Hearing problem? Who? Me?

Still on last night story but on another stuff. A dialogue between me and a big boss (not mine though).

Big boss: I was told that your English is very good. Why you didn’t respond to me in English when I speak to you?

Me: (Kind of blurred) Hah? Er should I?

Big boss: Yes. When we have something (forgot the exact word) we have to front it (kot).

Me: Perlu ke?

Big boss: Yes. What school you went to?

Me: Sekolah biasa aje. Pastu sambung kat UiTM.

Big boss: What course did you take?

Me: Corporate Admin.

Big boss: Under what faculty?

Me: Admin and Law.

Big boss: Some more question on my background.

Me: I grow up all over Malaysia.

Big boss: Why you like to answer in riddle? (forgot the exact word again)

Me: Huh? (That riddle word)?

Big boss: Ya macam teka-teki. Are you a KL something? (I can’t really figure the word)

Me: KL what?

Big boss: Are you having problem with your hearing?

Oh man that it. Instead of being offended, I felt so funny. Luckily Naras was there beside me and she told the boss that we have difficulty in understanding what he said coz it’s kind of slow. He then told us that he got loud voice that he has to control his tone when speaking so people don’t get offended by his loud voice.

I was kind of blurred and answered most of his question quite hesitantly. When I don’t really pay much attention I have difficulties in understanding what people said just like yesterday. I was like hah? what? errr…. all the time. Do I have hearing problem? Hahaha….

When I told those girls about this, they had a blast laughing at me. And you know what Haiza said? Weh tak guna la cantik kalau pekak. Haih…..

Whoever told the big boss that my English is good is either wanted to play a prank on him or wanted to kenakan me. I am far from good. Stutter adalah. Err… err…errr…yes no thank you alright! Hehehe…

Prawn hyperactivity

I had a blast last night with some colleague. Ok at first there were some hiccup here and there but we managed to deals with everything despite all the grumbles and what not. We had the annual BNBBC thingy at The Legend last night and as usual I and the admin team plus Haiza who is now at HR became the usherette.

After everyone had their dinner and went to the ballroom for the briefing, we (usherette) had ours and then proceed to the registration table where we err I actually become hyper and started behaving like crazy. We were laughing so hilariously that few times people just have to shhhhh at us. Since I’m on strict no rice diet (because of those holes) I had nothing to feast on except for some prawns. I think I manage to eat like 8 to 9 pc of that prawns and obviously prawn can act like sugar lah. Macam high aje. Hahaha…..

The funniest was when I asked everyone to pose with a rose. True to what people have been telling me all this while; I need to be more gedik. Naras ask me to pose more gedikly in which after so many try, still fail. I’m no gedik and I can’t act as one. Keep on tergelak aje. And the winner for last night A Pose With Rose is……. Naras la who else. She really got talent la.

Reach home around 12 something, take a quick shower, performing my isya’ prayer and off to lala land. Obviously my oh-so-tired body still can’t guarantee a sound sleep coz I had few dreams which is quite physically challenge; siap berkayak dalam mimpi ok. I think the prawn effect la ni thus in my sleep pun still hyper lagi.

Pasangan sayang-sayang di admin

Scandal...scandal... hehehe...

Macam kumpulan nasyid kata orang

Haiza, Kholijah, Salmi & Naras

Hmmm.... what to do huh?

Haiza from HR

Huh sungguh fail

Still fail... go back and practice more... hehehe

Wati

Salmi from Corporate communication Unit

Kholijah from Corporate Communication Unit too

Lydia

And the winner.... Naras

Orang keletihan katanya

Where can I get working tonic?

I think I have lost focus. I have tonne of work-related things to do, papers are piling on my desk and I have few plan on my mind (again on work-related thingy) and yet I kind of lazy. Ok lazy sound like a big word, maybe lack of mood. I kind of lost interest in my work and all because everything is a routine, I was stuck doing most of the thing myself and I just can’t seem to execute my plan because of staffing issues. There’s only one clerk under me yet I have to share her with another officer that already have her own clerk. No point in giving her work that eventually I’ll be the one to do it.

I have a minute that is more than a month and yet I just can’t seem to finish it. I hate writing minutes. Period.

Letting go of my work to others is not something that I keen to do. I think I got trust issue here. I want everything to be done according to how I do it and sometimes that is impossible. I can be very details and meticulous on the words, spacing and whatnot and sometimes it is difficult for others to follow my instruction simply because we are different entities; they may not see or understand things the way I am. And I don’t like to complaint too much because having some typist and PKS to help me in some data entry work is good enough. I don’t want them to get bored because of my too meticulous style. Yes you all, I even did the data entry on my own before ok.

