It was a lovely - sunny and cool. Not bad for Chung Yeung Festival. I followed the tradition of going somewhere high - if 17/F of a high riser in Central qualifies.
Yeah, I had to work today. That's bad. But worse was that the night before I left the office around 11.15 pm.
I had 2 tasks to complete. One is programing (yes, I program) and the other to fill out some stupid but compulsory survey, whose deadline, of course, is Oct 11, just like my programing assignment.
The programing was fun. By 5.30 or so, I was done and going forward the production of the set of reports will be like a breeze. Then I tackled the goddammed survey.
My company finally has adopted this peer review system in the performance review. The down side is I have to find time to fill the survey despite my already packed schedule. There's this guy with whom I have got really frustrated - I spent an amusing time to write his comments. I tried to be subtly sarcastic. I gave him a 4 overall rating (1 is excellent, 5 nightmare) and 5 in effective communication. I have a hardcopy of what I wrote and clicked (yeah, it's but yeah, I have to fill it in the office). I may post what I wrote for the pre-nightmare guy.He's a classic. The other day I had to literally tell him to shut up and let me continue my work after I had tried, in vain, signaling him I wanted to end the conversation. I usually begin with the lack of eye contact - pretending to focus on my monitors (yeah, I've got dual panel at work) and say ah-ha's. If that's not working, I would get up from my seat and go to the pantry to make myself some tea (from tea bags, of course). That guy, however, followed me all the way to the pantry and back, mumblingly repeating what he had been iterating since I pretentiously focused on my computer. 3 meters from my desk, I first politely told him the conversation was ending. He kept talking and I had to yell the message to him (I hate to do it but ain't got no choice).
I'll post my comments on him tomorrow.
Really tired today. Barely talked when I had dinner with my old folks at an MK restaurant. And I was like 40 minutes late. I was so exhausted that I could only managed a bit of small talk, which I normally hate and hence don't do. Food was spicy and big. Reasonably priced. But there's somethng strange about this aura of MK. Don't get me wrong - I used to hang out in MK when I was a teenager. But haven't frequented the area since college. MK is brighter at nights. What an oxymoron.
My MP3 player (from Samsung Electronics) fucked up. It automatically turns on and off after playing for 20 seconds or 2 minutes of music. I'll have to take it to the service center.
To end the day, I have the worst news - I have to pay 2+ months of my salaries for tax! I'll appeal....
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