I have blogged about:
1. The time when I had to raise my voice at a clinic assistant. She chided me for bringing my breathless son to the clinic 10mins after it's closing time. Nevermind the clinic does not state it's operating hours and the sign still says "Open". I told her Danial was wheezing and needed to see the doctor quickly. Only to be told that I should've brought him in earlier. I raised my voice and asked her how was I supposed to know Danial's lungs would start wheezing and if she could tell me, I'd be sure to make an appointment ahead of time.
We finally got to see the doctor whom, after 3 seconds of putting the stethoscope on Danial's chest said the boy's not wheezing. He promptly asked me if I was new to the neighbourhood. I said we weren't new to the neighbourhood but were new to the clinic because of the change in my company's insurer. He then took the liberty to advise me of the clinic's opening hours and that he might not be in the clinic even if he had house calls to make. If looks could kill, he would've been dead by then.
2. My strategy + my plan + my hard work = someone else's credit. No recognition of a job well done. Instead someone else basked in its glory, shamelessly accepting all the kudos, taking in all the credit. I've seen this happen many times; in fact this is not the first time it's happened to me in my 20 years of working life. But man, what happened recently just took this corporate game to the next (lowest) level.
3. The day when I had a panic attack because I thought I had lost my 15-year old engagement ring. I finally found it in my yoga bag. I was careless and mad at myself for a while.
4. During a recent work trip, I was too tired from all day meetings and not enough sleep that I actually fell forward while on an escalator going up. A colleague, after making sure I was alright, decided to let out a chuckle and said the lemonade I had at dinner was way too potent. My both shins were bruised, but not as much as my ego. But thank goodness I didn't fall far enough to end up smelling the ass of the person who was standing in front of me. And thank goodness I didn't fall backwards. *That* would have been disastrous.
5. Watching "Duplicity" in the plane was a waste of time. But then, in the plane, you have time to waste. I've always thought Julia Roberts, while hot, looks horse-y. Clive Owen is the new heart throb. But the movie sucks. Big time. I can't believe a bunch of ex agents could be so gullible. Can someone please bring back Jason Bourne?
And that is all.
2 comments:
Clinic "opening hours" are one of my pet peeves here. Many of these clinics open late and close early. Even if the doors are open, the doctors are frequently not there, especially at the beginning of the shift, morning and evening. One of the life lessons I learned from my Dad in my teenage years was, if you promise to be at a certain place during a certain time, you should make the effort to be there. I realize it's not always possible, but people like us do rely upon these professionals to be where they say they will be.
As for Julia Roberts, I try to avoid most of her movies. :)
Have you tried going to a clinic on Monday mornings? Horrible queue.
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