<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285</id><updated>2009-07-15T09:24:11.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Anything Can Go Wrong, It Will</title><subtitle type='html'>My words are my thoughts and I'm a pessimist person who just thinks that Murphy's Law is what defines me. I believe that anything bad that has ever happened will continue to do so. So, if anything just cannot go wrong, it will anyway...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>373</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111366003629297092</id><published>2005-04-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T14:42:07.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long... Farewell...</title><content type='html'>Okay, here's the deal. I see that a few has guess that I already owned my own domain, which is &lt;a href="http://www.jaselee.com"&gt;http://www.jaselee.com&lt;/a&gt;. Damn, Anand keeps spoiling the broth! Anyways, this account is shared amongst the photogs so we have ample spaces to play around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it over here. Just click over to &lt;a href="http://www.jaselee.com"&gt;http://www.jaselee.com&lt;/a&gt; and you'll get my latest post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Updated - the page will automatically forward to my new page after inactivity of 5 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111366003629297092?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111366003629297092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111366003629297092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111366003629297092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111366003629297092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-long-farewell.html' title='So Long... Farewell...'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111353161906536863</id><published>2005-04-15T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:20:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going To Be My Last...</title><content type='html'>Well, the job here is like a warzone. People from other department is trying to kill you in anyway they can. These agents under me never seem to see that the outside world is trying to kill them, while me and my partner in crime is working hard to protect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with this few days? I've been busy fighting the war on the backend that I was left exhausted washed ashore of some abandoned beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is going to be my last post on Blogger. Why? Well let's say that sometime cooking up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111353161906536863?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111353161906536863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111353161906536863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111353161906536863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111353161906536863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/04/going-to-be-my-last.html' title='Going To Be My Last...'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111307258850924718</id><published>2005-04-10T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T02:57:30.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddhist Association Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/1225/640/DSC_72781.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/1225/320/DSC_72781.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a bunch of us photogs has been invited to go for a photoshoot session with the Buddhist Association of Penang in Botanical Garden. It was led by a master and a lot of apprentices appeared to take shoot the model. Despite of many new learner showed up, a few masters showed up as well, those having professional camera equipment to even a point and shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's where the fun starts. It seems that the group are fun bunch of people dedicated to make the photoshoot event a success. The lighting was great, and we're able to make do of many of the model's appearence. The masters do provide some insights about world of photography but hell, do we need that? Alright, I was just joking. I can't help but to stand to listen up to some lecture the masters are providing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, the main events are the models themselves. This is the first time that we have 3 models shoot at a go! We tried very hard to juggle between them but it seems the last 2 was taken up by most of the photogs, so a bunch of us are only left with one (picture as above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more of the swirling action, here's the &lt;a href="http://jaselee.fotopic.net/c494141.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the recent model shoot? Here's &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/teetoo/photoshoot_bhuddistassociation"&gt;Teetoo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bonuschan.fotopic.net/c488335.html"&gt;Bonus Chan&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.fotop.net/bitbytes9/botanical"&gt;Bitbytes9&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111307258850924718?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111307258850924718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111307258850924718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111307258850924718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111307258850924718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/04/buddhist-association-photoshoot.html' title='Buddhist Association Photoshoot'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111294486748162904</id><published>2005-04-08T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T03:04:44.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Job Sucks</title><content type='html'>This new job is getting more pilling. If my dear reader can check out my post, it seems that I scarcely have the time to even add in a new post. Very sorry on my part, as my skills in time management really sucks and therefore got stuck with a lot of work. Okay, let's get on to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here at work when one of stupid Sales escalated a case. And it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Customer is having one of our notebook.&lt;br /&gt;2. Customer is having problem read/write to his network.&lt;br /&gt;3. Same thing duplicated, found no problem on our own network&lt;br /&gt;4. A new driver download from the manufacturer seem to fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the customer contacted the stupid sales person and she asked me how come there were no drivers update on our side? I checked and found indeed that there is no driver. Told her that we tested the same configuration but found no problem on our part here. Sadly, she still persist on the matter why the new driver is not updated and was frustrated that she contacted her manager to escalate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, if she wants to play it that way... let the game begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager wrote a very long nice intimidating email to the queue manager. After a check, found out the manager also has rejected her case due to the fact that there is no way of us updating the driver if it fits to the normal circumstances. Apparently, the sales woman is trying very hard to please her customer by having one of us being the fall guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escalated to a higher party where our development group are responsible for drivers testing. After asking her a few questions, it seems that the sales woman stopped replying her email...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111294486748162904?