Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Celebrating a year in the life

Come to think of it, this year was pretty darned exciting. It was a year of learning to overcome new challenges. I moved to a new country, made new friends, got stranded by the very same company that hired me, worked my ass off, cut a dead relationship and toxic people off from my life, learned that people change along with their political alliances and that friends, no matter where you are, will always support you and be there for you.

‘Finding yourself’ is not just a stupid term coined by people with a hollow self-fulfilling prophesy. You just need the time and space to do it. Space to breathe, take in where you are and realize that things aren't so bad after all... You can DO this!

There were a few firsts: went on secret booze runs, learned how to ski, that great paragliding attempt, moved into the world’s most Spartan house, went travelling with my sister, saw more of the Middle East and actually quite liked it, and welcomed both friends and family to the new crib.
How the hell do you cram everything into one damned collage? LOL
And with the good, came the challenges. I guess that being more gung-ho than your average schmo, I was always up for a new challenge. Stepping outside of a comfort zone is never easy. I made a decision and then jumped straight in. Was it the best decision I ever made? Let me get back to you on that…  I have to confess that it brought about one of the biggest frustrations ever. For a foreigner in this country, I was faced with the most unhelpful people who refused to step even an inch out of their designated work scope. Everyone was too mired in their own bureaucratic bullshit to realize that hey, the person you hired doesn't know how things work – this shit is new *rolls eyes* Get over yourselves, people!

Professionally, I quickly remembered what it was like to work in-house. To succeed means to be able to successfully navigate political landmines in order to deliver what you are hired for: the work. At times it feels like I am both the conductor and the musician in an orchestra. You just want to kick everyone and yell, WAKE THE FUCK UP! That said I realized that the woman who used to so readily agree to things is no longer. While there are no stupid ideas, at least come with one that can be executed in a reasonable way.

In terms of new adventures and people. Zumba became part of my new regimen, while social dancing introduced me to more dancers and I continued to feed my wanderlust. New friends remain in the same vein as the old ones, boozy, mouthy and full of surprises. It is just cool to find people with a similar sense of fun or silliness that you can just hang out with. Hail to banditry and shenanigans!

Checking out Jordan, Oman and Abu Dhabi 
Of banditry and shenanigans
On a personal note, I found that when you take chances, sometimes good things happen. It opens your heart to new experiences or even a new people. While I won’t go into details on the blog, close friends should know what I am talking about. Maybe it is because I shed unrealistic expectations and baggage, maybe I just happened to be at the right place at the right time, maybe I am ready to move forward. Who knows? I am ever thankful for all the good, the bad and the challenges.

And so, here’s my wish to you for the New Year


Exclusivity: Dead or alive?

As a PR professional, I’m often asked by higher ups or even newbies: Do you think we should offer the journalist an exclusive?

Ah, the great exclusive. In today’s highly fluid information-fuelled world, where hardly anything is secret anymore, where does the exclusive come into play? If you have leaked a launch to your customer, the word-of-mouth itself could be built up within your community. Your customers and perhaps some reporters are already expecting news at a certain date and when you finally announce a launch, is that really an exclusive or simply a launch announcement? The reality is this: unless you are Edward Snowden, Lindsey Lohan or have a top and I mean, news or industry breaking, revolutionary, tier-1 story to break, you should not be considering exclusives.

It is not a word to be bandied about lightly. The exclusive is often offered to journalists who are your cream of the crop. And you offer the ONE exclusive. Look at the late Princess Di and Barbra Walters. She had one story to tell, to one of the most powerful women in journalism on one of the most watched news networks in the world.

Do you have that kind of story to tell? How do you know if your story is exclusive-worthy? Whether you are in B2B or B2C, what is considered an exclusive to you, may just be a run-of-the-mill announcement to the reporter.

So what is exclusivity all about? Here are a few things to consider:
  • Is your story strong enough to BE an exclusive? Journalists have no time for bullshit. They want a breaking story that is told to no one but them. Does your story have concrete figures, does it affect how people live; are you unveiling something that has never been seen before; will it bring down the stock market or will are you offering a side of the story that has not been heard?
  • How will it affect your relationship with the rest of your target media? Look at your media list. If you work in B2B, that list would be extremely succinct. Should you risk offending the other journalists on your list just for a single story? Or can you offer them specific angles of the story? Journalists remember things like this and worst of all, they can chose to ignore your company down the road. So really consider all options carefully.
  • Who do you want the story to reach? There is new trend in the way consumer technology companies make their announcements these days. Stories are leaked to the fans.  It is smart and rather sneaky because fans will help generate buzz for the story to drive sales. This tactic may perhaps help navigate tricky relationships with journalists.
  • How much ROI or coverage do you really want to achieve? If your exclusive will eventually be distributed to everyone on your media list, where is your credibility? Down the toilet for sure.
At the end of the day, there is no right or wrong in offering a journalist an exclusive. However, you do have to consider all your options and then decide on an approach. 

