Sunday, September 12, 2010

1-0 in favour of "rocks my socks"

I have an unbelievable amount of work to get done, and to get my intern to get done, before he leaves to further his studies.

And then I get sent to India for a work trip.

I did briefly entertain thoughts of being scammed of my cash, relieved of my luggage and left standing by some no name street in the middle of an unknown city, but one has to do what one has to do, right?

And if it means getting an edge over your competitors, 'kiasu' me would even travel by foot to Mongolia. My black Delsey business case is surely being used to within an inch of its life lately.. was opening the suitcase to pack for Mumbai when I realized I had to first unpack from Bangkok.

I am seriously at risk of turning into a bipolar freak, the way I go between "this job rocks my socks" and "this job cramps my style".

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