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111294486748162904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111294486748162904&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111294486748162904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111294486748162904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-job-sucks.html' title='My Job Sucks'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111266787217497460</id><published>2005-04-05T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T22:15:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWed By WOW</title><content type='html'>Okay, before y'all start thinking what is this shit... WOW is short for &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/"&gt;World of Warcraft&lt;/a&gt;. Yes I admit recently I went over to the dark side and start spending my time on the MMORPG&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;. How does it fare? Well, aside from being like many other MMORPG games out there, WOW actually takes the meaning MMORPG to a whole new level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting about WOW is that it relives from the story from &lt;a href="http://www.blizzard.com/war3/"&gt;Warcraft III&lt;/a&gt;. It has excellent race/class/profession balancing. Why I say this? Imagine you have to play as Warrior or Hunter. Both have totally different ways to handle your character. However after playing for a while, I somehow realize that they are all aimed towards the same goal, but somehow in a rather skewed way to approach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Lemme play WOW for now. Think I'll have very less updates for time to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; MMORPG = Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111266787217497460?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111266787217497460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111266787217497460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111266787217497460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111266787217497460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/04/wowed-by-wow.html' title='WOWed By WOW'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111260408458303514</id><published>2005-04-04T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T16:41:24.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Time In The World</title><content type='html'>I'm very sorry dear reader but my time doesn't permit me to blog as much these days. You see, being in my working level not only demanding a lot of stress handling but a lot of data handling coupled with a lot management attitude handling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these management drones love nothing but data. They have nothing else to fight on but to argue about data. I've given like half of my life to data discussed by the management and how to augment them. And their higher ups even lived solely for data. So, there I was explaining to the manager for my men's incoherent for the taste of word fight in the management meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does it fare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suck. I prefer the time talking to stupid customer and provide my utmost attention to them. Being in my position doesn't have a lot pros but the cons are overwhelming. At one hand I have agents banging on my cubicle demanding for solution while on the other hand, the management is breathing down my neck demanding why our performance is not par to the standard as indicated in the data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so tired that on the weekend, I want to make sure that NONE of it are work related. I have fun taking photoshoot session recently on the Botanical Garden, organized by some local Buddhist association as some old masters are guiding some young appretice in the ways of photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got enough experience to grasp their concept but it is always fun to review what you have know by listening to a teacher. However, the best things was there are 3 models for us to shoot and it's very interesting working with them. More pictures coming up later as I need some time to really chill out and ease my stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111260408458303514?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111260408458303514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111260408458303514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111260408458303514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111260408458303514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-time-in-world.html' title='All The Time In The World'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111220215178986891</id><published>2005-03-31T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T01:02:31.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50mm... Here I come!</title><content type='html'>Realized these few days I have problem posting/editing my blog over &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt;. Well, in anyway I think &lt;a href="http://wbloggar.com/"&gt;Bloggar&lt;/a&gt; worked just fine. In anyways, just collected my paycheck and I'm actually eyeing some lenses for my camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, I cannot decide whether I would like to go for the telephoto zoom or just go for the quality of a picture. After much model shooting and serious consideration, I decided to abandon the telephoto zoom and concentrate on taking better portrait photos. I have put a lot of research into this &lt;a href="http://nikonimaging.com/global/products/lens/af/normal/af_50mmf_18d/index.htm"&gt;Nikon 50mm f/1.8&lt;/a&gt; lense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top that off, I need flashes as well, so I'm considering the &lt;a href="http://nikonimaging.com/global/products/accessory/speedlights/sb-600/index.htm"&gt;SB-600&lt;/a&gt; due to the fact that I'm quite low on the cash and that's the only cheapest flash for my &lt;a href="http://nikonimaging.com/global/products/digitalcamera/slr/d70/index.htm"&gt;Nikon D70&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess that's the equipment I needed for some serious photoshooting. There are some better lense and flashes out there but I don't think I have the money to afford that. However, like what &lt;a href="http://www.kenrockwell.com/"&gt;Ken Rockwell&lt;/a&gt; always emphasize on, it's always the skill of the photographer that has to frame the picture in his mind, to make it appear into a photograph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111220215178986891?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111220215178986891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111220215178986891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111220215178986891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111220215178986891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/50mm-here-i-come.html' title='50mm... Here I come!'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111199834870629702</id><published>2005-03-28T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T01:06:15.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot At Botanical Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v407/jaselee/MayChng_sml.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, we photogs have another photoshoot which was held at the Botanical Garden. We took hold of some secluded area which host some variety of Japanese garden. This time our model is May Ch'ng, which came here with her boyfriend to do her photography session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty stiff at first, most probably she don't know what our expectations are. However, after about half-an-hour of shoot, she's beginning to loosen up and that's where our model started to shine very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the session is over, we realized we took very few photographs due to the fact that most of us are controlling our shots. In other words, that means we strive for quality instead of quantity. I'm very proud of the shoot because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I learned a lot about playing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FULL MANUAL&lt;/span&gt; control. &lt;br /&gt;2. Over casted lighting is excellent for taking outdoor shots. Camera can easily take the sun's spectrum which in turn produced a very accurate color matrix.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a chance to play with &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/teetoo/"&gt;Teetoo&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.tamron.com/lenses/prod/70300mm.asp"&gt;Tamron 70-300mm f/4.5&lt;/a&gt;. Quite an excellent product but the bad part of the lense is that it has trouble focusing other than the centre point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/teetoo/"&gt;Teetoo&lt;/a&gt;'s result using the fixed 50mm f/1.8 and it has a huge impact on potrait photography. I just got to get me one of those. Aside from the hardware specification, I'd say that the morning has been uneventful in which we truly enjoy our newfound place to shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated: I wasn't able to prepare the link because Blogger's web interface suffered some difficulties and does not allow me to republish my post. Anyway, here's my direct link to the &lt;a href="http://jaselee.fotopic.net/c478245.html"&gt;May's gallery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get enough of her? Try &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/teetoo/modelshoot_may"&gt;Teetoo&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/hclee/mych"&gt;HCLee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111199834870629702?