So in the race to tell your specific story, are you ready to be exclusive?

That Untouchable lesson

Just like the Hitchhiker, who has a guide to the galaxy, I too have a guide of sorts.  It may be a little quirky but it comes from one of my favourite movies of all time, The Untouchables. The scene is set in a church where Kevin Costner’s Elliott Ness gets a bit of a life lesson from Sean Connery’s Jimmy Malone over what he can expect in taking down Al Capone.


Long after the movie’s ended the questions that resonate were:  What are you prepared to do? And then what are you prepared to do?

As a PR professional, it struck me that our job never really ends. It is not something where we can simply clock out at 6pm. Whether we like it or not, we are always on call. Because when you do get that call, what are you prepared to do? And then what are you going to do next? Sure, you can provide a placeholder or delay until you’ve dug up the information needed or found the right decision makers but your job is always to respond and provide a feasible solution first. You never pick up the phone without a prepared response to the issue at hand.

But what about just conveying that information? It’s all fine and dandy to pass the buck to the next decision-maker but then, where is your true value? What do you bring to the table that makes your expert opinion count? Over the years, I’ve encountered many PR pros, managers or even bosses who are great at articulating their vision or providing the right response. However, the people who truly deliver value in the business are the ones who can walk the talk. PR is not just about improving perception or delivering that corporate message. It is also about validating that talk with what you are doing to get the desired result. The bottom line is, if you can put your money where your mouth is, I will respect you that much more.

It is not something that comes by easily, trust me. Sometimes even I struggle in the delivery and need encouragement or backup. Being in the industry for so long, you see so many people who are wowed by smooth talkers. It’s hilarious, really. You’d think that after awhile, people will look beyond the veneer and start questioning? Ha. Ha. Ha.

But what I believe is this: to be successful and respected, you need to be able to rise to the occasion and deliver on your promises. That is the only way of delivering true value. 

Frustrated Incorporated? Stop it!

“They say misery loves company, we could start a company and make misery, Frustrated Incorporated…,” thank you, Soul Asylum. You've summed up these few weeks perfectly.

Who doesn't complain about work? Even if it is your dream job, at one point of time or another, there will definitely be something to bitch about. But when deadlines are looming, the higher-ups are breathing down your neck, you have events coming out of your wazoo, you need to call journalists who are halfway around the world, you are tied to your desk and work keeps adding and adding… what the hell do you do?

Firstly, you DO NOT…under any circumstances, freak out all over everyone else or let yourself go mad. Yes, I know the pressure is to deliver (no, you are not the only one who has to deliver), to go-go-go but its times like these where you are also most likely to make the biggest mistakes. Experience and also highly detailed and anal bosses have taught me that there is always time to take that crucial step back, breathe and re-focus, not lose focus or run around like a headless chicken.

What, BUT I HAVE NO TIME! Before you start going mad, get up, take a walk around the room, and go have a coffee, just do something else. Then, come back, pull out a fresh sheet of paper or pull up a blank screen and:
  • Jot down a to-do list – be as detailed as possible. What do you need really to do? Email someone, send out a document, or review material?
  • Put plausible deadlines next to them – don’t be an idiot and say NOW when it really means that you can send it in a few hours or the next day
  • Prioritize your list – Which piece of work needs the most attention? Which are the ones that can be knocked out of the park with minimal effort?
  • Now, for the hardest part. DELIVER on your deadlines. If you tell someone you will send them something by noon, DO it. Nothing kills your credibility faster than a missed deadline. If you can’t deliver on time, give them a call. Explain the delay. Don’t just fob off any ‘ol excuse and expect them to accept it. Chances are their schedule is as crazy as yours too.
Notice I didn't say delegate? Because, you can only delegate so much. Ultimately, you are personally responsible for every item on your list. Not someone else. Greatness comes in delivering what is promised and performing beyond expectations.

I totally get it when we miss deadlines and are frazzled when the madness just becomes bigger and bigger. Being quick to learn and adapt is a skill. But don’t forget to breathe. Breathing and just taking a quick break to re-focus helps tremendously.

It's easy to be part of Frustrated Incorporated but your job is to overcome the challenges, not succumb to it. Walk the talk!

Don’t be a f@#$ing lazy arse, realize your dream!


