Not having a very good year
Yesterday I spent the first half of the day working with GS in his office, and then we went to North Sydney for a conference with the computer dude. Because he'll be on holidays at a time when we need him, the company has given us another expert.
I hated him straight away.
I just didn't think he knew what was going on. I don't mean that he didn't know the history of the matter, because I didn't expect him to since he just came into it, but he just didn't seem like he knew what he was supposed to know. Much to the horror of his supervisor who was also sitting in, he admitted it during the conference. He said "I don't have the apt, this goes beyond my apt".
Great...well done. $80,000 and we get a guy who doesn't know his shit.
I could just feel his supervisor cringing. I'm fairly sure he would've had a word or two with him afterwards.
We caught the train back to the city and then parted. I was to meet Malay for a KFC crave fest, so while I was waiting I went to the internet cafe to keep myself entertained. I met up with him later at KFC, and just like Shuing, he started telling me about Michelle's weekend, which was a far cry from the fun they seemed to have from the photos.
He said he could tolerate Bob for a few hours, but a whole weekend was too much for him. He said he noticed Michael L and Eva not getting along. And he also said that the guys paid Michelle out a lot, which is one of the things I suspected - people didn't go to celebrate her birthday, they just went because it was a group outing thing. Here she is paying for the accomodation and going to the trouble of organising everything, and everyone just takes advantage of her.
Malay seemed to want to talk about my dislike for Bob somewhat, but I wasn't really in the mood, preferring to talk about random crap and the NBA.
After KFC, I went to get some chips for the game later that night and he waited for me outside smoking a cigarette. On our way to the bus stop he stopped at a cafe to chat with his friends, and then we caught the bus back home together.
I got to watch Game 6 of Rockets vs Lakers, which was a pretty good game. I think the Lakers will take Game 7. Houston just looked too shaky even in their win. I mean, on a lot of possessions they struggled to shoot within 24 seconds. The Lakers just had a bad game, and the Rockets had a bit of luck on their side. I loved it when Ron Artest just ran away off the court after being slightly bumped by Kobe, lol.
This morning I went to see my doctor about my knee. My mom called yesterday to try to make an appointment, but was told that it was full and that I could try my luck by just waiting.
I've done it before, and I think I've also said before that it seemed to me that it didn't make much of a difference - whether I booked or not, I always seemed to go after everyone else who was there before me.
Well today, I waited from 7:30am to 12:30pm. Fucking hell. I thought about going, thinking that my knee was probably going to be ok, but lucky I stayed, because the doctor said, when he was pushing down on it, that something seemed loose, and he had concerns about my ACL. He gave me a referral for some scans which I will probably do on Wednesday.
When I got back to my car, I realised that when I parked I had hit the kerb which was higher than usual, scratching a sizeable chunk of paint off and scratching the underside. I also received a ticket for parking longer than permitted.
I am not having a very good year am I? Just off the top of my head, this year I have had an eye infection which started reducing my vision, I had my asthma come back to bite me, I've lost sooo much money at the casino, I received a $200 fine for not having a valid train ticket, I've received numerous parking infringements, and now my knee.
I think at the end of the year I'm going to go through my entries and list through all the bad things that have happened. But I suppose I was due for a bad year, seeing that I've had a pretty good life thus far.
I did some work on a spreadsheet earlier, and now my neck is tired. My knee is also throbbing lightly, which is annoying. It scares me to think that this limp might not go away. Everyone recovers from sports injuries...right?
I hated him straight away.
I just didn't think he knew what was going on. I don't mean that he didn't know the history of the matter, because I didn't expect him to since he just came into it, but he just didn't seem like he knew what he was supposed to know. Much to the horror of his supervisor who was also sitting in, he admitted it during the conference. He said "I don't have the apt, this goes beyond my apt".
Great...well done. $80,000 and we get a guy who doesn't know his shit.
I could just feel his supervisor cringing. I'm fairly sure he would've had a word or two with him afterwards.
We caught the train back to the city and then parted. I was to meet Malay for a KFC crave fest, so while I was waiting I went to the internet cafe to keep myself entertained. I met up with him later at KFC, and just like Shuing, he started telling me about Michelle's weekend, which was a far cry from the fun they seemed to have from the photos.
He said he could tolerate Bob for a few hours, but a whole weekend was too much for him. He said he noticed Michael L and Eva not getting along. And he also said that the guys paid Michelle out a lot, which is one of the things I suspected - people didn't go to celebrate her birthday, they just went because it was a group outing thing. Here she is paying for the accomodation and going to the trouble of organising everything, and everyone just takes advantage of her.
Malay seemed to want to talk about my dislike for Bob somewhat, but I wasn't really in the mood, preferring to talk about random crap and the NBA.
After KFC, I went to get some chips for the game later that night and he waited for me outside smoking a cigarette. On our way to the bus stop he stopped at a cafe to chat with his friends, and then we caught the bus back home together.
I got to watch Game 6 of Rockets vs Lakers, which was a pretty good game. I think the Lakers will take Game 7. Houston just looked too shaky even in their win. I mean, on a lot of possessions they struggled to shoot within 24 seconds. The Lakers just had a bad game, and the Rockets had a bit of luck on their side. I loved it when Ron Artest just ran away off the court after being slightly bumped by Kobe, lol.
This morning I went to see my doctor about my knee. My mom called yesterday to try to make an appointment, but was told that it was full and that I could try my luck by just waiting.
I've done it before, and I think I've also said before that it seemed to me that it didn't make much of a difference - whether I booked or not, I always seemed to go after everyone else who was there before me.
Well today, I waited from 7:30am to 12:30pm. Fucking hell. I thought about going, thinking that my knee was probably going to be ok, but lucky I stayed, because the doctor said, when he was pushing down on it, that something seemed loose, and he had concerns about my ACL. He gave me a referral for some scans which I will probably do on Wednesday.
When I got back to my car, I realised that when I parked I had hit the kerb which was higher than usual, scratching a sizeable chunk of paint off and scratching the underside. I also received a ticket for parking longer than permitted.
I am not having a very good year am I? Just off the top of my head, this year I have had an eye infection which started reducing my vision, I had my asthma come back to bite me, I've lost sooo much money at the casino, I received a $200 fine for not having a valid train ticket, I've received numerous parking infringements, and now my knee.
I think at the end of the year I'm going to go through my entries and list through all the bad things that have happened. But I suppose I was due for a bad year, seeing that I've had a pretty good life thus far.
I did some work on a spreadsheet earlier, and now my neck is tired. My knee is also throbbing lightly, which is annoying. It scares me to think that this limp might not go away. Everyone recovers from sports injuries...right?
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