ok. darn. wrote a post this morning in office. it didn't show up at all. hmm mm...
anyway, wanted to say that i woke this morning with a heavy heart..went to work with a heavy heart...and couldn't really concentrate today.
morning was not good. half the time i was thinking about other things except work.
dad sms-ed a few times. said they decided not to tell gran they are sending her in on friday.
i called back and said that's going back to square one! spoke for a few minutes and was controlling my emotions all the while..
dumb, i shouldn't have used the office phone. was sniffing again by the time i put down the phone with him.
was still trying to do some work when dad called me one last time at 11-plus. said that as circumstances turned out, he did tell gran about sending her to the nursing home. apparently mum & santi were about to go to the maid agency when it started raining heavily.
so dad had to send them there and leave gran at home for awhile. it's very nearby so it'll probably take him 10mins before he's back at home again. before he left, he told her not to move an inch and to stay in her chair. when he rushed home and opened the front door.
she was shuffling from the kitchen to the living room. one hand holding a cup of steaming milo, another holding her walking frame, pushing it in front of her. not even leaning on it, but just pushing it. blew his top.
you might not understand why it's such a big deal..but when you have a 91 yr old who refuses to listen to you all the time, including when it's time for her to take her medicine...anything goes...
and so. gran finally knows.
went for a stoned lunch with ex-colleagues joanne & irene..spent $8 bloody bucks for a plate of beef hor fun and a cup of iced lemon tea...just realised they upped their prices by$1 for every dish, even the set meal is priced at a $1 more.
went back to work...and went for a meeting soon after. a 2 hour meeting with my vendor Joseph. a guy whom i respect as a working partner...and respect as a friend...part of the time we were gossipping. the other part of the time i was telling him about my insecurities and unclear directions about my career path.
went back to work again and 5-plus came. Daniel Cheong & i were the only ones left in office, the rest were at a meeting with the boss. He & I ended up chatting.
And blimey. I ended up telling him about my possible intention of looking for a better opportunity...in a sense..sort of trust him lah...in another sense...his last day is next friday...so....i figured, what the heck.
it was nice. chatted till 6pm...typed abit of emails...then we both left at 615pm and spent the journey home on the MRT together...he stays in simei...
finally reached tampines..was walking to the interchange when i met Sean my neighbour staying a floor above me...spent the journey home together.. haa...he was sharing his worries about whether he'll be retrenched..company undergoing a "cleaning up" exercise now...hmm mm..can't say who exactly..but one of the leading insurance companies in singapore...linked to my ex-company.
reached home. stepped into my room and almost immediately mum came in....and started updating me on the day's incidents...
so well..we've released santi already. this morning.
mum broke the news to her this morning when santi was wiping my mum's dressing table. she broke into tears when mum told her the news and begged mum to let her stay on.
sigh..poor girl...thinking about her makes me quite sad...she's only been in SG for a year...and we're her 3rd employer already..due to various unforseen circumstances...
meaning..she still has a certain amount of debt owing to the agency...
meaning..she's in desperate need of $$ to send home to her family in indonesia..
meaning...she deperately needs an employer...
sigh..mum started tearing when she was telling me about how santi was packing up her things...how santi was crying and begging mum to let her stay on...how she sent santi to the agency...how santi said sorry to her if she's ever done anything wrong...
we were both tearing in the end..
and now..i am here...sitting in fron of my pc...blogging...and at the same tim updaitng my CV...and at the same time surfing through jobsdb...saturday recruit will be my staple diet soon again...starting this week...
1 comment:
You know, I had a whole year of French in high school, and I still don't know what your title says.
Hurray for public education.
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