Ever since I was a little girl, all I wanted to be was a writer. To me words are not just meaningless alphabets strung together. Alphabets make words, words make sentences that convey meaning, and sentences form stories that lead you on adventures, make you all in love, help you paint pictures in your mind and also build a career. 

There was only one problem with this grand plan. How the hell do I get it?

I know what it’s like to sit and dream about things. The problem with that is they only remain dreams. Therefore, at the tender age of about seven, I decided to take things into my own hands (yes, even as a kid, I was an action-driven thing). I started reading all sorts of books and way before it became fashionable, I start keeping a journal. I wrote stories, plotted the demise of my enemies and escaped out of crazy family drama. I ranted and raged! I still do it today, heh

As I matured, I looked for jobs that allowed me to expand my writing capabilities. I moved from administrative roles to internal corporate comms and to agency life.  I learnt more about government relations and corporate messaging, delved into engineering, food & nutrition, pharmaceuticals and technology. I learnt more about storage and pure systems that I liked. Most importantly, I learnt about whom I was and what I would like to do. Mentors have taught me that the road to a career doesn’t simply stop once you embark on a certain path. You need to constantly keep up with trends, be curious, network (no, not just go out and get drunk), be in-tuned with the news and general happenings and just be ‘with it’.  You always need to be hungry for the next thing, you need the appetite to learn and be challenged by what you find.

My journey to being a writer has evolved towards being someone who crafts messages that are aimed at changing the way we perceive certain products, people and ideals. I’m not simply a ‘writer’ but in some ways, I am.  

This is probably why I am always annoyed by friends who keep asking what they need to get the perfect career. I’m annoyed when people ask me to recommend interesting jobs. Why? Because I don’t know what you bloody want! What is interesting to me may not appeal to you. Then we both think the other is useless. 

Instead of having lots of useless conversations, I’d encourage them to define their needs in the most specific way. Don’t just write your dream down. Pen the steps that you need to take to get there: 
  • Write down your attributes – what are your strengths? What do you do well? Do a top 5 list. 
  • What do you like to do? In terms of work, are you a skilled organizer, number cruncher, events whiz? Do you know a lot of people?
  • What are your top fields to work in? Pick the top 3. No, we can’t all work for Google. Do some research!
  • How do you go about getting what you want? Do you need to start at the bottom? Get an additional degree? Who do you talk to?
Today’s post is a long one but one that was inspired by another friend. Thanks for making me think about my journey to where I am today.

Oh, and you know what I wanted to be as a little girl? I wanted to be a novelist ;)

Work it, DO it!

I come from a unique working background, going from in-house to PR agencies and then moving back to in-house. Working through the levels from ground up, gives me a really good perspective of how Communications as a role can evolve, how the agency and in-house roles work and more importantly, how to work them.

One of the things that resonated with me all these years is perception management. Sounds fancy? Not really. It is what it sounds like. Perception management is a practical tool that, if you grasp its fundamental concept, you ultimately accomplish so much more.  

Here are some real-life examples of how perception management works and coming from the client-side, what we think. Our agency in London gives my boss (vacationing in The Netherlands) a panicked call when they discovered that the demo kit that they passed to a leading technology journalist didn’t have a SIM card. Worse, they never checked to see that the card was there.  Are you sure you’ve managed consumer tech accounts before? Why they never thought to call me, the non-vacationer, is beyond my understanding.  My first instinct is to pick up the phone to give them a really good reason to worry.  What happened to thinking the problem through? Or presenting the client with a solution if you are stuck? Sure, you handle nasty journalists all the time. What happened to handling it for the client? Did you expect me or my boss to fly to London? Instead, you panic and freak out. Shame on you. Dear agency consultants, if your first instinct is to call the client the moment a problem crops up without presenting them with viable solutions, you should reassess your day job. 

The second story comes from an agency that I’ve personally worked with and in. They were working on an event and they were expected to deliver on RSVPs as well as documents. While the agency was a little slow on the uptake, they made things work. What they did differently was they didn’t talk up their project. They focused on what could be delivered and worked steadily towards their goals, despite pressure from me.  I don’t know about you but I prefer working with agencies who know what they are doing and do not over-promise and under-deliver. Agency work is about delivering and reassuring. You know the media, you know the landscape and your job is to manage your client’s expectations. 