Luckily I still turn up early every morning. Yup nothing can bring down my punctuality. But I’m not happy with myself nowadays simply because I feels like I don’t do my responsibility in which I get paid to do it. What a bad person that makes me. Sigh…..

Anger management

The Fix-it thing this morning is about this guy (an Indian guy) who called in regarding his problem with his girlfriend. He sounded very loving, caring and all despite the problem he has. The thing is he’s been in relationship with his girlfriend for like 6 years. He loves her so much (even said that to him, the girl is his Miss World) but he can’t tolerate her anger anymore. The girlfriend have some problem with her anger management up to a point where she would throw tantrum at the guy friend’s house (he went there to watch a final match on what else; football), she kicked table at some Mamak’s and she even scolded the guy in front of his friend.

Since they’ve been in relationship for so long, the girl obviously took him for granted and he became her easiest target. But despite being embarrassed all the time by her behaviour, this guy still loves her so much and he can’t leave her. He wanted to fix this problem before they tied the knot coz by then it’ll be too late to do anything. He asked the DJ to send the girlfriend to some anger management course because the girl just wouldn’t accept it when he told her she got that kind of problem.

So the DJ called the girlfriend (a Chinese lady) and yeah true to what her boyfriend said, she sounded really angry. Keep lashing on the boyfriend and I know this type of people. They are always right no matter what and they don’t give a damn on others feeling. She was really angry because the guy dare to expose the problem on air but what else he can do if she don’t want to listen to him right.

So finally the girlfriend agreed to attend the course and the boyfriend would go to. He even promised he would change if the course can prove that the girlfriend don’t actually have problem with her anger management. But I bet attending whatever course will not fix the problem if the girlfriend herself wouldn’t want to change. And yes, I’m no expert in this thing but listening to her for that few minutes, I can guarantee you, she’s an angry-at-everything women.

I hope this guy would finally have his problem fix coz even though he said his problem is fix, nothing is fix until the girlfriend change to a calmer person coz that’s the real problem. Good luck man!

Matchmaker Boss

Yesterday I had dinner with En. Nasrol at Alamanda. En. Afnan couldn’t join in coz he’s at his hometown in Kelantan, visiting his sick mother. Nothing unusual pun but something funny happened before we went there.

I was waiting for En. Nasrol to finish up his work before clocking out. Mr. as-you-bee-kay was sitting at the workstation beside En. Nasrol and I guess he saw En. Nasrol hushing to me, “Jom, jom”. So when I left, he said something like this to En. Nasrol, “Kamu sibuk-sibuk buat minit ni tak de masa nak mencari. Ambik je lah apa yang ada depan mata tu. Betul tak M**? (the as-you-bee)” and the as-you-bee pun mengiyakan aje. Hahaha…

He’s been matchmaking us ever since he was the as-you-bee. And when I said us, En. Afnan included. Hehehe… so funny la this boss. Oh in fact he is super duper funny. Ask everyone here and everyone would agree.

Once when this big boss was the as-you-bee, he saw the 3 of us wearing the same shade clothing; green colour. He said something like, “ Ish susah ni. Kalau 2 perempuan 1 lelaki takpe lah (because man can go more than 1 la tu) tapi kalau 2 lelaki satu perempuan ni payah ni” because in the end the lady will have to choose either one la kan.

He even told my then kay-pee-as-you to match-make me and En. Nasrol not knowing that I am in fact 5 years older than En. Nasrol. Hahaha…

And there was once during meeting he caught me and En. Afnan teasing each other and he said, “Aku kawinkan dua orang ni kang” and it was in front of other staff ok. Shame only.

During a lunch break conversation at the pantry one day, I told my then kay-pee-as-you that I have never been to Langkawi and Cameron Highland. This big boss was there too and he said, “Ala kamu ajak je 2 orang tu. Mesti dia bawaknya”. Amboi-amboi…. pantang ada kesempatan ye…asyik nak kenekan kitorang aje.

What we have is a platonic friendship. Nothing more nothing less. And this big boss, he means no harm, just helping la kot. I wonder what if one day I ask him, “En. Z****, tolong carikan pasangan untuk saya boleh?” what would be his reaction huh? “Ala ambik je lah apa yang ada depan mata tu…” Hahaha…

Traffic jam, Burger King and Twilight

What is the relation between that 3?

Last Sunday, on my way back from Kuantan I was stuck in a bad traffic jam and driving alone with empty stomach and no food to munch just make the situation worse. Mak and Abah were busy helping with a wedding feast and normally when there’s a feast, no one will cook at their own home. The neighbourhood union is very tight there and everybody will get busy helping at a particular neighbour house that holds the feast thus they would cook for everyone family so they would have their meals there.

