Friday, October 14, 2005

This post will be puncuated with vulgarities, so if you can't take it, please ignore. Or simply close it. I don't care. I'm to tired to care. Let me state why I am in such a pissed state.

On Thursday I recieved a call at around 10am from the job agency(for purposes solely to protect my ass, they shall not be named. But as clues, the company name has only 3 letters and no vowels.) The lady on the end asked if I was still looking for a job.

Take note: It's bloody 10am. I am groggy.

I replied affirmative, and asked about job scope. She said it was something to do with a certian phone company. A well known phone company in Singapore. Well, I thought, respectable. Should be okay. Won't get cheated. Like fuck I was wrong. The job details were all fuzzy, cause she didn't know squat too. Something along the lines of "roadshow promoters, selling internet things" She even asked about my past job(doing PDAs for Hewlette Packard). I thought

"Should be an okay job."

Was dead wrong. Fucking. Wrong. Let's not get unfocused, yet. So we reported the next day at 10am Paya Lebar, some weird building. Then came the briefing.

Here's the bomb. No we weren't doing roadshows. Right now 90% of the people in there(mostly Poly students) were looking around and asking themselves,

"Weren't we told this was some roadshow for (Well known company)?"

Well, you're damn right you are. You're going to do a lan jiao road show, complete with map and paper. The fucking job was to cover the area on the map(1 map = 1 page of the Singapore Street Directory) and ask any Mama shop, provision shop, money changer or any shop that sold any prepaid cards(local as well as international).

Fair enough, given roughly 8 hours everyday(8.8 to be exact) and total 44 hours in 5 days to complete. Then we were given the map. I got paired up with someone else to do Bukit Panjang. Looking at the map, it looked pretty okay. Quite confident of covering in time(1 day, to leave the weekend for slacking before submitting my report on monday for 50%) So we left for the area. Had a long drawn lunch, before reaching. We weren't given t-shirts. No lan jiao ID. Not even a paper bearing the company logo. Just a stack of papers.

Kanninabehchaocheebye!

You think every easy to do this ah? Not a scrap of evidence, people giving you the chee bye eye. Kanina, some more must walk like a fuck far distance for the map. It fucking looks small down there. But noooo~, it's fucking far! Half the time I was asking myself,

"Simi lan jiao job lai de! Fucking idiotic!"

If you want to know the company, well, you know how to reach me. Just don't get pian by the rate(SGD$6.50/hour. It's little to me. For the fuck lan jiao shit that I'm doing). Don't trust that agency! FUCK.

Posted by melvin at 8:47 PM