Finally, my ultimate pet peeve is agencies that talk up their experience without being able to deliver. Sure, you have the fancy clients and the huge accounts or you could be a super niche agency. But if you don’t share the RSVP list unless I ask for it? Or if you have no idea what a briefing document is or complain when I ask for a post-mortem report? You should be fired. I hired you to do the job. If I have to do your work, I might as well do it all on my own. Perception management as you can is, is a foreign concept here.  And who does a project without showcasing results? The irony? The project spawned a HUGE amount of coverage and a lot of positive follow-ups.

So what do I want or rather clients want in working with an agency? It’s quite simple, really:

  • Show us you know your stuff with concrete results. Case studies, real-experiences in account management and problem-solving count.
  • Assure us that you are doing your job by being responsive. Give us daily/weekly updates/calls. Ask us to help, tell us what you need to get your job done
  • If a problem happens, don’t freak out. BREATHE. Take a step back and think of a solution, work it through and then update us. Demonstrating solid problem-solving skills under pressure is a huge plus.
  • Ask if you don’t know anything. Do not limit yourself at initial meetings.
  • Show us you know your media landscape. If we challenge you, respond and demonstrate that you KNOW your media and how they work. Educate us.
  • Be enthusiastic. This last point makes or breaks an account. It makes your client feel good that you are keen to work on their project. Even if you have no idea what the hell a satellite is or if the bloody things can work underground, show interest, ask intelligent questions and we will respect you and your interest in us. 

Don’t just ‘handle’ your clients. Manage them and they will respect you. It’s about creating value for you and your business.  And really, if all else fails, don’t simply panic. Breathe and work it out. 

Away and back again

I was recently back in Asia for a short holiday and work. All I can say is phew! For someone who’s on her first international job posting, coming back to home base brings immense joy and at the same time, an acute sense of nostalgia. You go back to the things that you love with family and friends who’ve been there for the ride. And there is simply nothing better :)
 
Prior to the Little Red Dot, I first landed in Hong Kong for a short three-day stint of press interviews for the company. One thing I have to say is that, boy it feels good to be back in Asia. For all its trappings, Dubai can’t seem to capture the authenticity of the food and hospitality found in Asia. Hear that dim sum makers? Even Malaysia has you beat in this one.
It was all gloomy on the outside plus work interviews and a partial food coma thereafter
Then it was home-bound! One thing I have to say is that, home is a lot more bearable when you don’t live with your parents. Ironically, it feels that mum and I are a lot closer now that we are out of each other’s hair.
 
So what really is the difference between Singapore and Dubai, you ask? Well, to me it's a case of convenience vs familiarity. On home ground, you have sop much less to worry about. You have your friends, your family, you know how everything works, your home is there and you know where to get things, should anything happen to fail.

In Dubai, I learnt that you can have almost anything and everything that you want. At a certain price…. Aha! You can get groceries delivered, maids will come clean your house, you can book a massage and have the masseuse come to your door step. So many conveniences! But at the same time, it takes ages to get paper work filled out, there is just too many red tape to get through when you need something done at work and people just cling to their archaic beliefs no matter what. I guess familiarity is something that you will eventually grasp.
 
Heh, so what did I get up to at home then?
 
It happened to be the worst haze that Singapore has ever had. To capitalize on it, we had our demo at the top of the Marina Bay Sands so that we can get our haze on!
And of course, when you are in Singapore, there is always time for indulgence of the gastronomic kind 
And this is just the tip of the iceberg...
I think it’s a give and take. While I certainly do love my conveniences, I am not so set in my ways that I insist on doing things in certain ways. I believe in learning new things and adapting to other ways too. Therefore, I am quite happy to report that I quite like it here in sandy Dubai. It’s much easier to adapt when you’ve made solid connections with really lovely people. There are lesser things to whinge about, espeically in times where you wake up and think: how the hell did I end up here?
 
Well, everything happens for a reason, right? ;)

How about being struck by lightning again?

And so, it’s back to being singleton again. For some reason, this time it doesn’t feel as bad. I went from being very upset to really angry and then…nothing.
 
On the other hand, the eventual apathy is nothing new. Even when coupled up, he was always busy or too busy or travelling and I continued with my dancing, work and friends. The thing that really stuck in my craw in the end was: If he can stay things that are true to himself, then why can’t I say mine and get an acknowledgement or a decent argument out of it? So much for communication... pfft. More like two idiots just blabbering with no one listening.  The thing that probably galled him was that I didn’t just want to sit around wondering, I dumped him. That is me, being true to myself.  

