Love thy wedding

We were besties in school, waited for each other at the bus interchange and usually our laughters fill the bus rides. Now, I'd say she is one of my married close buddies, Mrs Skinny. I wish the couple have a blissful marriage and may they stay faithful to their love till Jannah. I was at her wedding yesterday. It was a 'private' event where only close friends and families were invited; the kind of wedding she wanted since school. She probably didn't expect it to be one memorable episode especially with ex-schoolmates to be her photographers and have bestie, Tuty to doll her up into a gorgeous bride. I'd count on my trusted professional husband and wife pair, Is and Yatni from 'Pixel Muse' to definitely capture her beautiful moments with friends and family well cos my makeover shoots were done by them!

officially yours 

On another note, I began to reflect on my ideal wedding. I don't know if I shared about it before. Since my first love, I wanna be Mrs somebody. :) I'd like to have a beach-party dinner reception. Not those you have booze and party food?! Just a simple yet elegant event by the sea. Our favourite happy songs and yummy food, kampong style. Ubin comes to my mind instantly! It'd be in the late afternoon where the sunset witness the end of my single-hood. It'd be private solemnisation, witnessed by close buddies as my bridesmaids and family, which in my opinion refers to the relatives WE know personally! I wanna be his beautiful bride, Mr husband would remember me for; even if he should suffer from senile dementia! Is that too much to ask for?! 

That dream wedding used to be an even more extravagant idea! Somehow as years go by, I begin to realize such dreams need that special someone and God's willing to make it come true. Who knows if one day, I may no longer dream to have my ideal wedding and just wanna get married without any hassle?! I'm still as skeptical when it comes to marriages. I shall appreciate life as it is. For now, just don't ask me when is my turn to get hitched cos I am not seeing anyone. Seriously, you won't want to step on my tail and get a slap across your face with my unforgiving answers-at times! Peace out.

At your service?

I had to attend a compulsory managerial workshop at the Singapore Retailers Association this morning. I was nominated for the STAR award in EXSA. Over the eleven years in the service line, I have received a number of similar recognitions. I thought to myself if the service standards in Singapore have dropped as that seems to reason why I am eligible for the Star award this time around. In fact, I am ashamed since my expectations of one who deserves such a recognition is higher. Although I try to be a pleasant front-liner, there were times I lost my patience with my customers and wasn't as helpful as I could have been. Disappointed having served years of demanding yet unappreciative public, I even reminded myself to get a job which does not involve customer service!?

I have the intentions to leave this job for the longest time already. I was getting paranoid if I would lose my sanity, you see. My stressful job-scope doesn't involve only customer service, it also involves financial services and sales. The targets alone can drive me crazy. I am always trying to cope but I really do not know for how much longer can I put up with my personal struggles. Recently, I didn't realize a man was watching me speak Indonesian Malay to a happy old Indonesian lady who thought she was lucky to be served by me. He was even more impressed as he observed me speak Mandarin to the next customer, a Chinese national. He came to my counter and told me I'd definitely get a better offer elsewhere. Other customers in the line were kind with praises too. Honestly, I know that I love meeting people. I enjoy challenges. I could adapt and welcome reasonable changes.

Whenever I attend a course, I often wish I'd be a facilitator someday. Mdm Susan is the facilitator for the half-day workshop. She shared she did quit her job as a manager for a back-end job. That switch lasted barely three months. Presently, she is also teaching English. "When we are a people-person, we would not be able to adapt to only paper work. Can die, you know?" I wondered that very moment if it would be the same for myself. After I heard her sharing about her work experiences, I began to have mixed feelings about doing a career switch. However, I am thankful that at the end of the session, I am more certain about my career goals. I hope that I could do something even more enjoyable and fulfilling in time to come. May God bless me with opportunities and guide me well to a better future.

Just a note to share: " If you want to compliment, write in. If there is a need to complain, do it verbally. "

My first drug allergy

Yesterday, I spent the National Day holiday at home practically only sleeping. I felt feverish when I woke up for sahur before dawn. When it was time to break fast, I was looking forward to down the pill for fever. I had my fill and about two hours later, I was beginning to feel that the fever has subsided. That probably shows how effective the medication was, I thought to myself. Looks like I can go back to work and fight 12-hour shift battle at work tomorrow. 

Shortly after, my eyes began to itch. I looked into the mirror and they weren't red. I refrained myself from rubbing the eyes since I learnt that my left eye has been a really sensitive case nowadays. I used the Optex eye wash. I noticed my left eye began to swell. After a while, even the right one swelled too! I was getting paranoid and anxious, so much so that I began to contemplate if I should visit the 24-hour clinic in the vicinity or perhaps the hospital! Somehow, I decided to sleep and pray that my eyes will be better the next morning.

Alas. I was wrong. The swelling persisted. I woke up with a bad throat from sudden coughing. Even my left ear hurt when I cough. I had flu too. I knew I had to see a doctor and give work a miss. I am already expecting a warning letter cos of being absent from work after a public holiday! Ridiculous or not, I am still a staff and there's consequences I have to bear despite feeling bad for not being at work for a valid reason. Wait till I get the letter, perhaps I'd just post it here.

I made my way to see Doc Cute, the company doctor. The clinic was crowded and seeing the long queue of patients, it got me a lil cranky. I entertained myself with posts on FB and Twitter about the wait. My coughing turned my stomach into a roller coaster ride causing me to feel giddy and nauseous at the same time. My name was called by Doc Cute himself. I showed him a picture of my initial swollen eyes I took. I explained I felt feverish so I took the pills he prescribed to me in my previous visit. He frowned and said I am suffering from a drug allergy cos of self-medicate! I thought that was strange cos nothing happened to me when I took them back then. "You were lucky."

He took my blood pressure. My swelling, flu and cough was due to the allergy. I had ear and throat infections too. He told me to give him some time to think thru the medicines to prescribe. He also gave me a injection on my arm to ease the allergies. I took a deep breath and watched the needle poked into my skin. It didn't hurt. I should take common paracetamol such as Panadol should I feel feverish in future. Lesson learnt! I will consult a doctor before talking any prescriptions even if I took them before. Clofenac Sr, my first drug allergy. I call the rest of the medicine I had to take, SLEEPY-FOOD. I could barely stay awake!

Left the clinic with an injection on my arm, a bag full of medicines and 2-days MC!