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111199834870629702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111199834870629702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111199834870629702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111199834870629702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/photoshoot-at-botanical-garden.html' title='Photoshoot At Botanical Garden'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111198807493999099</id><published>2005-03-28T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T09:51:45.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Time Period</title><content type='html'>Phew, it's after lunch and I'm glad to have lunch with Tai-Kar-Cheh and an old mate of mine working in the same company. Anyways, after I got back, I received a mail from the Tai Chi Queen stating that our agent need to put in the correct information so that the case can be filled in much faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-characters-review.html"&gt;Scream Queen&lt;/a&gt; got the email too, so she filled in the detail and sent it to the corresponding agent. After a while, an official mail is out as an instruction to the Technical Support department that the correct format should be filled prior escalating a case to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder why is this necessary considering we already have a journaling system on our database and the escalation team could easily get the serial or case number, run it by the number and get the result. But does the Tai Chi Queen knows how to use them? Of course not! That's why she's getting my agent to do the extra work for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated: Don't know why this post didn't appear in my blog yesterday despite I've already updated it as Publish Post. In fact, I think &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;Blogger&lt;/a&gt; has a few problems of it's own these few days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111198807493999099?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111198807493999099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111198807493999099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111198807493999099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111198807493999099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/half-time-period.html' title='Half-Time Period'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111173741426694134</id><published>2005-03-25T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:35:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's one customer that's been bugging &lt;a href="http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-characters-review.html"&gt;Scream Queen&lt;/a&gt; in regards for his touchpad. Now guys, if the system went into a suspend and it resulted an erratic mouse movement, and after a while of moving the mouse to resolve the problem, what do you guys think it's the issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one small fry customer who's trying to act big trying to intimidate my agents. We know that this is only a software issue but the idiot expected that by buying on of the notebooks, he already owned the moon and the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the customer was so persistent and there is no way technical speciality is able to help with the case, we pass this case over to the customer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This customer service agent, already known for her Tai Chi&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; action passed the case back to my agent. I was pissed that I sent an updated message, with all the action that we've done and pass the case back to her. What a lazy agent. She thinks just because it has to do with technical, she just pass it back to us without wanting to looking at the case first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad she went back early. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Tai Chi is a discipline derived from a martial art in order to activate a person's energy (chi) that makes a person so healthy. However, the nature of Tai Chi is to 'borrow' the attacker's energy and divert it back to the attacker. In a basic routine in our office, a Tai Chi master can try to push back a case back to the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Before I forget, the &lt;a href="http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/freakshow.html"&gt;stolen notebook&lt;/a&gt; case has a little twist on it. The thief is smart enough to rename another PC to the serial number on the notebook. That's why we've been pinging the wrong machine. A few L2s has already been dispatched on investigating the case but no clues turn up for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111173741426694134?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111173741426694134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111173741426694134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111173741426694134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111173741426694134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111166483117925910</id><published>2005-03-24T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T19:56:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakshow</title><content type='html'>God damn I'm have a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brushed Clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went for a meeting for the manager. Each team has to present to the manager why there are a repeated calls and how come there are even a repeated dispatch despite of every precautions the agent has taken and the management has done. So, when it was my turn to present, I didn't realize I put in all the wrong information. Instead of focusing all the faulty parts that need to be revised, I put all the information about the agent and what to be done about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has caused the manager to question what am I supposed to be doing by focusing on the agent. Since I'm the 2nd level for the technical support department and it's not befitting for me to focus on the agent. I'm supposed to be looking at the components and what has caused the failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got some real good scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was lucky as the other 2nd level guy wasn't so fortunate as me. He managed to focus on the correct parts, but his action item was to get other department and the customer to coorperate in order to get the result that he wants. So the manager screwed him over, asking how he has control other than the agent which is under him. Unable to answer, the manager proceed to screw him in likes of what I've never ever seen before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really pitied the 2nd level guy, after being down, the manager continue to kick and slam him. A quick check on the other manager found that he doesn't have a grasp on English and this has caused a misunderstanding between him and the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stolen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new shiny notebook was received by Neo in the morning was passed to me. I made some checkup, verify it cosmetically and found no issue with it. I powered up and the information came up without any problem. So I got the serial number and recorded it. Luckily, the system already got it's name, which has the same number as the serial number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I assigned the notebook to my men of charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back early yesterday because I was pratically sick. Not sick in a way but sick of my men approaching me for even the smallest details. I got pissed off and I decided to get back as fast as possible. &lt;a href="http://www.thebookofjobe.com/"&gt;Jobe&lt;/a&gt; asked for a lift, which I gladly give before I quickly headed back to my home for the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I didn't remember that there is a meeting in the evening but I don't care. Sleep and getting away from the guys are my main priority. So when I got back today, the agent approached me with a really really white face. He told me that the system was stolen because when he returned from the meeting and found the notebook missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, he went to the meeting leaving the notebook on the table. When he came back, it went missing. A quick check with Neo and he quickly pinged the unit and found it was DETECTED! That means the system is still in our office, just that we need to find it ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We managed to trace it to a room but it was locked. That's good. We managed to corner some bastards and let's see if tomorrow we can catch the culprit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111166483117925910?