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Friday, September 28, 2007

A quarter down

Without knowing, I just got my third paycheck since I started work. Time seems to be passing pretty fast when there's a routine in place. Or is it the other way round? Since I haven't been updating for a long time, I guess I could make this one a longer one.

First up, a reflection. Dear does this all the time for her school work but when you know your essay is being graded. you tend not to pen down stuff truthfully. For my case, let's review my work so far shall we? To date, I feel that my job is great. I like the what I'm doing, the pay's OK, the people are nice and the environment is pretty neat. The only shortcoming I can think of is that this job is not a permanent one. But hey, life's gotta be fair somehow, right? Besides, I'm believe I'm the rare few who can proclaim loudly, "I love my job!". If you can do so too, then my heartiest congratulations to you too.

I've learnt a lot on job. After one re-org and countless meetings, I begin to understand things much better and able to relate them to what I've studied. What is espoused in those thick management books are actually being played out in real, not word for word though but close enough. During my academic projects, all I could do was to provide recommendations and possible solutions to the problem but never able to see them in action. So, it's pretty interesting to see people trying the theories and management styles out, even if I'm not the one implementing them.

This past week has been a tiring one. Not because of work but due to the daily meetings I have to attend. You see, I'm part of a crack team that is newly formed to tackle some of the perennial problems plaguing the department. The 7 of us - 4 from the local office, 1 each from India, Australia and China - has met everyday - for the whole day - for the past week. Sure, my work and contribution is low as compared to the rest but when they get tired, the fatigue is as infectious as the bubonic plague. I'm glad it's over, for I think it's an apt time for the team to take a break and get back to our normal work.

Oh, speaking of normal work, I heard they are going to hire another person to share my load. I do hope they get someone at least as competent as me, if not better. The last thing I want is to nanny some noob and coach him/her on VBA AND doing my work simultaneously. Which brings me to another point. My contract's down to three-quarters left and I think it's time I start thinking my next course of action soon.

Second, some general updates. Life for me is pretty routine these days. Work, work out, repeat. Oh, did I mention I just resumed working out? On odd days, I jog at the park and on even days, I do weights at home. Say, the 5kg weights are not really effective anymore. I think I really need to head down to a gym, work out my 1-repetition-max and begin training from there. So far, my real progress is getting back my six-pack (yeah!) and improving my stamina by little.

Oh yeah, dinner at the Straits Kitchen was pretty neat last night. I usually don't give much respect to restaurants selling local fare, as I regard those as lame attempts to emulate the true blue local food but Straits Kitchen changed my opinion. I didn't try everything, though I think it's very much possible to have a go at the entire offering. Here's what I have, in order of precedence:
1. Fried rice
2. Fried buns
3. Carrot cake
4. Mini Buddha-jump-over-the-wall
5. Roast duck
6. Chilli crab
7. Fried kway teow
8. Laksa
9. Apple juice
10. Assorted pastries
11. A single seed of some kind of fruit which I have never seen nor tasted in my entire life.

Of the above, I only liked items 1, 2, 3 and 4. Sure, I have eaten better local fare elsewhere and for a much cheaper price, the above-mentioned items lived up to my expectations. I have to say that the crab was not as fresh as I wanted it to be. The flesh was dry and brittle and I felt that the strong chilli sauce was merely a cover to disguise the lack of freshness. As for the laksa, the taste of coconut milk was overpowering and left me a funny aftertaste.

As the saying goes, looks are deceiving and this cannot be any more true for the fried kway teow. Despite its delicious looks, it was anything but tasty. An apparent lack of lavish dark sweet sauce was enough to condemn the dish. Coupled with the lack of pork lard, the dish has definitely earned itself a place in my "food not to eat ever again" list. To put it simply, fried kway teow without pork lard is to going to Rome without entering the Colosseum.

I didn't manage to try the salad and Indian food, so if I'm going there the next time, I'm definitely going give those 2 a shot. Apart from the food, I must also commend on the service. The staff greeted us as we walked to our table (probably because there were 9 of us) and they were very efficient in clearing the used crockery from the table.

Would I recommend this place? Sure, why not? There is a good mix of food and the ambience is nice. But if you are looking to maximize your dollar by going only for the high value items, don't bother. For goodness sake, the stuff that is being offered is all local fare! What high value items are there to speak of, when it comes to local food?

I guess that's quite enough for now. Till tomorrow then! Ermm.... Or rather, the next time I feel like writing again.

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Monday, September 03, 2007

Sucky Charity

Last Friday was month's end and like most cubicle dwellers out there, I checked out my bank account to see if the salary is in. A string of numbers on an ATM monitor wasn't really that informative so I went online and checked my pay slip via an online system.

Everything was in order except for one deduction. It was entitled, "Fund - CDAC", and it appeared in the previous month's pay slip too. I was puzzled by the deduction of $1 but I figured out that the CDAC had something to do with it. Anyway, I asked the HR lady and she replied me that it was a requirement for all Singaporeans and Permanent Residents to contribute a portion of their pay to their ethnic groups.

I was outraged when I read the reply. Since when did I authorize such an deduction? A quick search on Google verified her words. The actual link is here.








Oh I get it. It's yet another of those fucked-up opt-out regulations, just like the HOTA. Nothing new, nothing new. Well, guess what? The joke's on you 'cause I'm gonna exercise my right and OPT OUT of this fucking lame deduction. Same goes for the HOTA. You anin't getting my money and organs just because "the law says so". It's sucky to have my money sucked into the CPF black hole and now the these so-called NPO are trying to get their hands onto my money too.

I complained this to Dear and she said, "Aiya, just donate lor. It's helping people anyway. Besides, it just a dollar." The issue here is not the monetary value or donations to the needy; it's about my consent. How can they assume my consent and deduct money arbitrarily from my salary? This is just not right. I'm so tempted to name this post "Thieving Charity" but on second thoughts, if the law allows it, then it anin't no felony. In other words, the deduction is legally sanctioned. Thankfully, the same law that allows this also has provisions for me to opt out.

Does it mean I do not wish or want to support charitable organizations? No, I will donate when I want. The crux of the issue is that I do not want to be deprived of my will to make a choice. As it is, there are too many laws and regulations here dictating what I can do or cannot do and the last thing I need, is another opt-out bullshit to shackle me down.

My final word to all charities out there - being it organizations or individuals: if you want donations from me, it can be done. All you need to do humble yourself before me and ask like the poor man you are. Don't go behind my back and try to siphon my hard-earned cash into your own coffers. And don't assume I'm an elite just because I made this statement. For the record, I was poor and I know it sucks to be poor. But does that mean I go snooping around?