Through my rather checkered dating history I’ve learnt a few important things: 
  • If you don’t stand up for what you believe in, no one else will do it for you. It’s not about being selfish and only wanting your end of things but making a point. Then hopefully coming to some sort of compromise that both parties can live with

  • If things are worth fighting for then do it. If there is no fight or you just grunt and give in. It doesn’t mean that things are ok. It just means that you end up resenting each other over time

  • Things are your fault too. A part of what happened is my fault. I let things carry on, I talked things over with him with the hope that I would get through. In the end, I learned that he is holding on to an idea or rather ideal that neither me, nor anyone else can crack.
Through it all, I feel like I came out with the knowledge and strength that I can do better. I deserve better. The strong part of the relationship taught me a lot about myself and who I am. What I can accept and what I can’t. Now that I have these values, it’s not something that is simply discarded but to be worked into part of my psyche.  

From top left, clockwise: the great goulash experiment, paragliding, check out the sandstorm, ayam masak merah and some party animals
These couple of weeks has been pretty darned good, actually. There’s been experimental cooking, the unavoidable cleaning, liver pickling, constantly improving the salsa dancing, making new friends, the great paragliding attempt (I made it off the ground for a soft launch!), mad karaoke singing and learning new things about my colleagues and friends here. Broadband at home paved the way for virtual tours of my house to close friends and family as well as new, addictive TV series’ J Oh and did I mention a sandstorm and tremors that I and everyone in Dubai survived?  

I guess I’m staying on this path for a while longer, it's a happy path :) oh and can someone get me this for my house, please?
 
 

 

Dr Strange in the observatory

The three-month mark is fast approaching and the feelings that I have about the move have been mixed. Work has been a mix of totally crazy/ mysterious/ demanding/ irrational/ passive aggressive/ exhilarating.  Don’t get me wrong. It’s been mad but fun and I love challenges and coming up with solutions to tackle them. For me, work is about pushing the boundaries on things; you have to push to constantly improve and progress. I am here because the challenge to turn around a company is pretty thrilling. For someone who is deemed ‘foreign talent’, it is not simply about doing a job, it is putting your money where your mouth is. Do you deserve the status and pay?
 
The pros are that the higher-ups have noted the change and the hard work we’re putting in. There’s appreciation. However, pushing is not a something one accomplishes alone or in a duo. There seems to be a bit of a tug-of-war going on, where on one side, you have people who are keen to band together to make new breakthroughs. On the other hand, there is a bunch of people who are so set in their ways and resistant to change or new ideas that it totally drives you bonkers. It was a harsh reality-check to learn that the industry was surprised that we are still around. Ouch.
 
At times I wonder, how the hell will we all survive this? Oftimes, it feels like people believe that they are irreplaceable. This used to be old way of thinking in pre-recession Singapore and look at the job fallout from the financial crisis. Cushy jobs gone in a thrice, long-term service was retired in favor of hungrier people who performed better, simple jobs were taken by harder working people who earned far less and the top of the crop became even more prized. To really implement change, there needs to be some serious ass-kicking all round!
 
This is not the first company that I’ve been a part of that has undergone change. In the past, both of the in-house roles that I’ve worked in dealt with organizational changes on a global level. The difference is that the companies chose to handle change more progressively and positively. They brought in professional consultants and worked really hard to instill the message that change is essential for growth. Both the messages and management were fundamental drivers that walked the talk from inside, out. Because of this, the staff started to embrace the changes positively. There is a feeling in the air that things will work out and they did.


Yea, right
But not here, or maybe not yet. It still feels like change is something to be checked off a list. Sometimes, you just want to grab hold of people and give them a hard shake while yelling: You are not a robot! There is no such thing as accepting a half-change! Quit whingeing, embrace change and MAKE IT WORK! It can be extremely frustrating at times. 
 
Frustrated? Yes. Challenged? Yes. But then again, we’re in early days yet. I still have tricks up my sleeve. Let’s see how far I get before I thwack someone over the head for being a complete moron. At the rate some people are going, that day may come sooner than you think ;)
 
I also came across a few interesting posts that I think somewhat complement this week's nugget:

Settling in: Perception vs reality

It never ceases to amaze me, how many things you need to do, to set up your own little nest. Based on first-hand experience now, I can tell you that it’s not too bad. All you need is patience, some ingenuity and of course money. I started off with getting the basics and am building on that. From what you see in the previous pictures, I really don’t have much for now, but I’m ok with that.

The reality is that setting up a home takes time, effort and money. I’m looking at completing it in about two months…what? You didn’t think I could wave a magic wand and have things magically appear, did you? I hope you have more brains than that. Next things on the list are home broadband, a telly, and some bar stools for my little nook…then the dream bed and other home accessories. But what the hey, if you are suddenly feeling generous and wish to make a quick donation to my housing fund or send me some furniture, I shall gladly accept and perhaps cook a meal for you J I am by no means loaded or cash rich, hence I am open to all donation channels. It’s funny how you can live without a lot of things in the initial months, so I’m taking my time to shop and scout for the things that I like.


