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So, the big event that me and Edi and NOT P-man [he was on leave for a week cos the original forum was meant to be on the 1st of June and he had some doofus course to attend], has culminated and climaxed into a huge success.

I like organizing events. Especially when stuff falls into place. And ultimately, I've done soo many events already in my lifetime that even the nitty gritty is getting damn boring. And of course the kan cheong spiders amongst the team I work with, who have no idea how to stop adn smell the tobacco. Smoke more! Worry less! Which is why we were so glad the P-man wasn't part of any process. Oh wait! He was. He came back one evening to clear his email at about 7 pm when the rest of us had already left. So, the next morning we find a slew of mails out from him, most of them addressing issues that I had already settled in the past few days. This is fuckin fuckin irritating! Motherfucker! In one move, you've made yourself look stupid, make it seem like one person in the office doesnt know what the others are up to, and looked like a dumb fuck suck up.

There were the last minute injects and cock ups but what can I do. Apparently suddenly, we couldnt find a single person who could de encrypt the powerpoint slides for us.

Of course, the bright idea was ours, mine and Edison's alone. Where we load all the speakers' slides [there were 6] onto one lappie and place it at the rostrum and everyone just uses a wireless 'clicker' to flow through and stop at the first slide of the next person so it looks quite fashionable and all. But then, to transfer the files from the in-house system to a stand alone external laptop needs denencryption. And no one with those rights happened to be at work! Most on leave, some on MC, some on duty off, 1 was missing. Literally. He must have consulted me on how to go missing with such petulance and ease.

Edi solved that problem though. I shan't elaborate. It isn't important, just that he got the problem fixed. So, I is much liking him. Resourceful mudderfucker. But then again, even with perfect organization, there's always the OTHERs who help to cock things up. This time, it was the speakers. You know the fools. You give them a wireless clicker with a forward, back button and a laser pointer attached and they STILL can click too far forward, panic, somehow exit the slideshow mode [wonder WTF they press also]. Not my issue ma, I not the speaker, how to control?

I is was the emcee. I don't know why the fuckin word is abbreviated this way. Aint it Master of Ceremonies. Maybe cos MC clashes with medical cert. Which was what my dad gleaned from it. I came back home, told my mum my general was saying I good "MC", and he starts a tirade about how he sees me at home more than he doesn't see me at home in the daytime and how I should stop putting MC and pull my socks up and buck the fuck up. I is was more interested in fried tauhu and dhal to care.

But at least, I gained some praise for it. I tell you, I think my voice is very underrated. Sometimes, I sing song and people beg me to stop, or shut me up. Why? Cos, I don't follow the set lyrics? Cos, the song means nothing and is just a bunch of swear words strung together? Don't la. I is has big dreams of being radio's shock jock you know. Or some motivational speaker earning a thousand a minute. I can motivate... hor? hor? hor? ORh Orh Orh. *grunt*

Anyhow, I had a told-you-so moment too regarding the food. My boss is one of those guys who sits in middle management and secretly is delusional in thinking he is actually the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. One of the main things that illustrates that is his love to hold big mass briefings. I mean whats the point right. Call a meet, I never say cannot. A handshake always goes a long way. But, why call all the sundry in to listen to how you're gonna set up the stage. Does the usher need to know that? Or the sound man? Or the cleaner? Siao!

And he insisted that I get mee hoon included in the food list. The break was at 3 pm you know. Who wants to whack mee hoon. Granted it is a tea time staple somewhat. But, we is military lazy mofos. We just wanna grab the currypuffs, sandwiches, doughnut balls and get the move on. You geddit? True as my words. The meehoon was untouched. 4 large trays of it, and 3 was untouched. For courtesy's sake, we guys whacked a bit la.

After it all, my boss couldn't stop heaping the praise. I for one, just cannot handle praise. But still, if you're gonna shower it, at least throw the rewards in with it. I think we've all got too commercial for our own good. A job well done is just not satisfying enough. So, I lobbied for a day off. For me, Edi and ML. Only ML's one was not cleared, reason being he was too new in the office. Urmz, what's that gotta do with anything? He also worked for the event right. It is an 'off' for an event well done right? Haiz.

Also, I lobbied the sound guy's boss for his off. And the video/camera guys for their offs. Proud to say that all 3 got theirs. The sound guy I is has taken a great liking to. Was it cos he wore his pants low, steamer like? Or that dragon tattoo that was peaking out of the folds of his uniform? Or that I later discovered he was the son of Muthiah. I.e. he was Chindian. Fucker damn tan like Malay like that? Or that he had balls to walk out with me, in between speakers to just grab a smoke, knowing that if any AV thing cocks up, he's pretty much fucked? Oh well, but I think as officers, you should never take the lower men for granted. Some might argue, that it IS his job. Why should he get a reward for it? Yes, technically. But, it is MY event. And if he was a critical piece to make it happen, I have no qualms attempting to garner some additional reward for his good work. If you is help me, I is definitely give back to you double, triple deck cheeseburger like.

This was Thursday. I believe I went drinking after that. I can't remember. These days, my memory is getting more selective and failure prone. Why remember? Just live the moment and move on. Don't sweat the small stuff.

Adieu!