I’m already in my jeans and t-shirt so I kind of lazy to go the feast despite Mak and Abah persuasion. To wait for my other siblings to get ready would take hours and I can’t wait. So around 3pm I left the house hoping to get something on the way. The foods on display at the oil station where I stopped for fuel were dusty so I decided to stop at R&R Temerloh. What a bad decision coz not only the R&R were crowded with peoples and car, the adjacent oil station was crowded too.

And then the long endless bumper to bumper traffic jams. I was tired, bored and hungry. Suddenly came this craving for Burger King. Adoi la, at this time la the craving whatsoever came. The time couldn’t be more perfect huh. When I reached KL, it was raining heavily. Then just when I thought phew finally I’m home, I took a wrong turn and end up in Cyberjaya. Called Eman and after few rounds of here and there finally I reached Putrajaya around 8.30pm.

I called Fad earlier asking her to accompany me for my dinner so straight away went to Precint 11, pick up Fad and went to Alamanda for my Whopper Black Pepper. What a lovely taste…. Obviously I kind of terlupa the condition of my mouth. The gums bleed and no matter how many times I gargled, I still spit blood. And my gums keep bleeding right till yesterday. And that craving for BK Whopper is still on. Sigh…. back to porridge again and again and again.

What to eat for lunch huh? I just had porridge for breakfast so I don’t think I can eat it again today. But spitting blood after meals is no fun. Alahai…..

So, have you got the answer? I’m not a Twilight fan; never watch the movies nor read the book but I think I’m turning into one of Edward relatives. Hehehe… Know what I mean? Lu pikir la sendiri…. Hahaha…

Telegram? Apa tu?

Yesterday while reading a novel, Akak asked me, “Kak Ngah, telegram tu ape?” Told her that it’s a short letter that normally used to inform something urgent like death or something. Those days sending letters would take ages and there’s only home telephone but not everyone can afford to have it so telegram was used to relay urgent news within a short period. But telegram is something that became obsolete when mobile phone took over the world. Almost everyone has mobile phone thus information can be passed faster and easier.

I can still remember those day in Malay drama, when there’s some bad thing, normally death la happened in the drama, there would be a scene where a postman is seen delivering a telegram that sounded like, “Balik segera. Tok Wan meninggal dunia” or “Mak sakit kuat. Balik segera”. Those who received the telegram would either fainted or crying like crazy.

I guess they don’t have this scene anymore. That’s why Akak don’t know what on earth is this telegram thing. Huhu… that’s reminded me of how old I am. Oh tuanya rasa….

My surgery Pt 3- The End Result

On Monday morning I went back to hospital to get the stitches removed. This time it’s a different doctor, an Indian lady. She keep pressing at the areas that are still in pain and yes it hurts so damn much just to removed the stitches ok. When I waited for the meds, I tried to explore my mouth and to my surprise, I can still feel the thread at my upper right jaw.

I was contemplating whether to go back there or not while waiting for the meds. In the end I decide to go back coz I don’t want any infection whatsoever after that. The dentist removed the last stitches and she put some gel (that’s what she said) but I saw the gel to be a bit dark. The taste? Yuks!

The whole day I got some bitter taste, like ubat gigi basi (eh ada ke ubat gigi basi?) in my mouth. I can’t seem to remove the taste no matter how much and hard I gargle. Thus all the food I ate tastes funny too.

I’m still in pain but they don’t give me any MC so I took EL on Monday too. Everyone was commenting on my still swollen jaws. Not sure when it’ll be back to normal coz with my already chubbier face, I don’t want to add extra baggage that will makes me look even chubbier.

Now I have 4 caves in my mouth. Caves that trapped food particles every time I eat. I need to gargle very hard to remove food trapped in there and sometimes it can be painful too. Last night I was so hungry that I eat normal meal; rice with beef. The foods stuck in the holes were so difficult to remove that I gargles until I spit blood. This morning I still spit blood when I gargle. Scary betul.

Why la in the first place I agreed to do the procedure. Hopefully things would get better when the holes shrink.

Anyway, is there any other 31 years old adult in this whole wide world that still need daddy to accompany them to see the dentist beside me? Hahaha…. Abah was there the whole time I spend at the hospital. Love him so much!

My surgery Pt 2 - The Procedure and The Recovery

Next thing I know, I’m already in the recovery room, sleepy and my throat hurt so damn much. After sometime, they pushed me to the daycare ward and I slept most of the time. But sometimes I was woken by the phone; I’m supposed to attend another session of financial instruction thingy at Tasik Kenyir, Terengganu in which I’ve became a key person already. When I’m missing, everyone were looking after me not knowing that I’m actually at the hospital. Told them to postpone the session but apparently someone only think about her schedule and not everyone else schedule. Rugi la tak dapat pegi Kenyir. What to do….

