OneBigBone

Now, I don’t know how many of you work in an office where it is big and has lots of cubicles surrounding your own mini cubicle.

Usually office like the one I am in, is quiet as hell.

Almost like I’m working in a library.

Not so quiet i think

Occasionally, you can hear someone over the distance talking nonsense or discussing work related matters.

The thing is, the place is too quiet that you can hear people walking.

When I first join the company, I was not really occupied with work, basically I was a free soul in the company told to study the business process with no dead lines given.

And I was seated near the entrance, so I have a clear view on who comes and goes.

As days and weeks passed, I don’t know if it’s just me, I started to notice each and everyone’s walking pattern.

I can describe to you how a particular manager or employee walks.

Some walk with authority, some walk like they have big balls - when they have none, literally - some even walk like zombies.

Of cos there are still a large group that has almost identical walking patterns that needs more analysis.

But since my department was moved to another floor, and things got even more quiet, I noticed I can have 1 more dimension of identifying people’s walking pattern.

You see, my new cubicle walls, they aren’t totally obstructing your view at the cubicle next to you.

These is supposing to encourage discussion and interaction among colleagues.

I no longer sit near the entrance, but i definitely sit beside the highway that leads to the pantry and a side door.

And with you working, with the cubicle walls high enough to block your view on the on going traffic and with the quiet surroundings, you tent to listen to whats happening around you.

For my case, I can identify about 50% - 60% of my colleagues that are walking passed behind me - by just listening to their footsteps and the sound they make during walking.

Mind you, our office is matted with some good quality carpet.

You will be surprise if you tune your mind slightly just to notice each individual walking pattern you can easily identify them.

The easiest are always the ladies.

piak.. piak.. piak.. piak …..

Because of their heels that they wear, it’s so easy to separate them when combined with their walking pace.

There was once that my colleague was referring to another colleague and I didn’t know his name.

So what I did was explained and slightly imitate the person’s (that I think he was referring to) walking pattern to identify the person.

And I got it right.

Sherlock Holmes, surely will have a hard time trying to challenge me.

They say I am crazy and have not enough work assigned to me.

With all the analyzing I did, there are still about 30% of people I still get confused by just listening to the walking sounds.

But what worries me is the 10%.

This is the dangerous 10%, most of them consist of my boss, my boss’s boss, my supervisors and project manager.

Basically these are the people that hardly walks over to my cubicle area.

So there is hardly any data or analyzing opportunities for me to identify their walking patterns sounds.

However, my boss walks to my area often.

But he is special.

He walks silently like the tiger behind the bushes.

When you noticed he is there, it’s already too late for anything.

Dam dangerous i tell you.

Moral of the story is that work when you’re suppose to.

Happymah!~

24th June 1984.

Thats the date when the world had it’s first sign that it will change into a lovely place.

18 years later.

I meet you.

You started to draw rainbows and butterflies in my life, spring and summer was seen together as one.

24 years later yesterday, you threw away your 23rd candle and prepared for the next.

Today, it’s your 24th candle and i’m lighting it up for you for the 5th time.

Happy Birthday Rainbow!

PS. You aint old yet, just like my love to you.

PS. to you buggers who know my gf, wish her happy bday or i whack the living hell out of you!!!

Yesterday night i was at modestos partying as a blogger.

NuffNang Co-founder, Ming

Was invited to attend NuffNang’s quarterly organized party/gathering, and the theme for yesterday was Jungle animals.

Basically i got the invite on wed, and the party was on sat, having been on a weekday it wasn’t convinient to brain storm for what to wear, so forget about even going to the costume rental shops.

Pooh Bear Sia

It didn’t really hit me that i got nothing planned for the night until friday night when i was on my way back from futsal at 1am.

Shit~ what to wear?

So, went back did some googling on the costume shops, apparently there are open till 5pm on Sat.

Lioness Ringo

I managed to get a chicken suit for the party a few hours before the party started. The shop fella, first recommended a pink buddy to me, and there is no way you will get me into it. NO WAY.

And so i was at the place freaking early, probably close to an hour before registration was even open.

MDG girls Adeline and Hanis

I was seriously thinking of not wearing the chicken suit, dam shy i tell you. How can a grown man put on a freaking chicken suit in front of so many young crowd.

It was only at the 11-hour before the party officially starts that i put it on.

At 7pm, Modestos was pack with different kinds of animals, from bumble bees to elephants to gorrillas.

