朋友们，我回来了！
After my 2 weeks of working hard for my money, I have come to realise that money is not easily earned, and must be spent wisely. Hence, I have spent ALL OF IT on an absolutely gorgeous phone :D
But that is not my point of posting. My point is to duly regale you deprived people of my tales during WEP, particularly my encounters with certain people in the office.
This is where I spent 9 hours of every day for 10 days working, confined to a tiny cubicle filled with files and papers and a computer that
doesn't even work.
As such.
The 2 weeks was spent scanning closed files with the scanner and de-stapling each and every document in the extremely thick file that would put your math file to shame.
Of course highlight of the entire attachment was the video conferencing, during which I witnessed 11 people get declared bankrupt after the judge files a "bankruptcy order", and the entire process is done in the comfort of the office using a webcam which links directly to the high court. Cool stuff.
The trip down to the subordinate courts was quite interesting, thought the lawyer taking me there (mark tay hsu chin) talked extremely softly and I couldn't hear half the things he was saying so I just nodded at every thing. And the fact that i was decked out in a white blouse, black skirt, black jacket and black court shoes, which was the standard protocol for interns, also drew the attention of a passer by who thought that I was a lawyer and asked me questions to which I did not have the answer.
However, the rest of the stint was slightly less than spectacular, which involved doing mundane things like the aforementioned scanning, writing mail to be sent out, opening and recording mail, shifting heavy boxes of files form one shelf to another, and various other small things unworthy of mention.
Other unpleasant things occurred as well, for the people working alongside me were absolutely horrible. it amazes me how some people can fight with 16 year olds over the use of a bloody photocopier, seriously. That office had at least 5, but those people just refuse to walk elsewhere to utilise another machine and make you stop your work to accommodate them. how annoying that adults ALWAYS assume that their work is obviously of greater importance than yours but it is their dirty work that we're doing.
On top of that, some people are just disgustingly obnoxious. Such people make me extremely exasperated such that I an envision steam being emitted from my orifices (I know steam can't be seen it just sounds stupid to say 'clumps of water vapour') I have never been so thoroughly disgusted and annoyed at someone almost double my age (or at least looks like it) for thus long. [excluding certain facilitators, she deserves it]. During my time spent with her, my blood pressure escalated to astronomical rates due tot eh fact that she constantly pissed me off, almost at regular intervals.I would dearly like to maim, mutilate! and strangle the awful woman with various wires of household electrical appliances and microwave her fat little paws, but that thought alone would be stooping too low, even remotely close to her level, and I do not particularly enjoy that so I will be diplomatic and rant incessantly about the unjust I face, while secretly cursing her and exploring the beauty of literary catharsis.
I fail to comprehend how some grown, working people have the maturity of a puppy and are nothing short of immature, juvenile, even, INFANTILE, and choose to handle things in an unprofessional manner (woots 4 Ps).
I decide to stop ranting and let things go, and be at peace with myself and the world around me.
All in all, the attachment is one that I am unlikely to forget in the near future.
Vitamin M :D
