Travel Log

I’m Back!

Yeah, finally. After the five days business trip to Singapore, I’m finally here in my beloved homeland Malaysia.

Its 5-days trip, so a lot of things had happened. I learn more than I had ever expected. (Oh no, not working wise. It’s more on knowledge on people and how their behavior reflects into my life.) So below will be my so-called travel log. I will try to be as precise as possible, and I hope my writing will be able to convey on how I truly felt when those events happened to me during the last 5 days.

Note: For the respect of personal privacy, names will be changed accordingly. However, if you notice that I am writing about you and you don’t like what you read, please remember that this is my blog. No offense.

And this write up is going to be very long. So if u doesn’t like reading, you may stop now.

Day 1 – 30th June 2008 – Monday

I couldn’t sleep well the night before, probably due to my reluctant-ness of going for this business trip. So I woke up feel groggy and a little bit headaches. I’ve packed my luggage the night before, so I took less than an hour to get ready and at around 7, I walked to the station.

Since it was still very early, I quickly looked for the ERL entrance and found a spot to sit down. Good that I brought my novel, so I spent like 20 minutes or so reading and waiting.

I received Amy’s SMS saying that she is at the ERL area, but from the place I was sitting, I did not see her. So, being stupidly doubted, I called her. She gave some directions, but eventually I spent 10 minutes or so walking around KL Sentral (with my big luggage!), looking for the ERL area.

When Amy and me finally met and were walking towards the ERL station, I received a call from my boss, Mr.G. “So where are you guys ah?” With his usual tone. I saw him sitting at one of the bench nearby the ticket machine. Ah, shall I say, with a sour face. (Because of the stupid incident I had earlier, we were late by 10 minutes from the promised meet up time.) So I guess he was mad. After getting the ticket and pass it to each of us, he walked towards the passing entry and we followed. This is my first time going for international flight trip, mnd you, and my first time taking the ERL. And even though I can find the place and whatever with the help of those sign boards, I let him led us. To me, there’s no need to be so independence when you’re with somebody who is forever being over-the-top. So be it, we’re the stupid, and he’s the smart one. O-okay.

Flight journey was fine. We reached at around 11. Straight to office.

The office was nice, and small. Enough for them though. At time when we reached the office, they were having a meeting. Carrie, the sales manager, Alan the office executive, Mr. HL the big boss and his wife Kelly, and not forgotten, a new programmer which being introduced to me before as only Ms. L. As expected, she’s the girl from before. So in summary, I knew everyone there.

We joined the meeting; with me still totally don’t understand about the whole thing being discussed. But come to think of it, that’s their usual style. Dumping people in a pool of shit, and criticizing when that poor person drowning in such stinks.

Meeting ended after almost two hours of discussion. Yes, I now there’s nothing abnormal with the time or the meeting duration. But two hours of discussion with you being almost drown; I just can’t imagine the situation. I felt so depressed, and their expectation of how I can grab the knowledge is making me sick with fear and hopeless-ness.

We went for lunch at around 1 something. The bosses were gone, so only me, Amy, Carrie, L and Kelly went for lunch. Since I eat only halal food, they brought us to one of the hawkers centre in front of the office. Weird enough, my fried bee-hoon turned out to be a super red fried bee-hoon. It’s the shade of red that make you feel like the food is shining onto your face. Still I was already in a bad mood, and the food suck, I didn’t finish the food.

Seeing this, they automatically concluded that we don’t like the place.*sigh*

Another series of meetings after lunch. More and more blur-ness.

Just before dinner, me and Amy went to our hotel for check-in. Mr. G followed us, as he needs to verify his card, or whatever. It turned out that the booking made earlier by Amy was a little bit wrong, and after some arrangement, the total expenses for hotel room increase to a new amount. Mr. G gave us a very sour face. I guess by that time he was calculating his losses for sending us here.

They arranged for our dinner at nearby restaurant. The food quality was not that good, but I don’t expect to find a nice halal food here in this country anyway. So despite all the sarcastic complains from Mr. HL, I downed my food till the very last piece.

Seeing this, they concluded that the place we went for lunch was really bad, cause now we can finish our food.*sigh* again

Go back hotel, had a nice warm bath, and sleep. Surprisingly, regardless of all the clichés during the day, I manage to sleep soundly well.

[Day 2 – to be continued]