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111166483117925910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111166483117925910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111166483117925910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111166483117925910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/freakshow.html' title='Freakshow'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111150333020265695</id><published>2005-03-22T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T05:58:45.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tai Kar Cheh vs. Queen Leader</title><content type='html'>Please refer to the &lt;a href="http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-characters-review.html"&gt;character sheet&lt;/a&gt; for some insights to the character. Some of the new agents asked me what was it to work 4 years ago when the technical support is still it's in infancy. Just told them that it was pretty messed up with lots of dictators and people with attitude problem all around. The idea of problematic people suddenly pops up a story that happened long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the new technical support agents didn't know the dispute between the two giants prior to their work right now. A few of us that's been with the company knew about the history and how it actually tickles our hearts. You see, when I came in, both Tai Kar Cheh and the Queen Leader are the only females at Technical Support, and I guess from there you can see that they have a little competition between themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one time that both of them were call-taking agents and both of them are still new taking calls from the customer. With a stroke of luck, both of them ended working night shift with an observation from a queue leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Tai Kar Cheh received a call from the customer who claims he has a problem with his system. After she managed to resolve the issue, the customer proclaims that he was assisted by another female agents, and it has screwed up his system badly. However, thanking the customer, Tai Kar Cheh quickly closed the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After closing the call, she just made a general broadcast that some girl guided the customer unsuccessfully and it has caused him grief. 10 minutes later, she found that Queen Leader broke down and cried. After a while of consoling, the queue leader told Tai Kar Cheh that she hurt Queen Leader's feeling and she should apologize to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai Kar Cheh, being an upstanding person, asked the queue leader why she should apologize when she didn't hurt anyone's feeling before. If Queen Leader did felt bad about this, then perhaps it was really her mistake! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Siapa makan cili, dialah merasa pedas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being persisted a few times by the working queue leader, she was forced to apologize the Queen Leader. However, Queen Leader still wasn't satisfied with the matter and logged off from the phone system and gave the silent treatment to Tai Kar Cheh. Since Tai Kar Cheh figured that she wasn't at the wrong side, she ignored her until to such a certain extend that she really need to communicate with her officially or work related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how it all turns out. Met up with Tai Kar Cheh for dinner recently made me feel how come such person could be promoted to a team leader anyway? Oh what the hell, the management drones never made any good decision anyway. But at least life is good now. Tai Kar Cheh is currently a manager handling 2 teams at once and with her super ambidextous skill, she was able asert control and brought up one of the worse queue to become one of the most successful ones in Asia Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; A saying in Malay where whoever consume chili, he would be the one to felt the hot/spicy taste in his mouth. It goes to say that whoever has made a mistake, that person will feel guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111150333020265695?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111150333020265695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111150333020265695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111150333020265695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111150333020265695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/tai-kar-cheh-vs-queen-leader.html' title='Tai Kar Cheh vs. Queen Leader'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111138775504298512</id><published>2005-03-21T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T07:45:07.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Appreciative Individual</title><content type='html'>I finally understand what &lt;a href="http://chocbox.blogspot.com"&gt;Lynnee&lt;/a&gt; went through when you're trying to &lt;a href="http://chocbox.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-care-when-others-dont-care.html"&gt;lend a hand&lt;/a&gt;. There's this guy who have a problem with his computer in our office. Being a nice samaritan, I was approached even by the IT guys in regards of his problem and I tried my best to resolve his situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently his system screwed up that it cannot boot to Windows. Even through a special environment known as Safe Mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it seems that the current equipment is not enough, so I headed back to my place to pick up an additional notebook, with a bootable CD, 2nd hard drive bay and even some cables just in case. However, upon reaching his place, I don't know what got on to me and I put the whole package onto another colleague's cubicle and took out only the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried my best to resolve the issue, but it seems that this guy was too frustrated and yelled at me for his own loss. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold; color:red;"&gt;Okay, that does it!&lt;/span&gt; What I did was I reported to him and the manager that there's no other way to recover his data, took back the CD, took up my package and left the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people could be so insensitive that we're actually trying our best to help him, but just because they are frustrated, they have to let go on the person that's helping them. And they never seem to grasp the concept that they are the ones in trouble, not us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the place in pride, and let see how this motherf**ker burn just because his emotion is more important than preserving other people's feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111138775504298512?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111138775504298512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111138775504298512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111138775504298512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111138775504298512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/non-appreciative-individual.html' title='Non-Appreciative Individual'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111127649855731238</id><published>2005-03-20T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T03:41:48.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot At Teetoo's Residence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/1225/640/fion.