My Eight Years Journey Come to An END

It’s my last day. My eight years journey has ended officially. My second home is no longer belongs to me.

That is how I felt on my last day at my ex-company on 8 February 2017. This Company had guided and protected me for past eight years. It had seen me laughing, arguing, shouting, crying and grieving. It had seen the worse of me.

This Company had protected me at all times and refused to let me go. It taught me to be bold and brave. It gave me an angle to cling unto to develop my career. It formed me to who I am today.

I could not imagine where I would have end up, if she failed to hold me tight on my stuff times.

I have met all kind of people here. Luckily, I managed to find few close friends that I can always count on. To celebrate our friendship, SunRaj & Nasi Lemak Bumbung had officially become our “spot” to hang around.

On my farewell, this young Malay lady told me that she wanted to be like me. These words made me to believe that I have done some right things in my eight years journey. It is a wonderful feeling to get to know that I have inspired someone.

These few of my colleagues were so inspiring on their own way. I have no heart to leave them behind. To get rid of this guilty feeling, I bought some token of appreciation to all of them on my last day.

In return, they had a farewell party for me. They made me to give speech which I rarely do. I could not hold my tears and I don’t know why.

They made me shock with their feedbacks on me. They perceive me as “garang” fierce, rowdy, rough, scary and Durian.

Yes, you heard it right, “Durian” which means “hard outside, soft inside”.

I kept telling myself “These are bunch of kids and they are kidding me”.

The best part is the gifts. I got best gift ever.

PIANO –My heart jumped out when I saw it on my table on early morning.

Water Resistant Pens –Do they steal my wish list?

Faber Castle 8 PITT Artist Pens – This is damn invaluable.

Bluetooth Earphone – Damn, how do they know I hate wires?

Ferraro Roche – I love you guys. I really do.

A Vinayaga Statue – A pack of blessings.

Thank you so much guys. You made my day.

P.s I wore my favourite turtle neck “POne” t-shirt on my last day as a sign of appreciation. I am hired for “Pone” and I left as “Pone”. You will stay forever in my heart “Pone”

I chose to share snaps that best reflect the emotions we had on that day.

Tatta, (Bubbye)

#tamaka

 

 

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Happy #InternationalWomensDay2017

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(28 March 2017) “International Womens Day”, what a wonderful day to celebrate.  Sadly, for past three years I can only relate this date to #MH370 & #MH17. Since then, I have dedicated this day to the 297 lost souls and refused to celebrate it. I am still to be able to recall what exactly I was doing when the Boeing is missing from radar.

Note:  The three years of search mission of #MH370 is officially stopped this month. No one knows what happened to that beautiful Boeing and 297 souls she carried within.

By the way, let’s come back to the story. This year I found a very good reason to celebrate this day. Thanks to this Mr M.

On this day, I got a Facebook friend request from this Mr M who is happen to be my ex-CEO of the company. Ok, let me said it again, he is ex-CEO. Yes man, you heard it right. He is a powerful guy who is intellectual to be humble and smart. (I know you are so excited to know who this Mr M, well keep reading…)

Frankly, it takes a lot of respect for someone like him to send a friend request to nobody like me. Immediately, I approved the request and drop him a message to tell him how humble and honoured I am to get a friend request from him.

To my surprise, he responded my message instantly. We shared a few texted messages. He addressed me by my name. I am so amazed to get to know he still remembers me. It is been long years. (FYI, I am using nickname in Facebook )

To describe my joy, I was flying high and screaming loud in silent. I am nobody for him to remember my name, to send a friend request and to even chat. I must have done something good to get paid in this manner. I humbly took this as a compliment.

I do still remember. Long ago, one of my working colleague blogged about the auto birthday message she got from him. Come on, it is an auto message setup into system to send e-birthday message to all company staff with his signature. I was like “what is so great about it to be happily blog about it”? Stop faking for God’s sake.

I evoke an old happening. One of my ex- working colleagues got an e-birthday wishes which is preset by him. (Btw,it could be his PA). She gets so excited until she bragged about it in her blog.  I was like, “come on, you and me know the truth behind it”. I was just recalling. That’s it.

Anyway, I am deeply, truly honoured and humble for this. Thank you Mr M. I would like to be as humble as you are.

I can sleep well tonight.

*Mr M is the most desirable guy Mr Micheal Lai, ex-CEO of P1.

Happy #InternationWomensDay2017 everyone.

Tatta (Bubbye),

#tamaka

Happiness is Energy. Energy is Happiness

#Energy is everything for me.

It makes my living. It inspires me.

It makes me feel bold and brave.

It makes me stay young.

It feeds me with confident.

It showed me with #happiness.

I walk fast going against the rule set by feminism. But, I don’t mind.

It is something that I can’t afford to lose.

The vibration of energy is invaluable.

I #dream big, I dreams for abundance of energy.

I believe the secret of staying young is to feel energetic each and every second.

Tatta, (Bubbye)

#tamaka

What Will Happen When You Break Your Comfort Zone

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The friends I made for years  (This is just a part of them)

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The screen and keyboard which will no longer will be mine

Comfort zone gives you stress free life and security; but would it give you the career growth which you needed the most? It is seems like every one of us know the answer for this question but we are not dare enough to say it.

It took eight years for me to be daring enough to answer the question and move on.

I worked in the same company for eight years which made me who I am today. It gave me the real working life exposure. For past six years, I work hard to break my comfort zone. Somehow, it is didn’t seems to be easy. It is hard decision especially when you have been respected for your performance and you are well versed with day-to-day operation.

Finally, I got the calling on last year December when I was head-hunted by my ex-boss.  (P.S It is always good to perform your best at all time. You will never know when you will be paid for it)

My first day is filled with warm welcome. I had my own buddy and luncheon was pre-planned for the first five days.  Thanks to my boss for being so concern about me. My buddy toured me from department-to-department. He was introducing me to important people in the company  but all I can saw are walls, rooms, doors, cupboards, papers, elevators, money plants and an aquariums. Two important words popped into my mind “phobia” and “allergic”. I’m phobia of walls and allergic of papers. How am I going to survive here?

I felt like I have been set into a prison, isolated into a room that surrounded by walls. I felt so lonely with no connection. I kept complaining. Thank God, my colleague entertained me.

The second week, I got to know of office politics, my roles and responsibilities and the challenges of my role. My boss has high expectation on me. I have been put into situation where I can’t say no and required to proof my capability. I need to learn a lot, learn it fast. I never thought I need more skill then I thought to excel in this job. My boss has high trust one me. It’s pressuring me to be better. I don’t know what I’m gonna do but I definitely need to proof myself.

Somehow I survived unto second week. This time I got to know of my roles and responsibilities. It is seems like I need to unlearn everything I knew and pick new challenging tasks. My boss set high expectation on me. I have been forced to proof my capability. I list down all required skills for me to be successor in my new role. Trust me, it is a long list. (Jaw dropped) This is going to be a real challenge.

Time flies, It is my third week here. The walls and papers are no longer bothering me. I’m excited with the unlimited access of amazing facilities provided by their social club. With only MYR6, I can have access to their well equipped gymnasium, dance floor, snooker pool, playroom, jamming lounge yoga and zumba classes. The best part is they owned an exhibition hall, art library and restaurant.  The Chairman is diehard a fan of Chinese art and Japanese food. So, he had his own art centre and Japanese restaurant named “Xenri” and “LePont” with 25% and 10% discount given to staffs respectively.

So the next time you want to meet me, well, you know where to find me. (BIG smile)

Tatta, (Bubbye)

#tamaka