The aforementioned nook - not from Barnes and Noble
When it comes to moving and setting up a new base, there are a lot of things that you have to learn to cope with in order to get through. You have to learn a new culture, adjust to the new work routine and priorities, pick up your new subject matter in a flash, size up your bosses /colleagues /
environment and either understand how people do things or whip them into shape if they are in a constant state of chaos (which they are). The foundation months are essential in establishing who you are and proving your worth. Work is constant and to top it all off, you have to settle things on the personal front.

Confession time: Who thinks I live like this?
This means finding and settling into a home. You are responsible for making sure that you have all the basics covered or have enough money to settle things like your security deposit, agent’s fee, electricity and make basic furniture and kitchen purchases to start off with. The thing that annoyed me the most is people’s perceptions of how things are or should be. Surprisingly, this includes my mother. She thought that I was renting a place that came fully furnished and that I am living the life of some frivolous expat with no thought of my responsibilities. In reality, I am working longer hours, leaning a new job where some people not used to working on timelines and mark everything urgent. I am making enough to cover my housing expenses and often, when I come home, I am too tired to make a proper meal. I just eat something, try to unwind from a hectic day and then head to bed. I am trying my bloody best to cope and constantly haranguing me doesn’t help in any way.  Of course I have time-outs where I relax with friends and those times are really cherished but that is it. I have yet to explore this city. I don’t spend my time getting drunk or being promiscuous or misbehaving. I am old enough to have some sense! Sometimes, I don’t understand how perceptions can be so freaking skewed. It pisses me off, big time.

Building a home also means that a huge chunk of your initial salary goes into furnishing and of course, you have your daily expenses – you sure as hell can’t eat the couch! Luckily for me, my place is partially furnished with the major appliances, ie washer, refrigerator and cooker. Those are the big ticket items that I don’t want to buy or have to cart home when my stint is done. The bed and the rest of the furniture is what I am building up to now.  If this is your first move, you can always choose to get either 2nd hand or buy new stuff. Just know that nothing else comes with the house and it is your responsibility to ensure that you purchase all your necessities.

So what’s the status now? Well, I am working hard and living as I see fit. A friend recently remarked, “You are finally restless. I have been so for ages!” Fuck off. I don’t need your opinion to get through my days. Work keeps me occupied then I just want to rest, go dancing or hang out with friends. But what I really want right now is a TV and some barstools…LOL

The great Ramee Rose adventure!

The what?! The Ramee Rose…Apparently, when I first told my bosses that I was going to move into a building with “Rose” in its name, they thought that I was going to move into a dodgy establishment called the Ramee Rose – home to one of Tecom’s dodgiest bars, happy ending massages and all round hive. Cue suspicious looks and a few rounds of “are you really sure it’s a good place?” *what’s wrong with these people?” I thought.

The infamous Ramee Rose
Well, I am glad to report that I have got gone totally mad in the time that I have been here. In fact, this weekend, I would be moving into my new apartment. The non-dodgy Rose and it is fiinnneeee J Granted, all I have is a bed, a rack and 2 little standing shelves for now, but I can’t complain. Things are slowly getting on track.
 
The new digs
To be honest, I am a little shell-shocked that it’s only been a slightly over month since I’ve been here. It feels like FOREVER! It took me one weekend to find the place I wanted, three more weeks to get the paperwork, my residence Visa and all sorts of nonsense sorted out. At the same time, I am working 12 – 14 hour days, got evicted from my hotel (thank you, freaking HR!) It was a weekend of massive drama and total frustration – it’s worse when there is absolutely no one to turn too. Apparently, if I was to continue staying in the hotel, it was to be at my own expense. WTH?! That is unheard of! Even when I was a Tenancy Manager back in the day, companies always booked their expats into serviced apartments for at least a month or two upon their arrival. I was subsequently rescued by my boss and managed to somehow buy some basic furniture, get my electricity up and running. The only thing I can’t do yet is, get cable/broadband and open a bank account. Why? Cos I still don’t have my Emirates ID.  ARGH!

You never realize how frustrating these little things are, until you move to a totally new country and have to fix up these little things on your own. Previously, it’s always easy to let your parents take care of these niggly bits. One good thing is that I’ve been doing a lot of things on my own for really long time and so, these things are just another thing to be taken care of.