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/1225/320/fion.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here's one event that we've been waiting for. This time, our model is &lt;a href="http://www.stardust.com.my/fion.htm"&gt;Fion Cao&lt;/a&gt;, a veteran beauty of fashion show, catwalk and other elegant activities that required skilled modeling. She's surprisingly friendly and humble during the shoot and we're able to talk without any fear of remorse *ehem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event is held at &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/teetoo/"&gt;Teetoo&lt;/a&gt;'s residence, as we're trying our hands in indoor shooting. Not much flash is used as we allow a lot of sunlight to cast on our model which surprisingly produces a very natural flow of pictures. Being very professional and creative for photoshoot posting, we've amass a lot of her photos but she forgot that this bunch of blood-thirstied photogs never let go a moment of her alone. Well except during her clothes change, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge during taking the picture is that 6 of us photogs actually competed over some angle over a span of tight spaces. However, some friendly dispute ensures that most of the photogs can get their angle to shoot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say that this is the most successful event that we've organized and I'm very proud to say that I really enjoyed working with Fion. Well, we're still looking forward to work with her in time to cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more of her ever graceful beautiful pictures, check out my &lt;a href="http://jaselee.fotopic.net/c467566.html"&gt;Fotopic&lt;/a&gt; page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, for more other pictures, do check: &lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/teetoo/modelshoot_fion"&gt;Teetoo&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.fotop.net/bitbytes9/fion"&gt;Bitbytes9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111127649855731238?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111127649855731238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111127649855731238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111127649855731238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111127649855731238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/photoshoot-at-teetoos-residence.html' title='Photoshoot At Teetoo&apos;s Residence'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111110672170874230</id><published>2005-03-18T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:50:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bastardized Drivers</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen some bastard on the road driving a Mercedes Kompressor, BMW 5.3.1 or even Ford Ranger doing about 30km/h on the speedway road? I have the sudden realization that although these bastards are rich, they're not competent to handle the road. Most of them are not up to par to the driving standards of Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, while we're on the subject, most of these bastard's vehicles do not carry the number plate from Penang. While I agree that you can see less incompetent Penang driver on the road, these outstationers never seem to understand the concept of Penang driving. I believe I can speak for all Penangties that we love our roads and it's very small. So it really pisses us off when we see an outsider comes to our island, drives like a road hog, while crawling on the fast lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people should be monitored and shoved off the road at the sign of a slowdown. And these people always seem to come out during a traffic rush. Why can't they understand that them being there already pollute our traffic to an unbearable constraint, and yet we have to deal with their lack of driving skills on our already fast road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111110672170874230?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111110672170874230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111110672170874230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111110672170874230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111110672170874230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/bastardized-drivers.html' title='Bastardized Drivers'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111096066720489848</id><published>2005-03-16T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T08:58:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Busy</title><content type='html'>God damn this is tough! My current job has me running from one end of the building to the other end because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Our labs are situated at the front side of the building while the place I sit is way at the back.&lt;br /&gt;2. Some of the new agents keep asking me a lot of stupid question. Felt like bashing them on the head and ask them to make their best judgement and learn from their mistake.&lt;br /&gt;3. New agents came in to buddy and it has blocked my pathway to the exit. So instead of taking about 2 minutes to get to the other end, it took me nearly about 3 minutes swaying through the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tiring have to wake up at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have to handle things that I do not know. As Neo would have it, I have to make sure I have the image of a leader although I'm a wuss. Hell, I don't need to projection of a leader. I'm already a bad ass bastard bent on destroying everything if I'm pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now for the fun stuff. I encountered a really irritating &lt;a href="http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/01/even-sales-are-stupid.html"&gt;sales person&lt;/a&gt; that has the IQ of a bullfrog. She's so stupid till she's still wondering what's her current gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Sales Person (SSP): "Hello, okay we have this situation whereby customer is pissed off that they take two months to resolve the issue."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So, has the problem been resolved?"&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So, what's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "The customer wants to know how come there are no updated drivers on our website?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hmm, looks like the new driver from the manufacturer is not compatible with some of our other driver. I guess that's why they didn't put it up."&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "That still doesn't explain why this happened."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I just told you."&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "No, you don't understand me."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What is there the understand? Does the customer want us to compensate for their down time?"&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "No."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So what's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "Customer wants to know why the updated driver is not reflected on our website?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Like I told you, the manufacturer's driver is not compatible with some of our other drivers, and that's why it's not included in our website."&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "In that case I don't think we understand each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You got that right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes I understand you fine. Just that you cannot understand my method of explanation."&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "In that case who else can help me?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Why, the webmaster of course!"&lt;br /&gt;SSP: "Hmm, why didn't I think of this at the beginning?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like strangling the stupid sales person by the edge of the building before letting her go. Such stupid person shouldn't be allowed to live and should die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated: The webmaster was so pissed off at the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chau hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; that he sent his worst underlings to handler her. Apparently she was so pissed off at his competency that she will get other channel to handle her case. Let's see how tomorrow goes. Chances are she will jump to her death if were not annoyed by the underlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Chau hai is translated as smelly vagina in Cantonese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111096066720489848?