Unpredictability....
Finally the IMF bullshit meeting is over, the whole press can go raving on how the whole thing was a success, from my micro point of view, it was bullshit planning.
At least the newspaper did mention that the drivers were inadequately prepared as we were not given a proper orientation run on the routes after the Marina area was partially cordoned.
For me that was the least of my problems. In typically SAF style, we were made to do nothing for 12 hours, before making us rush, and then do nothing for 5 hours again. I spent Sat night 9pm till Sun 4 am doing nothing before driving to the airport. In the end, I waited till 1pm, did not manage to pick any guest from the airport because they simply did not arrive. All the SAF guy could tell me is," We are not able to control our delegates' arrival." I spent 16 hours of my life, doing nothing, as if SAF haven't screwed up my life.
Some more horror stories about the guests blasting through the arrival hall, not knowing they have someone to pick them up and a limousine for them. Maybe everything was meant to be a "pleasant surprise" for them. I bet they don't get any of this shit in D.C where they meet almost every year.
As someone wise told me, " it's better for us to complain than the guests complain, if we are complaining enough, that means there's no problem on the other side." That's true, but if SAF were a private corporation, it's gonna be the first to bleed to death. Why the hell you need 20 cars at the airport when not even a single soul is arriving, that's simply OVERKILL... A 12 hour waiting time before you get a guest in your car, that's just plain idiocy. I can't even give a proper smile after 12 hours of waiting.
Conclusion: Any moron could have planned this transportation arrangement, especially if I have 2000% spare capacity, so i can't even call this a success.
Life takes unpredictable twists, I am sure I'm not the first to say this, and I won't be the last.
Mr A broke up with his girlfriend of 7 years, most people didn't believe what was going on. Miss B, a very attractive girl, broke up with his boyfriend of 8 years, she's now back into the pool to fish and to be fished.
For me, after a failed relationship, I'm picking myself up after 5 months, I'm stuck in a position I absolutely abhor. I warned myself not to get involved in this kind of situation, serves me right for feeling miserable now... But I know myself, this won't last for long, girls are the last thing that's gonna make me commit suicide. There's far more things in life I wanan achieve than to be thinking of girls, so if things don't work out, I'll take it as her loss, not mine.
Combination of work, girls, post IMF bitching, it's making my life go upside down....
I gonna go to the sea tomorrow and scream right at it....
At least the newspaper did mention that the drivers were inadequately prepared as we were not given a proper orientation run on the routes after the Marina area was partially cordoned.
For me that was the least of my problems. In typically SAF style, we were made to do nothing for 12 hours, before making us rush, and then do nothing for 5 hours again. I spent Sat night 9pm till Sun 4 am doing nothing before driving to the airport. In the end, I waited till 1pm, did not manage to pick any guest from the airport because they simply did not arrive. All the SAF guy could tell me is," We are not able to control our delegates' arrival." I spent 16 hours of my life, doing nothing, as if SAF haven't screwed up my life.
Some more horror stories about the guests blasting through the arrival hall, not knowing they have someone to pick them up and a limousine for them. Maybe everything was meant to be a "pleasant surprise" for them. I bet they don't get any of this shit in D.C where they meet almost every year.
As someone wise told me, " it's better for us to complain than the guests complain, if we are complaining enough, that means there's no problem on the other side." That's true, but if SAF were a private corporation, it's gonna be the first to bleed to death. Why the hell you need 20 cars at the airport when not even a single soul is arriving, that's simply OVERKILL... A 12 hour waiting time before you get a guest in your car, that's just plain idiocy. I can't even give a proper smile after 12 hours of waiting.
Conclusion: Any moron could have planned this transportation arrangement, especially if I have 2000% spare capacity, so i can't even call this a success.
Life takes unpredictable twists, I am sure I'm not the first to say this, and I won't be the last.
Mr A broke up with his girlfriend of 7 years, most people didn't believe what was going on. Miss B, a very attractive girl, broke up with his boyfriend of 8 years, she's now back into the pool to fish and to be fished.
For me, after a failed relationship, I'm picking myself up after 5 months, I'm stuck in a position I absolutely abhor. I warned myself not to get involved in this kind of situation, serves me right for feeling miserable now... But I know myself, this won't last for long, girls are the last thing that's gonna make me commit suicide. There's far more things in life I wanan achieve than to be thinking of girls, so if things don't work out, I'll take it as her loss, not mine.
Combination of work, girls, post IMF bitching, it's making my life go upside down....
I gonna go to the sea tomorrow and scream right at it....