Throughout all this madness, I have been really lucky to have a great boss who not only dives into the work with both feet – we work really crazy hours for now, especially with a series of back to back events. She really helped me out when things got tough – she didn’t need to but I am ever grateful that she did. Unlike freaking HR and its senseless policies; if it was up to them, I’d be camping in the office or actually IN the dodgy hotel.
 
The boss is also responsible for introducing me to the ‘inner circle’ – also known as the people who help keep me liquored up and sane. Weird, but true… apart from the people who are simply your colleagues, you definitely need a support system of sorts. Or in my case, a system that gets you drunk twice in the time that I’ve been here. But, who’s complaining? ;)

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It’s been quite a while, baby!

And yet, it doesn’t feel like so long. Have you ever been in situations like that?
The past year was a bit of a mixed bag. It was the year of discovery for me. Learning about who I was and what sort of person I can be under all sorts of situations. I am lucky to have found someone who has stuck with me through this all. Now, now, don’t faint. A girl is entitled to have her romances and yes, keep it to herself. I’d just like to credit him for helping me through all this. He’s kept me sane and worked through a lot of the bullshit. He didn’t freak or run. And because he is such a stellar guy, added to some of my stress. You damned man! But for all that it is, Thank You *Hugs*

Dancing went to a totally new dimension. I am really lucky to be dancing with really awesome salsa team. The DanceUnlimited journey was demanding and has taken us from freakish amateurs to performers who danced at some of the best festivals around the region. 
 

Those costumes! Gah!

From China, to Thailand to India, we just got better and better and yes, the costumes, skimpier. Any self-esteem issues that I had earlier are much diminished! There is never a dull moment when these guys are around and some of our shenanigans have burned itself into my memory forever!

As for West Coast Swing, somewhere along the way, I started enjoying the dance for itself. Grooving to the music and simply letting go J  
The amazing peeps who kept the passion burning!
 
Starting out was kind of hard but along the way, I made new and firm friends with the people in the WCS community in Singapore and two special friends from Adelaide. I also took part in my very first Jack & Jill! Super nerve wracking and of course I didn’t do all that well. It’s my first time! Dammit.

Work-wise, I was good, I was bad, I was up, down, trying to find that feeling again. Thanks to Barry Manilow, I have the right words. For someone who’s never viewed her job as simply a job, this was a terrible blow. In all my years, I have never experienced such an intense period of self-doubt and was continually forced to examine and re-examine if what I was doing was the right thing. Was it only me?
 
Parts of it, definitely, but I am not accepting all the damned blame. I’m no doormat. For me, work is about doing the job to the best of your ability.  Not about the drama. I’ve always been open-minded about my career and take in criticism and feedback to improve. The stick in my craw is being criticized repeatedly. Every mistake is highlighted, sometimes publicly, from the big ones to the tiniest – what is the point of this? It’s like no one here ever makes a mistake. I totally get how Bill Murray felt in Groundhog Day now. Constantly being told that “you are good, but just not good enough” is enough to dishearten the most optimistic person. At the end of the day, it was a ‘good’ thing that my mum’s medical situation acted up. As much as I liked some of the people that I worked with, I don’t think I could have taken this treatment much longer. Everyone has a threshold and mine was at its end.
 
My lifeline, my crazy bunch of friends, family and loved ones helped me stay sane and liquored up throughout it all. I don’t have to see you all the time to know that you are there for me. I’m a bit of an oddball for sure. But you guys have been a lifeline no matter which part of the world you come from J I’m letting the pictures speak for themselves this time….

Well, you can't get them all
This New Year brings the start of new adventures. New things to look forward to and new challenges to overcome – I’m looking forward to them. Starting on a clean slate is always good. The quest to grow should be driven by what you want and how you can achieve it. Criticism should be taken in and then used to pave new and braver roads ahead J Here’s to a great 2013!


Not something you hand out at a street corner

Lately, I find myself to be less trusting of people. 



Most of the time, you never really know what you are going to get. Or even who. Or even how people will react to you. People who question your motives and think that you are part of a 'tribe', people who regard you as a friend only to drop you when they can no longer be arsed, people who don't think twice about arranging things to their own benefit or people who think that I have no feelings/opinions about anything or everything. 

Let me set the record straight. We are no longer in primary school. 

I have opinions and of course, I have feelings *rolls eyes* Just because I don't invoke tears or start yelling at the drop of a hat, doesn't mean that I don't care. Often, too bloody much. However, my way of doing things is to talk it out directly and listening to that second or third opinion. Oh, I won't be an idiot and take your words wholesale. I may not like what I hear, but I try my darndest  to not go overboard. Overreacting is not the way forward. But if you are too stubborn or defensive to listen, then why the hell should I try so hard to convince you otherwise? Obviously, a judgement has been passed and a decision has been made. So me being rational and laying out my cards is moot. 