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111096066720489848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111096066720489848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111096066720489848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111096066720489848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/very-busy.html' title='Very Busy'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111075626905812542</id><published>2005-03-14T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T07:24:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking 6AM</title><content type='html'>Woke up today after a day's of hectic photoshoot and realized it's freaking 5:50 AM! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I AM GOING TO BE LATE!&lt;/span&gt; I took a look at my handphone to realize that &lt;a href="http://fuminari.fotopages.com/"&gt;Fuminari&lt;/a&gt; has already left me a miss-call and a message: "Rabbit still down?"&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up real quick, take a quick bath and started my journey. And it's already 6:10 AM. I went through corners, drive dangerously and was really perceived as a crazy maniac having a really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Fuminari's house exactly at 6:30 AM. Took him up and go to the office and reach it by 6:45 AM. Upon reaching my place, this new manager is already giving the look. Omigosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; We used &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0133093/"&gt;The Matrix&lt;/a&gt; code to get each other going. The usual standard SMS greeting to wake him was: "Wake up Neo". However, circumstances could come to: "Follow the red rabbit" which red is being for the color of my car while others like if anyone of us being really late, then it would have to be: "Only human".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111075626905812542?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111075626905812542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111075626905812542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111075626905812542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111075626905812542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/freaking-6am.html' title='Freaking 6AM'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111050757032306635</id><published>2005-03-11T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T10:19:30.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Botching Up The Sales Performance</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh! Have our dear writer gone mad? Helping the Sales? Nein my dear readers. No matter bad the situation is, I will make sure the Sales have HELL TO PAY before getting us helping the customer for their own fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sales I'm talking about is referring to a friend who's purchasing a black &lt;a href="http://malaysia.motorola.com/pcs/e398/my/"&gt;Motorola E398&lt;/a&gt; in one of the handphone shops in Bukit Jambul Complex. My friend has been reviewing through the model for a long time now but yesterday was a due time for him to get the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as he paid for the system, I was looking over his shoulder and found the receipt was written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headset (no warranty)&lt;br /&gt;MiniSD (no warranty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I proceed to ask the sales person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What if there is a fault on the MiniSD?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales person told me there wouldn't be a warranty on that. Then I asked him a second question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How can you determine that the card here is working?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales person cannot answer me. So I asked him to gather all the things together and put it up to make sure it works. The guy gruntled and put the whole thing together. Upon switching on the system, I went directly to the section where phone should detect the MiniSD card. Unfortunately, the card wasn't detected and I showed it to the sales person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He panicked and tried several times to reseat the card but to no avail. He tried with a different card and even with a different phone but the result came back the same. He sweated and called for his manager. This nice Indian lady came around and try to resolve our problem but it still fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they managed to figure out that the MiniSD has to be inserted to a certain position to make it work. When the whole thing was resolved I apologized to the manager on our stand because her sales person cannot provide us with an answer for our rights. She said she understand and glad that she can resolve the issue on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's a customer experience that they can boast! Both party, consumer and the sales are having a rational discussion on the issue, trying to resolve the problem at hand before case can be escalated over. Unlike our customers who's totally stupid and  barbaric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111050757032306635?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111050757032306635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111050757032306635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111050757032306635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111050757032306635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/botching-up-sales-performance.html' title='Botching Up The Sales Performance'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111046859940034017</id><published>2005-03-10T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T07:23:29.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Streamyx Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/1225/640/mymodem.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/92/1225/320/mymodem.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have my shares with &lt;a href="http://isp.tm.net.my/"&gt;Streamyx&lt;/a&gt; whereby it will slowl go into declining performance. Everyday I would come back, switch on the damn thing and it will connect to the DSL and after a few second, it will disconnect again if there are connection running through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I just want to check it out first before screwing them to make sure I have the base. You know, working in my company has enlightened me of the consumer issue and I will make sure that I have a strong case before screwing them over. An approach to &lt;a href="http://www.ashotiwoth.com/blog"&gt;Anand&lt;/a&gt; and I found that his friend faced the same issue and he fixed it by tilting the modem to a horizontal posture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seems fair enough so I put the modem into the same position. It has been running for 5 days now and it only disconnect only occasionally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111046859940034017?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111046859940034017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111046859940034017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111046859940034017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111046859940034017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/stupid-streamyx-connection.html' title='Stupid Streamyx Connection'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111037807876214880</id><published>2005-03-09T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:21:18.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Comment Too Slow!</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why Blogger's comment is so slow these days. Clicking on it takes a long time to upload at home and even at office. I tried other people's comment but same problem remained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm forced to put in a comment system that's non-blogger. So I chose &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111037807876214880?