Haven't been in a good mood lately. A combination of things -- primarily involving work, since it constitutes 65% of my normal awake time. I didn't have high expectations, but seeing the small dollar figure actually on paper was still just as disappointing. My coworker seems to be quite pleased with his payout. It's not that he exceeded his sales plans and earned a hefty bonus -- it's because he is new to the position and this was his first year to receive a bonus of any kind. I guess this is a classic example of the matter of perspective. Since I've got a taste of a handsome payout in the past, it's hard to go back to the bare minimum. My bonus payout was 1/2 of what I received last year. I guess I should be grateful for receiving at least something. But you know that people are never satisfied... and I'm one of them.
On another note, I am depressed to learn that a lot of people in our company are leaving. First, some of my closest coworkers have relocated to other places. Second, people are resigning left and right -- moving onto greener pastures I guess. Although I do not know these people on a personal level, it's very unmotivating to hear about resignations everyday. It almost feels like everyone is trying to jump off a sinking boat, and I am the only one left behind. (In case you're wondering, I have been trying to jump out myself, but results have been unsuccessful and difficult.) And just today, I have yet to hear another person abandoning me. This time, it's my own boss!! He's not "leaving" the company per se, but leaving the department. He got reassigned to other department Needless to say, I am very very sad...
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
It's really quiet here today, which is nice. A lot of people have either took today off as vacation or away from the office on market. I love being not bothered by micro managers who love to butt into every little business of mine. I love being able to take a 15min break from it all and blog. I love the quietness of the office. Unfortunately, the quietness does have its bad turns though. Suddenly, people's conversations get magnified 10 times. I try to zone out and not eavesdrop, but it's hard when the conversation is accompanied by loud laughs and lasts for over an hour. It gets annoying. It gets MORE annoying when they are talking in a dialect that I don't understand. Then the words just become pure noise....
Monday, February 02, 2004
Baby Stuff
I have been so busy at work that I no longer have free time to blog anymore. It's sad that I don't even take my daily walks around downtown during lunch time anymore. It's also really sad that I no longer enjoy relaxed-Fridays. Since the beginning of the year, I have been just slammed with projects and emails in all directions.
Anyways, on to other things -- I have found a new hobby in crocheting. I learned how to crochet in college -- each of us crocheted a little squares so we can combine them and make them into big blankets for donation to local children hospitals. Now, I decided to pick up the hobby again. So, I searched the web, and there, in a matter of seconds, I found the crochet pattern for baby booties. It took me a while to re-learn basic stitches, but in no time, I began crocheting baby booties. I made a pair for my future nephew who is due in May. I also made a pair of matching mitts. Crocheting definitely takes the stress out of my normal workday. And upon searching for crochet patterns, I discovered that there are organizations out there who receive donations of baby booties, mitts and baby afghans. They are really meant for preemies, or premature babies, who spend long days at the hospital before release. It seemed like an excellent idea. So here I am, determined to crochet a nice baby afghan to donate to an unfortunate preemie. I haven't started yet, but I will make it a priority for this year.
Speaking about babies, I stumbled across a baby catalog the other day. I just realized how lucrative the baby product industry is nowadays. The catalog displayed all sorts of unimaginable products -- from diaper genies to baby monitors to baby bjorns. Boy, I never realized that these products were even invented. What happened to the good old cloth diapers and the Chinese little red cloth to carry the baby in your back? Seems like the new products are just banking on old ideas but with an added twist -- or so they claim as "safer" and more "ergo." Whatever.
Anyways, on to other things -- I have found a new hobby in crocheting. I learned how to crochet in college -- each of us crocheted a little squares so we can combine them and make them into big blankets for donation to local children hospitals. Now, I decided to pick up the hobby again. So, I searched the web, and there, in a matter of seconds, I found the crochet pattern for baby booties. It took me a while to re-learn basic stitches, but in no time, I began crocheting baby booties. I made a pair for my future nephew who is due in May. I also made a pair of matching mitts. Crocheting definitely takes the stress out of my normal workday. And upon searching for crochet patterns, I discovered that there are organizations out there who receive donations of baby booties, mitts and baby afghans. They are really meant for preemies, or premature babies, who spend long days at the hospital before release. It seemed like an excellent idea. So here I am, determined to crochet a nice baby afghan to donate to an unfortunate preemie. I haven't started yet, but I will make it a priority for this year.
Speaking about babies, I stumbled across a baby catalog the other day. I just realized how lucrative the baby product industry is nowadays. The catalog displayed all sorts of unimaginable products -- from diaper genies to baby monitors to baby bjorns. Boy, I never realized that these products were even invented. What happened to the good old cloth diapers and the Chinese little red cloth to carry the baby in your back? Seems like the new products are just banking on old ideas but with an added twist -- or so they claim as "safer" and more "ergo." Whatever.
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