Before I underwent the surgery, the dentist already informed me about the procedure and the effect of the surgery. They would cut thru my gums and jawbones to extract the tooth. Depending on the position of the tooth and the nerves, there might be slight numbness if the nerves were involved and it (the numbness) can be up to few months or forever depending on the severity of damages to the nerves itself. They told me to expect few cuts around and inside my mouth too.

I don’t know where does the bravery come (for me to do this surgery) but I tell you, don’t follow my footstep ok. Not worth it. The plan was to extract the wisdom teeth right? Yeah they did it but the effects were so bad. I still got bruises on my right arm from the long drip needle. My throat hurt so damn much, suffered few cuts around my mouth (I bet it’s due to the stuff they used to open the mouth) and inside too especially at my tongue. There’s a bump at my jawbones until now (they cut thru it remember), opening my mouth was a painful act let alone eating and brushing my teeth. However, I never fail to brush my teeth but you can hear me groaning ouch aaaaahhh uuuhhh oooohhh while doing it. My face were so swollen that my niece said. “Cik Ngah, kenapa mulut Cik Ngah jadik kecik?” Hahaha… not my mouth dear, it’s because of my cheek la.

At the hospital, they gave me porridge (very yummy ok) and icy drinks so when I went home, I ate lots of ice cream and iced Milo. I tried eating banana but to finish off a single banana was really painful and tiring act so I stick with porridge. I can’t gargle, spitting is difficult and drinking using a straw was painful too so I device I way to wash the mouth; by using a hose. One hand opening the mouth a bit and another hand sprayed water around my mouth. Oh sangat seksa. To reduce the swelling, I poultice the area with ice. And yes I can feel the stitches thread at 3 different place.

During my sick leave, I hardly smile let alone laughing. My face was swollen and feels tight. I had headache and my other tooth were aching to the extent that I felt like pulling that other tooth out too. But then the dentist might think I’m a psycho la plak right coz keep pulling out tooth aje. Tak de keje ape budak ni.

I got 3 days sick leave and those 3 days including the surgery day. Judging from that I thought surely it’ll heal fast. How wrong I was. I took EL on Friday coz I dare not go out from my house with that swollen jaw. Shame only. I was scheduled to remove the stitches on June 1st so I came back here on Sunday tagged along with Taha, Siti, Dik Man, Akak and Ayum. And yes with that many people on board, I left my car at Kuantan and we drive the MPV. 1st time ever and Mak was so worried that she called us every hours.

To be continued…..

My surgery Pt 1-The Prep

I’m back; with lesser teeth and swollen jaw. Hahaha… There’s still pain but its bearable now and I can’t be away from office for too long. Just before I went through with the surgery, I had so much fun over the weekend at Lumut but that will be updated later. Let me start off with what I did to myself last week.

As being scheduled week before, my surgery would be on that morning of May 26th. I had to fast from midnight before so I ate all I can right till 11.30pm. I woke up early hoping to be the 1st patient (gila semangat weh) but when I arrived, there’s already another patient.

After registration, I was given a baggy green ward attire and surgery dress. I look so ugly in that baggy suit and laughing like silly at myself in the changing room. The anaesthetist came and told me about the procedure and the effect of it. They would insert the breathing tube into my nostril and it’ll go down to the throat where they would inflate it. She told me that I would suffer from a sore throat for like 2 days but in reality, I suffered a very painful sore throat for nearly one week. Very painful I tell you.

After some session with the anaesthetist, I was send to the prep room by a nurse. Before that, they asked me my name and showed me a document and asked who signed here and there at the document. The funny thing was, I am actually a healthy patient that can walk by myself but I was made to sit at the wheelchair and was pushed by a heavily pregnant nurse. I pitied her so I asked her whether it’s ok for her to push me but she’s ok with it.

At the prep room, again I was asked what my name is and who signed at the document that they showed me. From the wheelchair, I was transferred to a bed and they pushed me to the OT (operation theatre). This is my 2nd being into OT and it’s really cold in there. They removed the green blouse and loosen the surgery dress, and stick some stuff at my bare chest (like the one you see on TV) to monitor the heart beat etc. Someone asked whether the pants should be removed too but another one replied that since this is a dental surgery, it’s not necessary to do so. What a relief, I do not wish to be naked again although I’m readier this time. Hahaha…. During my 1st surgery, I was naked on the table and it was a male surgeon who performs the procedure. Shame only! But I already unconscious by the time they remove all the clothes so I hardly have time to feel ashamed at that time.

This time I guess everyone were females staff; the surgeon, nurses, anaesthetist. They inserted a long needle at the vein on my right hand and it’s quite painful. It’s my third time but I still hate it every time. Then they put the mask around my mouth and nose, and I have to take deep breath. Breath, breath and I’m gone.

To be continued.....