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111037807876214880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111037807876214880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111037807876214880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111037807876214880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/blogger-comment-too-slow.html' title='Blogger Comment Too Slow!'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111037630445614323</id><published>2005-03-09T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:55:30.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupendous Bastard</title><content type='html'>*&lt;span style="font-weight:bold; color: red;"&gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt; This article contains some scene that some girls might find shocking. Please take necessary precaution before continue reading.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished my training today, I was in a hurry to get back to the office because I need to take a leak. After sitting in the training room (the training event is held about a km away from the office) for like about 6 hours drinking and without going to the loo, everyone will expect that my bladder will fill up like balloon. Initially the bladder didn't trigger when I left the training ground but halfway to the office, it suddenly alerted me when my butt touched my cold air-conditioned car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you expect, there's a lot of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0232500/"&gt;The Fast &amp; The Furious&lt;/a&gt; coupled with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0187078/"&gt;Gone In 60 Seconds&lt;/a&gt; stunts happening all the way back to my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to reach the office in time before my bladder imploded/exploded so I went to the nearest toilet. Opening up the door I seem to see all the toilet bowls are filled and even the pissing stand are filled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, I got to drag my ass up to the top floor toilet and that's the most excruciating moments in my life. Upon reaching the top, I also found that the bloody bathroom is filled! What the hell is going on? Did someone wanted to pull a prank on me? Then I went to the next to find that it's under maintainence and the janitor is slowly washing the whole toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the last one, which I hope is empty. The bad thing is that the whole toilet bowls are filled. Déjà Vu anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lucky I am, there are 3 pissing bowl but there's one stupid problem there. There's a big tub of lard occupying the middle bowl. For God's sake! There's one rule here which I think many guys (don't worry here girls, your turn will come) here will agree, which is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you see 3 bowls, take the side. This will allow the next person to piss in peace.&lt;br /&gt;2. We try not to squeeze in two at one time, unless physically there are only 2 pissing bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to wait like an eternity for that fat idiot to finish off his pissing, which then he took another 1-2 minutes to shake off the excessive urine. Then, this idiot took another 1-2 minutes to slowly zip his pants before he started to head for the sink. Damn idiot. I quickly excrete my load and it never felt so good before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I finished, I made a quick jiggle on my light saber and headed to the sink. Guess what? The fat fella is still washing his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Girls, do you wash you have extensively after a piss? I understand the need to wash if you gals take a dump or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111037630445614323?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111037630445614323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111037630445614323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111037630445614323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111037630445614323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/stupendous-bastard.html' title='Stupendous Bastard'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111029506278434116</id><published>2005-03-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:17:42.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shove This Up Your Arse...</title><content type='html'>This morning as I was headed into the training, I had a large pile of hardware on me. Ranging from boombox speaker (the one with satellite speakers from &lt;a href="http://www.alteclansing.com/"&gt;Altec Lansing&lt;/a&gt;) to some cord extension and a projector. Imagine how messy it was for me to hold all those stuff in one go so that I can make only one trip to the car so that I can attend the training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my luck was not to be. I got so unlucky that when the elevator door opened, Fat Bitch also came by the way to go down to the ground floor to get some food to add additional weight to her body. Looking at me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB: "Wah, so many things to take ar? Is it heavy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Give her a stern look with the action on my face: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"What do you think?"&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB: "I guess it's heavy. Where you're off to?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Training..."&lt;br /&gt;FB: "Wow, you're giving training?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Nope."&lt;br /&gt;FB: "You're taking the training?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Give  her another look: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"What does it look like?"&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB: "Hey don't forget ar, you owe me some cases..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Owe you some cases? What cases?"&lt;br /&gt;FB: "I've just sent the mail to you..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sorry, no can do. Training..."&lt;br /&gt;FB: "I need to close the Sales you know..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So?"&lt;br /&gt;FB: "But someone need to attend to the customer..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Call toll free."&lt;br /&gt;FB: "I've talked to the customer, and he wants someone to give him a call."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No can do. No double standard. Either he call in or we don't take the case."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator door opened. Thank God! Now I have the freedom! Fat Bitch wants a free lunch? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FAT CHANCE BITCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111029506278434116?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111029506278434116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111029506278434116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111029506278434116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111029506278434116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/shove-this-up-your-arse.html' title='Shove This Up Your Arse...'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111020867960541758</id><published>2005-03-07T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T23:20:33.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Place Shifting Suck Ass</title><content type='html'>Today I got to shift back to the original place. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt; Because there was a renovation on our cubicle which has shrunk our size to a mini quarter size than ever before. