Award-Winning Dawdler

Someone just spoilt my afternoon and I am still burning with anger!

Just a moment ago, I received a call from a sales staff from a bank trying to sell a product to me. I wasn’t interested and I told him straight. Then he said that he won’t take long and just wanted to give me some quick info on the product.  But I am freaking busy alright.  I had and still have 1001 things to do and I just told a white lie to the caller: “I am in a meeting right now”.  And before I could swipe the end button on my phone to end the call, some smart alec hollered loudly across and said “NO, YOU ARE NOT IN A MEETING!”  


I am certain that the caller heard that!! Though I didn’t give a hoot.

I quickly swiped the end button on my phone… then shot killer dagger stares and spewed lava on this eat-full-nothing-to-do kid! She’s got a Math exam tomorrow and she had already wasted an hour in the bathroom faffing around and when she came out, she hadn’t even taken her shower!!   I was so enraged I wanted to swallow her up. I would if I were a ruthless giant.  As I am typing this post, this dawdler is at the balcony tending to her plants. Aaaarrrgh… I so want to swallow her up right NOW!!


Ranting And Letting It Go

I am feeling the blues today. It feels like Monday today though it is a Tuesday. Yesterday was a replacement school holiday for Alycia and Sherilyn as it was their school sports day on Saturday. We went out shopping the whole of yesterday. Hubs bought new Nike shoes for everyone, including a pair of running shoes for me in my favorite color PINK 🙂

So what’s causing the blues and misery?

Work related. One of my suppliers to be exact. I have had enough of her crap. She has been giving me different stories, giving me different EDAs (estimated date of arrival) for my stock and deviating from her original EDAs (by few months!) and practicing double standard in the way she handles her business and customers. It is because of these crap from her, I may be seen as an incompetent seller in the eyes of my customers, delaying their orders for such a long time. And the quality of her clothing has deteriorated too.  Quality is one of  the most important priorities to me. I can still accept a supplier who writes English incomprehensible to me (and to other people), who does not accept constructive criticisms and complaints from customers and some other flaws as well… but if the quality of the products is sub-standard and she does not acknowledge this fact, this I cannot accept.

So decisions, decisions, decisions now! I am undecided if I should ditch this supplier or suck up to her nonsense. I have been dealing with her for over 3 years. As her business expands, her tact and business ethics and efficiency have declined considerably, to the extent that I feel I cannot trust her anymore.  Actually she has never really been reasonably efficient and tactful from day one. And I consoled myself, telling myself that all supplier are like this, coz from my 4.5 years of dealing with suppliers, 8 out of 10 of these suppliers have the same traits and attitude :O

The thought of calling it quits once and for all and taking a short break keeps surfacing in my mind once again.  Plus my current part-time maid issues is still not totally resolved yet, causing me to feel stressed out as I have to juggle my time between online work and household chores, not to mention minding my 3 very challenging girls. Sometimes I drop all the balls when juggling them 🙁 Thoughts of being a full-time SAHM has also resurfaced.    Yada yada, sorry for this rant. This blog is supposed to be a blog of happy things with happy smiley kids. But this one person has been the thorn in my heart for days now and I can’t seem to remove the thorn from within.  I must “let it go, let it go…” (to the song of Frozen’s Let It Go) 🙁



I Thought I Was Going To Be Finished!

This morning I went to the gym a tad late. After working out in the gym, which was about 8:45am, I swiped my access card to enter the lift area. The lift opened and then TING, it stopped on the first floor. And then… my nightmare began. A Bangla worker stepped into the lift. This guy has always looked very very dodgy to me. Ever since the notorious gang rape of a student in a bus in India happened, I have started to develop a bad impression of male blue-collar workers from that country. Just 2 days ago, I read the story told by the rape victim’s mother. It was a long and teary account by the victim’s mother, detailing the moment her only daughter was found half dead till the time she died. I got teary-eyed after reading the story. The pain and trauma the victim had to go through before her death were beyond words. Those monsters severed her intestines. I cannot imagine the magnitude of pain the parents of the victim had to go through for about a month before she slowly and painfully left the world. Reading the latest story told by the victim’s mother left me even more prejudiced against blue-collar workers from that country.

Anyway, coming back to my frightful moment this morning. The moment the stinky Bangla cleaner stepped into the lift, he was oogling at me like a rapist. He stood right in the middle of the lift. I wanted to walk closer to the side of the lift door, where the red emergency/alarm button was BUT that asshole was blocking my way. Then the lift stopped at 5th floor, which is my floor. He quickly dashed out of the lift and instead of turning left to the refuse room, he turned RIGHT, which was the WAY TO MY UNIT!! Oh. My. God! I kept saying SHIT, I am in big trouble! The asshole walked to my unit. He knew which unit I am from as he had seen me in the past when he collected garbage from the refuse room. I didn’t know what to do next. The hubs left the house early in the morning to his office. The 3 girls are at home sleeping. There was no way I was going inside my unit in that circumstances. I stopped short walking for a moment and then walked towards the right side, where I can clearly see the swimming pool and there will be guards patrolling there. If the asshole refused to budge and attack me, I will scream on top of my voice for help. I gave him my killer stare. I gave him the stare that sent him the explicit message that I knew what to do next and don’t you dare go near me. He started to sing a song and then nonchalantly walked to the refuse room. With all my might, I quickly walked to my unit with my legs feeling like they were turning into jelly, aimed the key very carefully into the door keyhole while turning back to check if that asshole was going to run towards me. I quickly shut the door BOOM. Locked all 3 locks as fast as possible and I was shaking a little. I always have a habit of getting my keys ready even before I enter the lift. I always take out my set of keys and get ready the particular key to open my door. This habit of mine made opening the door and getting in really quick way faster.

