Compliments.


The intern told me that I was very good at my job and she enjoyed observing me that day. I felt funny when I heard that and a tad flattered, I must admit.


Funny, because I was wondering whether she was telling me the truth or simply patronising me. I felt that I didn't do a very good job that day and honestly, what I did really sucked. When I told my colleague, SH, about it, she told me that it might be because I was looking at myself through the eyes of a permanent staff member and not an intern. She said that to an intern, what we do may look very good to them, but not so to ourselves, because we grade ourselves on a different standard.


True, to a certain extent. But I dislike it when someone tells me that what I’ve done is ‘really good’ because it means that my work is perfect, when it is not. Nothing is perfect, no matter how much I want it to be. So to hear someone say that my work is akin to perfection is like telling me that I perfect too.


This is bad.

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Observation.


There are about eight other extra people in the company recently because they are here on their student industrial attachment, work experience, internship, job training, whatever. They are all attached to some senior staff in the office and I was extremely thankful that I am only a junior staff member, with less than a year of working experience! I would not want to have someone tagging alongside me when I do my work and have every step I take scrutinised by the intern.


BUT, thanks to one of my colleagues who has an intern under her, I was waylaid en route to the office one fine, sunny morning, and asked to be observed by that intern. Apparently, that dear colleague of mine and recommended me to her intern as someone who is “very good at her work, has lots of good ideas and someone you can learn strong management skills from”. DUH! As if I’m all that good. If I were, I would not even be in my current position. I would have probably been promoted to a higher position by now.


Okay, okay, okay. I was flattered that my colleague recommended me to her intern. She must have seen something worthwhile in the way I work to want her intern to learn from me. What I was uncomfortable with was that I had to let the intern tag along with me for a couple of hours today. Fortunately for me, it was only for a short while! At least the intern was quite nice, without an attitude problem, unlike another female intern.

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Surprise.


I was surprised to see my ex-classmate, Yi, at my office today. We were in the same class for one of my Essential Modules but did not do the class project together. Yi is two years my junior, so she will be graduating in July 2007.


She told me that she was very nervous about her attachment and wished that she was back on campus studying instead of her working. I was like, ‘Come on, at least you have me here with you right?’ Seriously, she talks more to me than she does to the other people in the office, probably because we were once classmates. She’s doing her internship under one of my male colleagues, who can be quite strict at times.


I really abhor the way that the office treats these interns. Poor Yi, she has no place which she can call her own for the next seven to eight weeks and is reduced to either sitting in the pantry or sharing the table with my colleague, who has a very messy station. I took pity on her and told her that she is welcomed to share my big and clean table if she wants to. You should have seen the way her face lit up when I told her that. Ah well, it wasn’t something difficult to do anyway.

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Course.


I got sent for a course today, which lasted 3 hours at the company’s headquarters and guess who I saw there? Why, it was Ms T of course.


Actually, I kind of guessed that she might be there as I had received a memo about the course and also, because of the nature of the course itself. Well, I went their in my colleague’s car but Ms T offered me a ride out of the place in the evening. We went to Han’s at Thomson Plaza for a drink and she had her favourite dessert, peach tart.


We chatted about school and work. I think that she’s gotten busier these days, with the many meetings she has to attend and the papers she has to write. I wish I was as busy as her. I mean, work for me is just, work. There is nothing especially challenging about my work anyway.

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Back to work.


The worst thing about having a long weekend off is that I have to go to work once it ends. I absolutely HATE it! ARGH! Why can’t the holidays be longer? Why can’t it be like China where the people have a week off from work to celebrate with their families?


Just when I was enjoying myself, I have to return to work. I really feel dour towards everything now.

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