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt; Because we're expanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the new place is small, I have to walk like another nearly about 100 metre to another wing to shift my place. Luckily they have them trollies. Problem is that the trolley that I got would make squeaking noise when I'm tugging over it. And when the squeaking noise reverberate over the hall, everyone will be staring at me and wondering why would a guy shift his place 3pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is that when I'm trolleying over my new place, &lt;a href="http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/never-underestimate-them.html"&gt;Violent Girl&lt;/a&gt; was staring at me and gave a little laugh. Oh my god the world is going to end. She laughing? Seems like cats are growing horns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cruel world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I finally managed to shift my whole &lt;strike&gt;weapons&lt;/strike&gt; equipments to the new place, Scream Queen came over to me for another escalation that she cannot handle. Argh! However, I was lucky I'm able to secure an outside training so that I can be away from her for these few days. Let her escalate her problem to my partner-in-crime, A. Hehehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111020867960541758?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111020867960541758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111020867960541758&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111020867960541758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111020867960541758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/place-shifting-suck-ass.html' title='Place Shifting Suck Ass'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111007815162808462</id><published>2005-03-06T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T11:02:31.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Thing At Breakfast</title><content type='html'>You know, going to Dim Sum&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; in the morning sparks some very interesting incident today. Here I was sitting on the table with my family when there's this very heavily dressed individual stepped in with his blonde colored hair wearing a very tight t-shirt with air holes in them. Not only looking like gay, his partner also following closely behind him with that seriously feminie walk that makes me want to puke on my plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I got no problem with faggots but this time it's really different. It's how this gay fella has a Bluetooth headset stuck to his ear as if he's some big time manager going to receive some super important calls. Perhaps for a pimping action for a gigolo show, I really got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was that this idiot was talking Cantonese with his partner, with the topic specifically that Penang was a lousy place to live. And here he was talking, saying that Penang is full of Hokkien people and most of them don't speak Cantonese. This idiot is truly looking for trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly his phone ring and he picked up... his Nokia 2100... you know, the one WITHOUT BLUETOOTH. He then proceeds to talk in rapid Cantonese and quickly switch off his set, probably wanted to minimize the attention of people looking at him. Then his partner looks up asking where his phone is. And he said it's under repair. Then his faggot friend asked him how come he's wearing the Bluetooth headset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what did he said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it's for showing off and how these Penang people wouldn't understand anyway. Damn, too bad he didn't directly piss me off else I've probably give him a piece of my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Dim Sum is a Chinese delicacy usually served as a breakfast. It has a variety of bamboo steamed dishes such as siu mai (meat nugget wrapped in a thin soya), poridge, noodles and many others Chinese food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111007815162808462?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111007815162808462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111007815162808462&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111007815162808462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111007815162808462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/funny-thing-at-breakfast.html' title='Funny Thing At Breakfast'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394285.post-111001963905760685</id><published>2005-03-05T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T18:47:19.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Old Story...</title><content type='html'>Recently met up with an old friend, Julian for old time's sake and we had lunch. Previously we took the course but we're at a different college. He's from KDU KL while I studied in KDU Penang but we met over the library one day when he's doing some study fair or something like that in Penang. We chatted and realized we got a lot in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he's back to Penang for another business trip and we caught up pretty much every thing since the day I joined my current company and there was a lot of chit chat and talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "So, you have girlfriend yet?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Nope."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "Apasal tak mau?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No girls wanted a guy like me."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "Why not? You seem to look like a perfectly fine gentlemen."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well, I'm not sure but most of the girls I meet, well, they tend to stay further to me. Now, for some girls that I'm not interested on, let's say it's the opposite reaction."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "What a lousy way to go huh?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "The problem is that those who's close to me tend to already have boyfriend and they keep confiding me in their problems."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "Aiseh man. Eh, like that jam one up and make them your girlfriend lar..."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hah? No lar, I'm not that kind of person..."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "Hah! And you expect them to be nice like in the movies where you'll meet them, feelings all flying and live happily ever after?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No but..."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "Let's face it bro. These days girls want guys to be bad. They want the badder guy so that they can have that sense of security."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "That bad ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "That's your problem man. You see, you don't go to pub or any night spots."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You got that right."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "That's where your problem is. You're just too... too... how do I put this word...."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Nice?"&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "No no.... Look, I don't have the words for it. The thing is that you're don't go to night spot or disco or shit like that. And that makes you look weak. You see these girls have some rating running over their heads. If you're the bad type that steals their heart, then that's it. For you case, you need to look tougher. You need to have that bad look so that the girls will dig for you."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Aiseh man..."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "I'm serious man. You're not that bad looking. You just look like a bookworm. Trust me on this. Jam up a little baddie there and go clubbing. You can't go wrong with that."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm not comfortable in that kind of outlook man. I'm not against clubbing or something but somehow I happen to be a person who have no interest in night spots or something."&lt;br /&gt;Julian: "Aw man, you want me to intro some chicks to you bro?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Er......"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6394285-111001963905760685?l=jaselee.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/feeds/111001963905760685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6394285&amp;postID=111001963905760685&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111001963905760685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6394285/posts/default/111001963905760685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaselee.blogspot.com/2005/03/some-old-story.html' title='Some Old Story...'/><author><name>Jase Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06644128096046124821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08819399696979724095'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry></feed>