DE JA VU! Many times, I have had dreams like this where an assailant was following me and I had to run as fast as I could with wobbly jelly legs to open my house door. Today it happened! Till now, I am still very traumatized and shaken.

I quickly called the hubs. He came home later and spoke to the chief guard, who summoned the cleaner on duty. The hubs questioned the cleaner who vehemently denied he had any ill intentions towards me. The hubs told the chief guard to prohibit the said cleaner from entering our block with immediate effect.

I am in the midst of typing a complaint letter to the management of our condo. I am going to ask the Management to transfer this cleaner out of our condo with immediate effect. We are paying over RM400 a month on maintenance fee and we have the right to make this request for our own safety.

You may think that I am over-reacting but if the cleaner had no ill intentions towards me:
1) Why did he not press the button to the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 6th and other floors when he was in the lift? Why did he follow me out?? Logically, from the 1st floor, a cleaner has to go to the 2nd floor, then 3rd floor to collect garbage.

2) Why did he not go to the refuse room but walked towards my unit? He had seen me a few times when he collected garbage and knows that I live in that unit.

I am praying hard that this asshole will not come back to take revenge on me. I never ever want to see his face again, ever!




Tough Decision To Make

It is not easy to deal with homo sapiens.  Each and everyone of them has a different character, weaknesses and strengths.  As an online store owner, I have to deal with customers and suppliers everyday.  Some of these customers and suppliers are sent from heaven and some are sent from below to haunt me, but oh why??  On some days, some customers will make my day with their compliments. On some bad days, some of them can really squish my already not-so-pleasant day to the point that I feel like crying and giving up.  Some customers make full use of their ‘customer is KING’ right to squeeze out every ounce of patience and sanity from me, albeit they are only ordering a piece of apparel that costs less than RM40 from me. Some are plain arrogant.

Just a few days ago, I had to bite the bullet and ‘compensate’ a customer who claimed that 2 items were missing in the parcel which I had passed to her more than 2 months ago!!  Yup, you read me right – 2 freaking long months ago. I can reject her claim at point blank as it is more than 60 days ago that she collected the parcel from me. Hello, is there any online store or departmental store in this world that would entertain such a crap?? You tell me!  You can read more about this customer from my other blog.  For the sake of my online store’s name, I compensated her, albeit I am 99.9% sure her order was in order and nothing was missing in the parcel.  It was her words against mine. My only mistake was that for this customer, I did not ask her to open up the parcel to check the items when I passed to her.  I would normally ask my customers who wish to collect their stuff from me to check their parcel in front of me but on that day, I was too busy and I did not ask her to check. You see, because of 5 minutes saved, I lost even more time, money and sanity!

Today, I have to bear the wrath of yet another fussy and arrogant customer. Dealing with fussy customers need time and tact and I have no time ever since the part-time maid whom I have relied on so much quit work a month ago due to health reason.  All these things happening lately have gotten me into some serious thinking for the past few days.  I am thinking if it is a call from Him above for me to take a short break now to see what is more important in my life.   I always believe that things happen for a reason.   The circumstances of the situation that I am facing now is such that I am rendered with not much choice but to choose either one — 1) to hire a full-time maid so that I can continue working from home like I used to OR 2) take a break and be a full-time mum and do nothing but to spend more quality time with my kids and not to mention spend more time on doing house work.

Hiring a full-time Indon or Pinoy maid would require an upfront big lump sum of about RM17k (you read it right, it is seventeen thousand bucks), which is the current market rate and the rate is expected to escalate in time to come.  And there is no guarantee that the maid will make my life easier. She could be my new added stress!

I am at a cross-road now. TOUGH decision to make but I have to make it real quick as the stress of handling both my business and house work is taking a serious toll on me, mentally and physically.

I Have Never Been So Tired

Today is the second day I am without a maid.  It’s been years since I last mopped the floor but this time it felt extra tiring having to mop a 2 1/2 storey house with 3 rooms.  I also washed 3 loads of laundry on top of caring for my 2 brats.  Luckily I have my mum to help with hanging the laundry, keeping the laundry and folding the laundry. 

My gals, especially Alycia has been very helpful.  The gals were fighting to help my mum fold the clothes.  Though the result was not satisfactory, I just don’t have the energy to be a perfectionist this time.  As long as the clothes are folded and not left scattered everywhere in the living room, I am already very glad.  Alycia even takes the initiative to keep her toys and I am so proud of her.  They have all the while been relying on kakak to pick up their toys and now, they know they have no one to help them anymore.