Not hairy tentacles bumble bee vvens

Being yellow and gold, kind of glowing in the dark, the chicken was quite a hit among the crowd. Flocks of animals who i met along the party wanted to take a picture with the chicken.

Whats so interesting with chickens anyway? it was so happened that the costume guy took out the chicken suit, or else i would be a monkey.

NuffNang Robb

No regrets though.

For me the party was quite nice and definitely alot more can be improve on, especially on the PR and the ice breaking part. NuffNang could have also written each blogger’s blog address next to thier name tag so that other can keep in touch after the party.

Hairy tentacles bumble bee Audrey

So, I had to use a tissue to write all the blog adds 1 by 1. At one point, i was among a flock of female bloggers, and wen qi saw me with the pen and tissue, and gave me an interesting look, as thought i’m in the process of kao lui.

” this are blog addresses, not telephone numbers of pretty girls!”

Cow of the day. Best dressed

I had to defend myself, or she will kill me the next time she meets with my gf.

Met alot of people where i normally see in pictures posted up. Sometimes i tell myself pictures don’t really do justice to certain people, on one side they can

be good looking, the other side they can look not so interesting.

Pooh Bear Chicken dance

Soon enough party came to an end, alot of us had our goodbyes and see-you-agains, then things started to quiet down. I was making friends thoughout the night, from the media groups,

maxis marketers, pretty gals bloggers and restaurant workers, till the very last minute i was till making friends. Talk about networking.

Broken wings 9eek9odness from island below peninsular malaysia

So much for my first bloggers meet, still noob to the bloggershere, and many more to learn about.

girlfriends!

You tell me, was i happy yesterday night?

If you were there, and wish to give me a face to relate to a blog, drop a comment!

Happymah!~

Hey y’all peeps!

I’m currently in the nuffnang animal party as a very interesting animal, if you guys see me here you guys will definitely laugh your heads off.

At first i dare not even put up the costume that i rented a few hours back, after i get used to the environment i finally found my balls to change in to the ultimate animal. 

And i tell you, there is alot of eye washing around happening at the party.

Herds after heards of animals are flogging Modestos, it’s going to be a  hell of a night i tell you!

will try to update if i can later on, if i dun get distracted by any hens.

jump start: Politics is not a bad profession. If you succeed there are many rewards, if you disgrace yourself you can always write a book. - Ronald Reagan (1911 - 2004).

For the past few years, probably about 5 to 8 years back, I developed a set of rules about female, regardless of age.

I name it “The 3 Golden Rules of Females”.

As the name implies, it has just 3 basic rules to accurately describe a female, and if a person cannot see if a female fits with this set of rules, then that female is… lets just say “extraordinary”.

Now, rules has to be build base on facts and evidence that the rules really apply and exist to guide us as we live our lives.

Be it the law of the country, the unwritten rule in a society or the rules of a game they all exist based on facts and evidence of extensive research or experience to achieve certain intended objective.

Like wise, to give credibility to the rules i come sense with, i applied and shared this 3 golden rules on all the females that i had experienced with through out my life.

Wait. i think that sound a bit wrong. I mean i applied these rules on female characters (including my mum!) that i had come to know or observed before.

And after at least 5 years of not so continuous research and experimenting, i can safely announce that the rules are indeed valid.

Don’t believe me?

Try it and apply it and see if i’m giving your sense a kick in the ass.

The 3 Golden Rules of Females:

Read my mind you idiot!

1) Every female, thinks that you can read their mind! You are always “suppose” to do or say something that should be either “logical” or “proper” or “responsible for” when they never say a word or even a hint about it.

2) Every female has a characteristic that is easily identifiable within a reasonable short period of time. What characteristic ? They either like to shop, talk, cute stuff, colorful stuff, sleep…. you name it. it’s just identifiable.

I’m NOT thin!

3) Every female will never admit they are thin. NEVER! No matter how thin or how fat they are, somehow or somewhere they will find fat for you. They will tell you that my thigh is huge la, hands flabby la, neck like elephant trunk la, all those nonsense. But never complaint that there is too much fat on the chest. However there is an exception to those who REALLY look like bambo sticks, half of them will admit that they are thin. (NOTE: just thin, not OVERLY thin.)

Leave a comment and let me know if i’m right or wrong, chances are i’m right.

Challenge me!

Happymah!~