I know I haven't been posting anything noteworthy or worth reading lately, and I apologize. Well not really. I don't get paid, or get any feedback from readers so sometimes it really does feel like I'm talking to myself.
The Newbie reported to work on the Christmas week and I have since been tasked to train him up. So I have been very busy. I just want to crawl into bed when I get home. And when I wake up in the morning, I go to work, and deal with the crap ignorant users report. I explain daily tasks and paint an overview of my department's work to Newbie, in the simplest layman terms so that he GETS it.
I work from 9.30am. I get tired and almost suicidal by 4.32pm. Pray for tea break by 5pm. And continue the mindless and soul-sucking tasks till 7pm everyday.
It IS Groundhog Day where I'm at. And it sucks.
-- He reminds me of that Narnia animal.
I do have plenty of thoughts, Dilbert style ones. It would make for interesting "Just a thought" moments, but I just don't have time to jot them all down.
The thing about my memory is that I forget things pretty quickly. So until some of those interesting thoughts come back, I'm drawing blank.
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Question 1: how do you go about dealing with people who are mopey, hopelessly "romantic" (read: deluded and in self-denial), and just can't give a topic a rest?A friend went through a rough patch. Cheating partner and all that jazz. I felt sorry that things had to come to this, and did my best to cheer him up and give advice to help him. Initially he wanted to get the girl back, regardless of the entire situation. As much as I was skeptical about the entire outcome, I helped.
When the girl started behaving like the foulest bitch the world has ever seen, and without a single shred of shame/gratitude/goodness despite all that he had done, I told the guy to stop because I just don't see how she's worth all the effort. He persisted.
And now $12000 down, mentally drained and up the wall, he is still insisting on planning a surprise trip to Paris in Feb just for 2 to win her back. All expenses paid.
I mean, if a surprise trip to US to visit her, diamond ring for his proposal (it's with her), the red iPod that she likes (who doesn't?), message in a bottle, music video with a collage of their photos that's over 15 minutes long (very lame), Fed-ex food from home, flowers and little gifts every week with little notes
DO NOT warm the girl's cold cold heart, take a hint and just back off.The worst bit of this whole drama? I get phone calls everyday.
Phone calls that last over an hour, searing my V3 to my ear and cheek and scarring my memory for life with unnecessary sordid and sometimes explicit details about their 6-year long relationship.

-- Scarred.
He is slowly inching away from her (he informed me with his daily progress report on his relationship), but god do I have to put up with phrases like "I hope she knows I want her to be happy. I'm willing to let her to be free to be happy."
FUCK.
I mean, grow the fuck up and take it like a man. He was calling her nonstop, micro-analysing her words and almost stalking her. Stop talking to me about "I'm willing to let her to be free". Stop whinging and saying sappy crap to make you look like the wounded hero. Seriously shut the fuck up.
Can I just shoot him? If not, can I just shoot myself?There's just so much goodwill can make me endure. I am going mad with all this wounded hero "I wish you can be happy" crap.
So seriously, how would you (in this case, me) handle this?
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Question 2: If your mom asked you to go shopping, or offered to get you whatever you want out of the blue one fine day, what would you say?Mom did just that when I went home over the weekend. I was stumped. I mean, my mom clucks her tongue when she sees my shopping bags. Or any of my new clothes. She belongs to the sensible old school camp who champions for cautious spending and saving for a rainy day.
Life was much harder when she was young, she discourages waste. Life was hard when I was a kid too, and I do remember how life was. I mean, all this talk about discouraging waste and saving up make sense and ideally, I should be saving up now that I'm getting an income. But you know, temptation is everywhere.
Anyhoo, I was stumped. I looked at my brother, and he had the same "is she for real" look on his face. This is just not what mom would say.

-- He gets stumped too.
Maybe if she asked me a few years ago, I would have whipped out my wishlist or something. But now, I just don't know what I want. I am happy with what I have, I don't need anything new and fancy. My watch still works. So does my phone. I don't really need the Chanel bag I have been lusting after since god knows when. (Plus, I don't think mom had THAT price range in mind when she offered to buy us stuff.)
I have everything that I need, so everything else is a want. So I politely said no. Bro said no too.
Is there anything you really really want and will die if you go without?
What would you have said?
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I guess that's all I can remember today.
Have fun, take care and smile really wide today.
Make sure you catch the look of the person next to you when you do that.Cheerios.
p.s. Am I being insensitive to blab about other people's relationship problem?
This makes an excellent Question 3.