The first day at my new place of work was...to say the least, instructional.
I arrived at the KWSP building and went straight to a meeting at another section. Call it what you will...it wasn't a meeting. It was a series of briefings; seven in total. To make sure we didn't run away, they had breakfast ready, 10.30 a.m. tea break, 1.00 pm lunch and 5.00 p.m. coffee break. Now I remember how I piled on the kilos in my six years with the department.
They packed everyone into a small room, where we sat shoulder to shoulder and then began a powerpoint marathon. By the time the day was over, my head was spinning with all the programs and reports I had on my plate.
But it wasn't all bad. I met so many old friends.
Jake; now Sipitang PPD. Lookin' good as ever, despite his new status as weekend husband.
Sufri...hey, man, watch the chocolates and cigarettes!
Rafidah ... we managed to exchange some info that will help a young lady in Lahad Datu
Myrene, long 'lost' friend.
Setia and Sharifah, transplanted PK1s, just like me.
Lily, long not seen...
Ben, smile never changing...
And it didn't take long before Sufri was trying to troubleshoot my notebook. I tried to troubleshoot its LAN connection a few months ago and succeeded. But I totally messed up its wireless connection.
And I also met my newest superior, W anihim, Timbalan PPD.
When I went home at 5.30 p.m., it was drizzling. So apt.
Juliah says I'll come around. I suppose I will.
I arrived at the KWSP building and went straight to a meeting at another section. Call it what you will...it wasn't a meeting. It was a series of briefings; seven in total. To make sure we didn't run away, they had breakfast ready, 10.30 a.m. tea break, 1.00 pm lunch and 5.00 p.m. coffee break. Now I remember how I piled on the kilos in my six years with the department.
They packed everyone into a small room, where we sat shoulder to shoulder and then began a powerpoint marathon. By the time the day was over, my head was spinning with all the programs and reports I had on my plate.
But it wasn't all bad. I met so many old friends.
Jake; now Sipitang PPD. Lookin' good as ever, despite his new status as weekend husband.
Sufri...hey, man, watch the chocolates and cigarettes!
Rafidah ... we managed to exchange some info that will help a young lady in Lahad Datu
Myrene, long 'lost' friend.
Setia and Sharifah, transplanted PK1s, just like me.
Lily, long not seen...
Ben, smile never changing...
And it didn't take long before Sufri was trying to troubleshoot my notebook. I tried to troubleshoot its LAN connection a few months ago and succeeded. But I totally messed up its wireless connection.
And I also met my newest superior, W anihim, Timbalan PPD.
When I went home at 5.30 p.m., it was drizzling. So apt.
Juliah says I'll come around. I suppose I will.
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