Say ‘Good night!’ and Go

I received a call this morning from the branch manager of a hypermarket here. He wanted to see me and we arranged to meet after lunch.

I had submitted an application form the previous Thursday and didn’t think I would hear from them again after meeting with an IT employee. She mentioned that they were seeking someone with experience.

When I met with Mr. Muru this afternoon, he asked if I was really keen on the IT position. Well, I felt my chances slipping through my fingers. So I said that I was also open to anything relating to Customer Services. I then proceeded to show him my Employee of the Year 1995 certificate.

He looked at it and then said that they were looking for Customer Services staff as well. Hmm, lucky me. He added that I could work under the Customer Services dept and then learn about the IT system they use. I could be in Customer Service half the time, IT Assistant for the other half.

I am rather pleased about it because:

1) I get to do something I’m quite good at (customer relations)

2) I get to utilize my IT knowledge (even if just a tad) and learn something new.

He said that he’ll discuss matters with his boss (regarding my pay) and call me again in two days’ time. I could start work on the 1st of July! Yaay!

Dad says I should start learning to drive. And he says he’ll try to find a second-hand car. I told him to find a third-hand car, so that I won’t be afraid to crash it. Hehehe…I am indeed evil.

I think they don’t keep shift times like they do in the hotel. I do not want to be there at 7am, while customers only arrive at 10am.

The video above is United 300. The winner of the recent MTV Movie Awards. I couldn’t think of anything else to share off the top of my head.

Speaking of my head, I do vividly recall the time I was goofing about with an old pair of skates that didn’t quite fit. We didn’t have a helmet, so I was unprotected. I think I was around 11 or 12 at the time. I held on to the bars in front of the windows and let my feet scramble uncontrollably (just like in those cartoons). Somehow, I let go of the bars when the skates came loose and I remember falling, hitting the side of my head on to the concrete floor. A second later, when the white fog lifted from my eyes, this was the first thing that came to mind: “Cool! My head BOUNCED!”

Because I had done something silly and was liable to get a scolding, I didn’t mention this incident to my parents. There was no swelling, no cuts, no apparent damage and surprisingly, no pain.

Today, while surfing the health pages (I was looking up astigmatism because the optometrist said my astigmatism was really bad), I came across ‘Concussion‘. While I did see stars (one of the symptoms of a concussion), what’s more alarming is this:

Occasionally, a person who has a more serious concussion develops new symptoms over time and feels worse than he or she did before the injury. This is called post-concussive syndrome. If you have symptoms of post-concussive syndrome, call your doctor. Symptoms of post-concussive syndrome include:

* Changes in your ability to think, concentrate, or remember.
* Headaches or blurry vision.
* Changes in your sleep patterns, such as not being able to sleep or sleeping all the time.
* Changes in your personality such as becoming angry or anxious for no clear reason.
* Lack of interest in your usual activities.
* Changes in your sex drive.
* Loss of your sense of taste or smell.
* Feeling that you are spinning, whirling, falling, or tilting. These describe vertigo, or a sensation that you or your surroundings are moving when there is no movement. Vertigo may make you lightheaded or nauseated, and you may throw up. You may also have trouble standing or walking and lose your balance.

What alarms me is that I think I finally know why I can never remember what Mum told me. She blames it on my not paying attention to her. But I do listen! It’s just that it feels as if my memory has been wiped out and I have no recollection of our conversation. So that first symptom is what I have. I only seem to remember trivial things, such as birthdays of people who don’t remember my own birthday or even me! Considering I have very few close friends, I have loads of irrelevant birthdates stored in memory. March 25th - LPK, May 4th - YSF, May 10th - AC, May 23rd - a crush, June 1st - an a**hole who called me an aborigine in class when I was in Form 4 (or 5), among others. All these people don’t remember who I am, I’m sure.

It hasn’t rained in the afternoons for weeks now. It starts getting uncomfortable after lunch. The backs of knees start getting sweaty and sticky. Lying on my bed in front of the laptop is no fun when the parts of my body that make contact with my bed start feeling the heat I generate. And when dark clouds gather and there is thunder in the distance…it’s no use getting one’s hopes up. The clouds dissipate and soon it’s bare, blue skies!

It’s times like these that I welcome the thought of dying of hypothermia instead of heatstroke. I want snow!! I want Seattle rain, darn it!