My second post. Nothing funny nor great to write about. I'm kind of stucked in between reality and my dreams. My desire of owning that new Kawa's baby Ninja or some say "Ninjette" has haunt me even in my dreams....
I now often dreamt about that darn bike!
I went and fill out few forms at different locations just to increase my chances for my part-time job. Well, guess, what??
Still no calls until today.
I guess that dream might become worst. Time will tell....
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Too Heroes... The New Beginning....!
I was asked by a friend of mine, "if we were given a chance to have a side income, what would we do?"
And then with a solid face and confidence, without hesitation and with haste, I answered, "I wanna be a crew of McD****d!"
Fine....
It might be a dirty job, but someone has to do it (until at this exact moment, I don't really know of which part could I define, "dirty". It might be from the hamburger-fried oil that might colour your work shirt and stain it. Or am I being prejudice as seeing a kitchen worker as a "low class" working position). But the truth is, I never have wanted to work in a mall, folding and displaying t-shirts as the work would really test my patience when customers might unfold EACH shirt, trying it on, but with no intention of buying it.
Or I could never have applied for a part-time cashier's position since I wouldn't like people to yell at me, if I'm taking my time of handing them over their changes.
Then, a friend of mine gave a suggestion "Why don't we be a leach farmer?? There's a demand in the market today!"
Now, that my friend is the most self-centered opinion I've ever heard of. If I really do have a decent RM1000 for my savings, I wouldn't be wasting my time of thinking, of which part-time job I would be "participating" in.
Where are my manners?
Let me introduce myself. My name's Mohd Fairus Bin Jaafar, normally addressed "Fairus" for my working colleagues. I've been addressed a few and even some, of I don't approve. For my college buddies, I'm Ah Pu and some called me as "Bob". I'm 27 years old. Single (of the marriage relationship) but am currently seeing someone. Ambitious, sometimes impatient (my friends find it most of the time!) and would like to have the acknowledgement and credits of things I've done almost instantly....!
Was previously working with DiGi Telecommunication as a Contact Centre Consultant (maybe in later post I'll explain on why did I leave DiGi???) and didn't become happy of the company (hell, I'm still not happy with it!).
So ambitious, it even made me day-dreaming of having the new Kawa Ninja 250R (also would be explain in later post. :P). Not really liked in having any arguements and sometimes to the extend that I would back myself from prolonging any conversation even if I knew I was at the right from the beginning.
Soon after that, another friend of mine suggested, "Why don't we start a blog???"
"A blog...??" I repeated. Yeeesss..... They would pay you quite reasonable amount if it reaches popularity and sometimes, it would generate a whole new 'culture' if your ideas are backed by your readers.
So we started. And this is my first blog. Ambitious, impatient and yet easy to be pissed off, trying to seduce others in reading my post. Trying to be a hero whilst was trying too hard for it. Oh, the plural thingy? Another one is my friend. Maybe he'll post later. So we'd called ourselves, "The Too Heroes!"
And then with a solid face and confidence, without hesitation and with haste, I answered, "I wanna be a crew of McD****d!"
Fine....
It might be a dirty job, but someone has to do it (until at this exact moment, I don't really know of which part could I define, "dirty". It might be from the hamburger-fried oil that might colour your work shirt and stain it. Or am I being prejudice as seeing a kitchen worker as a "low class" working position). But the truth is, I never have wanted to work in a mall, folding and displaying t-shirts as the work would really test my patience when customers might unfold EACH shirt, trying it on, but with no intention of buying it.
Or I could never have applied for a part-time cashier's position since I wouldn't like people to yell at me, if I'm taking my time of handing them over their changes.
Then, a friend of mine gave a suggestion "Why don't we be a leach farmer?? There's a demand in the market today!"
Now, that my friend is the most self-centered opinion I've ever heard of. If I really do have a decent RM1000 for my savings, I wouldn't be wasting my time of thinking, of which part-time job I would be "participating" in.
Where are my manners?
Let me introduce myself. My name's Mohd Fairus Bin Jaafar, normally addressed "Fairus" for my working colleagues. I've been addressed a few and even some, of I don't approve. For my college buddies, I'm Ah Pu and some called me as "Bob". I'm 27 years old. Single (of the marriage relationship) but am currently seeing someone. Ambitious, sometimes impatient (my friends find it most of the time!) and would like to have the acknowledgement and credits of things I've done almost instantly....!
Was previously working with DiGi Telecommunication as a Contact Centre Consultant (maybe in later post I'll explain on why did I leave DiGi???) and didn't become happy of the company (hell, I'm still not happy with it!).
So ambitious, it even made me day-dreaming of having the new Kawa Ninja 250R (also would be explain in later post. :P). Not really liked in having any arguements and sometimes to the extend that I would back myself from prolonging any conversation even if I knew I was at the right from the beginning.
Soon after that, another friend of mine suggested, "Why don't we start a blog???"
"A blog...??" I repeated. Yeeesss..... They would pay you quite reasonable amount if it reaches popularity and sometimes, it would generate a whole new 'culture' if your ideas are backed by your readers.
So we started. And this is my first blog. Ambitious, impatient and yet easy to be pissed off, trying to seduce others in reading my post. Trying to be a hero whilst was trying too hard for it. Oh, the plural thingy? Another one is my friend. Maybe he'll post later. So we'd called ourselves, "The Too Heroes!"
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