Sherilyn has been very whiny lately and has been crying till she puked for 2 days straight during meal times.  She’s really driving me up the pole and I just can’t stand her nonsense. I just let her cry and puke to her heart’s content.

I felt all my energy zapped off instantly with all the house work till I dozed off immediately even before my gals dozed off during their afternoon nap this afternoon.  Just hope I won’t go into pre-term labor!

Would You Be Glad or Sad?

My 3-year old mobile phone finally breathed its last breath last week and conked out.   After one week of being mobile phone-less, hubby finally got me a new mobile phone yesterday, despite his busy schedule this week.  I should be really glad that hubby bought me a new mobile phone right? No! When I inserted the SIM card into my new mobile phone, I realized that the I can’t even see a single number stored in the phone.  Hubby told me that my numbers were all stored in the memory of my old mobile phone and not the SIM card and when it died, the memory could have gone with it too.

Anyway, today, he went back to the phone shop to try and retrieve my numbers from the old mobile phone that he has traded in.  However,  hubby was told by the sales man that none of the numbers could be retrieved. Oh bummmer, hundred over numbers all gone in a flash!  Just tell me what I’m supposed to do now?  Hundred over numbers all gone and how am I going to trace back these numbers?  Email all my friends and ask them to provide me with their numbers again?  Then, key in one by one into my mobile phone?  Sei lor, that will take me days if not weeks to complete my mission.  What the fun, great!

What Should I Eat For Breakfast?

It’s 8am now and I still haven’t gone out to buy my breakfast. I normally have fried vegetarian meehoon with fried egg for breakfast but today, I just don’t have the appetite for any food. Still feeling a tad nauseous and I just hate the smell of the burnt joss sticks coming from both sides of my neighbour – it makes me more nauseous and causes my nose itch as I have super sensitive nose. The air in my house is practically filled with smell of burnt joss sticks throughout the day and I’m worried it may cause harm to my unborn child.

Maybe I will grab some fried mee siam (fried vegetarian meehoon with thai chili sauce) with some yeong tau fu.  No appetite to eat also must eat what, right? The baby has to eat too! 

TigaP Issues Again

One of my posts which got rejected by TigaP was rejected again, the 3rd time on the same post. The first time, they said I used sentences from the web release and advertiser’s site. The 2nd time, they said I didn’t put in enough links to the advertiser’s site (i think they imposed this condition after i had submitted my post, from 3 links to 5 links) and the 3rd time, they were really nit-picking on me. They said I posted this post after a paid post. I never knew they dont even allow TigaP posts to be posted after a non-TigaP paid post. I thought we have to include a non-paid post after the TigaP post but now, looks like the TigaP post MUST be sandwiched between TWO NON-PAID posts which cannot be tags or scraps or any posts which do not look like a non-paid post. Is that a known rule for all TigaP posts to be sandwiched by 2 non-paid posts? Just so pissed off with TigaP, wasting all my time just fixing one post.

Tiga P

Tiga P ini sangat teruk dan ‘l c l y’. Entah kenapa mereka practise double and triple standard. Pagi ni, mereka tendang satu post I, kata tak ada non-paid filler post di tengah. Tak tau apa karut mereka ni kerana filler post yang I guna ialah satu post on ‘Tag’. Alamak, guna post on ‘tag’ pun tak boleh. Kawan saya guna gambar scrap pun kena tendang. I nampak ramai blogger pun tak guna non-paid filler post tapi pun tak ada problem. Really buang masa nak fix post I dan resubmit, as if I tak ada kerja. I rasa nak boycott Tiga P ni.

Modem Conked Out

One of my greatest fears came true this morning when my modem conked out. My computer has been running really slow and the internet connection has been unstable for the past few days. I thought there were some probs with Streamyx or a bug has hit my PC. The modem was still ok at 2am but when I tried to turn it on at 6am, there were no lights, not even the ‘power’ light was blinking. I panicked and knew I had to wait a few days for the TM Net technician to fix it as it is the weekend. I called TM Net and was told that I had to wait for 2 working days. I told the guy I had to get the modem replaced ASAP as I’m running a home business and can’t afford to have any downtime (must exaggerate a bit lar) but the guy told me no, I have to wait for 2 working days. Not satisfied with the Malaysian ‘no attitude’, I called again and this time, I wasn’t Miss Nice anymore. I tried to exert some urgency and raised my voice a tad bit and it worked. The guy promised to send me a technician by today.

By 10am, the technician was still no where to be seen and I called again. This time, the 3rd customer service guy told me the same crap – “no Mam’ our technicians don’t work on a weekend”. I gave him a piece of my mind and told him I want to see a technican first thing Monday morning. 1/2 hour later, I saw a TM Net van outside my house. When I saw the technician outside my gate, I was happy beyond words. The technician found out that my modem’s adaptor was faulty and got it replaced. I was so happy and thankful that I gave him quite a big tip albeit it’s FOC.