Wednesday, 2nd April 2008 – 4:04pm Singapore time
So the job interview I went for yesterday was pretty ok…
The Super Big Boss was somehow less intimidating and scary than I expected her to be… Then again, maybe I was expecting too much… It was more of an
‘informing’ rather than
‘interviewing’ session, meaning that
Super Big Boss and her vice were telling me things rather than asking me questions… Although she did ask me one super hard question as well… But I was more prepared for hard questions this time, so I guess I handled them better… I also laughed and made little jokes here and there… Not sure if that’s a good thing, but if
Super Big Boss laughs along, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?
;p Fingers crossed and let’s hope they come back with a positive response…
So something very weird happened to me this morning… I was somehow in school very early this morning, so much so that I had enough time to grab a quick bite at the canteen before my 9am class was scheduled to begin… So I bought a cup of tea and some sausage-rolls… While at the table, the cleaning lady came by to wipe my table and while wiping it, she knocked over my tea and it spilled right onto my shorts!! Of course it was a rude shock
(and an unwarranted wake-up call), but I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it and just moved my stuff away in case they get hit by the tea…
Now the strange thing is, the cleaning lady left the scene of the crime and left me to my own devices… Two strange things about this:
a) she’s supposed to clean the mess she made (by the virtue of the fact that she *is* on cleaning duty
b) she’s already holding the cleaning cloth, so why the delay?
But as I was recollecting myself and trying to ignore how hot the tea was, the stall-owner of the vegetarian stall started shouting to the cleaning lady, and asked her to clean up the mess… Cleaning lady ignores him, but he persists… Disgruntled, cleaning lady storms back to the scene of the spill and throws the rag at the table, almost hitting me… She wipes off mess and curses at the veggie man… It’s all in Mandarin, so I couldn’t really understand what they were saying, but if the prosodic features were anything to go by, the things they said to each other weren’t very nice… So veggie man tells another stallholder about what happens and she goes to the drinks stall and tells the drinks man about what happened…
Due to the commotion, people started looking my way, and worse of all, start looking at the big patch of wetness down my shorts… It looked like I burst my waterbag or something, but let’s not go there…
So to cut the long story short, drinks man gets me a free replacement, and assures me that he’ll report the incident to the canteen authorities
(whoever they may be)… I left the canteen and headed to class as quickly as I could to avoid being seen in public with wet shorts… Thank goodness for the air-conditioned classroom which dried out the patch of wetness rather quickly… And thank goodness too that it was tea and not coffee…
So yeah, that’s the weird story involving me today… I guess the moral here is never bother to come too early for class… It allows space for unnecessary drama…
;p