Telling ain't Teaching

Kalau dah lebih dari pukul 7, tapi masih stay dekat ofis, otak dah jadi lembap. Kerja yang ringan je boleh buat. Kalau report penting takkan boleh terkeluar sbb otak dah jadi slow. Masa ni la yang slalu dimanfaatkan utk browse sane sini. Sambil tangan tu gatal2 dial no. org call sane sini. Itupn kalau Sandeep masuk line kat production floor. Kalau Sandeep ada blakang aku ni after 5pm, elok2 boleh siap paling kurang satu kerja.. tapi aku dpt tambah paling kurang lg satu kerja. Bila nak abis? So.. tetiap ari.. aku asek berharap dia akan pegi kat line kalau aku lepak kat ofis after 5.



Tadi aku call Kaklong.

Kaklong: Aaa.. apsal ko tak balik2 lagi ni..? Tensen la tu.. nak ckp ngan anak aku.. Luqmannn... Tiya nak ckp..

Me: Helo

Luqman: Helo.. Tiya bila nak beli kasut roda Nokman..? Nokman nak kaler blue. My besday is coming..

Me: (Eh.. mane budak kecik ni tau ckp ni..? Mesti ada cikgu kat blakang dia..)

Luqman: Mama.. battery weakk..

Kaklong in the background: Meh mama letak kat charger ni..

Luqman: I want to do shendiri..

Me: (haik.. budak ni mmg terel la..)

Luqman: Tiya.. ok aaa.. Nokman nak bg Nyiawa ngan Repunzel makan..



Sejak bile bela kucing pulak akak aku ni..? Wonder budak2 kecik macam ni kalau pandai ckp omputih.. dah bebesar jadi camne.. tapi Luqman ni stok budak kecik byk ckp. Macam mak dia. Lawyer.

The Blind lead the Blind on a Crusade for Sight

Hari ni.. genap la 34 hari aku malas nak tulis. Malas sgt. Tapi ada sesuatu terjadi yang menyebabkan aku tulis jugak.



Did I ever mention here about those 2 guys who joined my department in early February? Too sad for Sandeep. They left. Handed their resignation letter during morning meeting when everybody were paying their attention and focusing on the same issue, with cynical-looking-faces. Among us, both of them were given their own special nick name which they themselves didn't know. One was being called by Habuk, because of his berabuk-English. (Deymnnn.. mine also not good.. wonder what wicked name they called me). Another one is Sedih, because of his sedih-always lookalike. Habuk was always being blur.. and Sedih was always being sober minded. Too sober.



I dont really ngam with these two guys as they are very kere sumbang. The last converse. between me and Habuk was:



Me: Ko salah cabut tu. Tuka balik la. Hari ni tau.. sbb ptg karang mamat tu nak dtg amik..

Habuk: Ko ni.. smalam ckp lain.. harini ckp lain. OK aaa... I take it as a lesson. Lepas2 ni aku bwk recorder la kalau ckp ngan ko. Boleh aku rekod ko ckp ape..!

Me: (hek eleh.. ko yg blur2.. aku ckp lain ko phm lain.. patu angguk2.. poyo gile.. belagak gile..)



Hmmm.. I think Im not going to my ex-roomate's wedding next week. Too far. Too tiring. Too long journey. Too busy. Too not-enough-time. Too late to book flight tix. Yadda yadda.. Im going to my boifren-masa-kecik2's wedding on the same day. Dhaa~~




~~Life is difficult when you have trouble saying what you mean