In Other Words

Good impressions and gullibility

I imagine I’m making a really good impression at this time. I’m supposed to be in a meeting somewhere in Philips right now, but unfortunately I don’t know where and with who. This is a bad meeting to miss as it’s about a prospective six-month contract in another department.

The person that does know who I’m supposed to meet is in a meeting and refuses to answer her phone. She probably gave me slightly more details then I’m aware of, but from what I remember her saying on Friday I can’t figure out where I’m supposed to be. Only when and that is more then an hour passed.

I ran around and tried getting the name through some other way, but it didn’t work. Going to talk to my dad’s secretary only yielded one glimmer of hope and that is that somebody that might be responsible for this is on half day leave. So that could mean she didn’t show up and it’s not my fault.

I thought I remembered that the meeting was supposed to happen over here. That doesn’t seem to gel with my knowledge of people that are higher up in the hierarchy (they always prefer you coming to them, right?) but that’s what I thought. The fact that she’s not here, of course, seems to suggest otherwise.

Oh bugger.

Didn’t write over the weekend as some of you may well have noticed (Liana claims there’s more than two of you and says I should stop ‘fishing for compliments’, which wasn’t a very nice thing to say of her, but I’ve already slapped her about a bit for that (always good to train the knuckles)).

That’s not because I didn’t have anything to say, but because I’m a lazy bastard. I had, so to say, more important things to do. What, you ask? Well I had a really good nose picking session on Sunday afternoon, which I really didn’t want to surrender. My thumb was so far up my nostril that I couldn’t stop just then (I finally managed to get past the knuckle).

Seriously though, we just hung out and ate food. Went to Holland Village twice once on the sat and once on the sun to have our lunch. Bummed cigarettes from a friend under the guise of being helpful and generally made nuisances of ourselves.

We also went to an outdoor party on Saturday night, which was good by Singaporean terms. I.e. in most ways it resembled a high school organized party in other countries, except then with adult music (which was really good). The setup was really good, though. Somebody had pumped a lot of money into making sure the grounds were secure, cooled (outdoor air-conditioning, hard to think of anything more wasteful) and well stocked with beer, booze and security. Unfortunately the turn out was a bit small and very boring (the boppers, as I like to call them).

Good news, while I was writing this I was messaged and informed that my meeting has been rescheduled for later today. Lets hope I can still get the job otherwise it will be Liana’s knuckles which will get a bit of training (I’ve always thought I look good sporting a couple of bruises (silver lining)).

Right, I’m off.

posted by Symbol @ 12.7.04