Work Work....

This blog has been dormant for long enough. Been working the past few days. First at D** issuing IPO prospectuses (prospectii??) to the general public. I mean GENERAL public. The cleaner uncle, the office ladies and a man on a bike. But then again, my experience at Central Singapore CDC told me not to judge a person's wealth by their outward image.

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There was this dishevelled old man that hobbled into the CDC for financial and job assistance. He was something like 78, and stick-thin. The poor old man kept staring at the box of cream crackers on the Suzie's shelf, and his trembling fingers accepted the mug of steaming milo with gratitude. We gave him a stack. And yes i mean a stack of crackers. Something like 10. He gobbled it down.
And we gave him 10 more. And yeaps it went down too. We were astounded at his seemingly insatiable appetite. Later on, Sharon went to buy some noodles for him.

And soon after, Doreen arrived with the old man's biodata, as well as bank details.

He had $16,000 in his account. SIXTEEN FREAKING K CRISP SGD. And his answer to our queries was poetic.

"为了养老。。。"

Doreen was aghast.

"Uncle, 你现在不老几时才算老？"

Needless to say, he did not get the grant. Means testing, revisited.
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The D** job saw me meet up with incredibly full-of-themselves people.
So did my next job. One with Meng.

Its a wonder how such people survive in the working world.