I Got The Blue

finally licence has been processed. so i went down to the office in damansara to get it. (managed to navigate myself there somehow, though i did get lost, but just a little bit. big achievement since i know hoots about kl roads)

as i was heading to the office, i passed several workers in that building. culture cultivated, i smiled and greeted them with "good morning".


only to be stared down like a downright illegal immigrant waiting to be ferried back to my country. some plainly ignored my existence, and walked passed arrogantly. got me thinking, what was i doing wrong? why were they treating me like the black sheep?

then i realized, it just wasn't their culture.

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i have noticed that somethings i write here are misunderstood. i try to write in a very general way. no one should be full of themselves to think that i am writing about them. please don't perceive unnecessary thoughts. if there's anything to go by with this page, acknowledge only if you are clearly stated.

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besides, only i am legal to be full of myself here. thank you :D

Serving The Smiling Customer

i was at this particular service office to replace an item which had become faulty.

it was a week day, nearing end of office hour. the waiting room was empty except for a lady and me. there was only one worker visible behind the desk, and she was trying her best to alleviate the problem of this man, who i later found out was accompanied by the lady in the waiting room. their "discussion" went on for quite some time.

it had been nearly 20mins before my number was called, and realized that there was more than one worker behind the desk. the man and the other worker still had not been able to settle the problem, which they found out was entirely the company's fault from the very begining.

i couldn't help but laugh at how the worker tried her best to reason with the man. all this in mandrin, so i guess they didn't know what i was laughing about. my case was a lot more simpler, so i had loadz of spare time to listen on their audible conversation. didn't help that the counters were just beside each other.

after another 10mins went by, finally they managed to settle the man's problem. then 2 ladies walked in sounding chirpy.

worker 1: they so excited.

worker 2: well i'm not excited.



one of the ladies came to the counter and enquired,

lady: what's your promotion?

worker 1: no promotion.

lady: how about discount?

worker 1: no discount.

lady: then what's so good about your company?

me: can start with the complaints :)


a bit too loud cause the workers heard it and started laughing. well i paid lotsa attention to the previous drama to pick it all up!

It Was Heart Stopping

to put it lightly, when IvanTheTerrible suddenly tells me while sitting in the hall watching tv,

"uncle sharman, i saw your girlfriend".

me: "huh?"

"yes i saw your girlfriend. and she was with the man. and he was looking at her. i saw your girlfriend, uncle sharman".

i was shocked. absolutely wtf moment. first of all, who was the girlfriend that i've yet to meet. when did i introduce her to him? and secondly, why was she with another man? downright humiliating. bad light for me.

curiously i asked, "what you mean, ivan?"

he replies, "i saw your girlfriend. on the tv, with the man on the bed. she was dancing."


-.-'' then only i realized that he had just seen beyonce's "halo" videoclip. my nephew knows me too well. the obsession :P while watching the BET awards, he said the same thing when beyonce came on. i thought him too much, i think lol

and he wasn't all that wrong anyway. beyonce's mine. but she's in bed with jay-z unfortunately.

keep dreaming!

Lie With Me

Leila, I'm not gonna leave...

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Please, open the door.

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it's 10 ten hours bottle to throttle. didn't say anything about thrust levers!

Probed

my mind is.

been awhile since the last post. bit busy, plus without a connection as of yet at the rumah bujang (bak kata mak cik sekuriti).

past week has been filled with MFTD (maintenance & flight training device) sessions. an MFTD is similar to a simulator, but without the motion, or any graphic that shows movement. its a touch screen mock cockpit to put it simple.

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these sessions were just like a welcome to the airbus family, i feel. familiarizion with the cockpit layout, cause different aircrafts have different cockpits, you don't want your hands hanging in the air searching for switches like doing the hokey-pokey. it was kinda cool, computarization and all. getting used to setting things up.

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the last day, we entered the real simulator. THE cockpit was awesome. the thrust levers were just ass-kicking! awe-struck in there.

these sessions were just introduction, many to go. much experience to come.

reminder to self: working in a multi crew cockpit is rather different. need to get used to task sharing. need to get used to teamwork. loadz to work on that. enough of screwing up, sharman.

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some pics on my laptop from 2 years ago, left abandon and forgotten. found em, and i thought of sharing. remember, they're a lil bigger and bugger now.

IvanTheTerrible supposedly as karate kid, hence the "bandana". which actually was the cloth used to tie the curtain.

NigelBiscuitBoy is crazy over tiger biscuit. seriously. the other day while shopping for groceries, he sat in the trolley. my sis placed a pack of tiger biscuit in the trolley, and he gushed:

"i lurrrrrrve tiger biscuit"

charming. advertorial material.

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my mind is boggled a little. do i really keep things to myself? *wonders* or maybe i'm just being a lil paranoid as usual.