saw The Prince of Gowns, Benny Ong's works, which featured 10 gowns of his design. Interesting! It was a great feeling, to be away from work when everyone else is working.
By the way, I found a stall selling Kee Wah mooncakes from Hong Kong at Takashimaya basement! Delighted, I rushed down to buy the large box of its oh-so-delicious butter egg rolls which I did not get for myself when I was down in HK last month. I will always miss HK, with its great and cheap food and transportation, cool service, vibrant environment in general. It is hard to be bored there. I miss luncheon meat instant noodles, almond drink, herbal tea, guiling gao, dim sum... And I miss Victoria's Peak with its breeze and great view of HK, Stanley for its quaint seaside town-ness. I even miss our hostel, Dragon Hostel (Mongkok) despite not really sleeping well cos of the fact that the room din have a window and the bed creaks haha. Miss the proprietors, Stanley and his cute father. Strangely, I even miss the odour of the smelly toufu that perpetually hang about the ground level of our hostel building, which I had sworn never to eat after an experience swallowing it in S'pore. And I kinda regret not eating :p heehee.
And yes, in case you are still wondering, I am still waiting....
But now that I am working, I no longer like to wait. I have to learn to compose myself when people take longer to come to their points in conversations sometimes. But the grandaddy of all waitings has got to be waiting for your relatives to pick you up after work, at least at this moment when I am typing this. I am exaggerating very little when I say that I have grown extremely weary of it. Especially when you follow another relative very early in the morning just so that he can drop you off at work. So in effect, I put in 12 hours of work each day, not exactly because I have to in terms of workload, but because I have to wait for a convenient time to be picked up.
I know, I really should not be complaining, especially when this means I am saving transport money and you can say, time *groan* It is only the mental drainage of sitting too long in front of your PC, because you don't want to waste your waiting time unwinding because that will mean backlog the next day. And having to get up earlier and go home later than you are supposed to, when your body's all fatiqued.
So it was real nice when Mister gave me a lift home last week, before official knock-off time. Hey, I guess I am entitled to it, given the fact that I come in an hour earlier than others? Anyway I was home nice and early, when the sun was still shining and settled down into a cozy nap. *Bliss*
I also managed to claim my off day, which I used to visit the National Museum. I saw The Prince of Gowns, Benny Ong's works, which featured 10 gowns of his design. Interesting! It was a great feeling, to be away from work when everyone else is working.
By the way, I found a stall selling Kee Wah mooncakes from Hong Kong at Takashimaya basement! Delighted, I rushed down to buy the large box of its oh-so-delicious butter egg rolls which I did not get for myself when I was down in HK last month. I will always miss HK, with its great and cheap food and transportation, cool service, vibrant environment in general. It is hard to be bored there. I miss luncheon meat instant noodles, almond drink, herbal tea, guiling gao, dim sum... And I miss Victoria's Peak with its breeze and great view of HK, Stanley for its quaint seaside town-ness. I even miss our hostel, Dragon Hostel (Mongkok) despite not really sleeping well cos of the fact that the room din have a window and the bed creaks haha. Miss the proprietors, Stanley and his cute father. Strangely, I even miss the odour of the smelly toufu that perpetually hang about the ground level of our hostel building, which I had sworn never to eat after an experience swallowing it in S'pore. And I kinda regret not eating :p heehee.
And yes, in case you are still wondering, I am still waiting....
Labels: Review, Saya Affairs, Travel Diary
// posted by Jenn @ 7:22 PM 
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