If you are going to be dramatic and only harp on your point of view, then I am not interested in your drama. I don't trust that you will give me a full picture of what's going on. Me shutting you out and moving on, is my way of getting through all the 'talking'. There is only so much talking a person can do and if at the end of the day, I am supposed to just listen to you then hey, you are a dumbass. You want a soliloquy, not a conversation. If your opinion is the only thing that matters, then I don't see a need to argue. But if you are, by some miracle of God, willing to hear me out, and argue or discuss salient points, then sure, by all means. Just be prepared that you too, may not like what I have to say.

What I am saying is: just because I don't react to drama doesn't mean I don't care. I just don't care to be part of silly, petty things when there are bigger issues at hand that need to be attended to. Messing about with the small things, just mean that no one wants to deal with the major issues. 

At any point of time, I would rather have real, authentic experiences with people. So, save your drama and know that I don't trust easily. Trust is definitely earned, not handed out like free tissue paper on a street corner. 

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I write this crap, you know

Made a second contribution to the Singapore Business Review this week. Yay!

http://sbr.com.sg/media-marketing/commentary/how-succeed-in-b2b-public-relations
I'd like to add to that article. You know, writing and loving what you do is all well and good. But sometimes, you come across a subject or two that you have no taste for. It's simply not your cup of tea...then what?

In my case, I got well and truly lambasted for not committing to my pieces. It was upsetting and more than a little deflating :( It took me ages to understand what I was writing about. Then I had to deal with the client, the bosses and of course during all this, I had to deal the rest of my clients and of course, time didn't stop. It actually chugged on.

*deep breath* there is no point going all defensive and throwing out more excuses. In cases like this, it falls back to the writer to re-look at the work. No matter how sickening it feels. Nothing is worse than revisiting stuff you don't like but... shit happens. Like any other writer, I really frustrated when there are a ton of revisions to be done. How do you deal with subjects that you don't like? What happens if your editor decides to re-write your piece? Does this mean that you are truly crap or is your editor grandstanding? You have to listen to what the editor has to say and then go back to the drawing board. The longest time it took for one of my projects was eight months. Yes, eight. Why? Simply because the client didn't like my boss.

When something like that happens, there is little hope of changing things - unless something drastic happens.  In this case, my boss eventually left and was replaced by another. Once that happened, the project was approved by the client in 30 days. WTF, right? When it's a case of  a personality clash, the best thing the bosses can do is to change project managers. who the hell holds on to a project for so long? funnily enough, this rarely happens. Why? Cos no one can dislike a person that much. Right? Ha.

I am not perfect and sometimes it takes me too bloody long to just finish a piece. At the end of the day, I still have to respect that I do not know everything and hence have to rectify what needs to be done. It is upsetting when things like this happen and I hate second-guessing myself but I'll have to learn and bounce back from this.

What I believe in

I have a tendency to write about stuff that I believe in. 


Last week I had a great opportunity to write a commentary for the Singapore Business Review and it presented me with a platform to write a piece for the business community in Singapore. Sounds damned highbrow, right? 

It took a little pondering but at the end of the day, I wrote about what was closest to me. This is based on observations as well as things which are happening to colleagues, friends and people online. But enough talk, have you read it yet? What do you think? Let me know :)

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Of inspirations and heroes

It's quite cool when you get to meet people who have inspired you. Last evening, me, along with a whole bunch of "Burson persons" got to meet the esteemed Harold Burson. If you just went Harold, who? Please click on the link provided *facepalm*

At 91, Mr Burson still heads into the office every day. 
It's not every day that you get to meet the founder of an agency, let alone someone whose work inspired me to pick public relations as a career. The journey has been challenging thus far and I still love it.

Inspirations come in many forms. From work to hobbies...I still have an agonizing four more weeks of rehab to go when one of my friends sent me this little clip to cheer me up :)  Ah, Jon M. Chu, you may be hokey at times, but you do have that knack for inspiring. Keep it up!

Sakit sampai pening







On the mend, in the end
it only took like 3 weeks.
coughed out both lungs
expunged so much scum
This time, I shall live

Incidentally that title reads: sick until headache. LOL Getting sick really sucks. Your brain is all foggy, your body is non-cooperative and all you want to do is curl up in a ball and die. Dramatic? But of course! Hey, at least this time I wasn't moaning away like a haunted house ghost.

But why so sick, right? I happened to catch some weird bug that has been plaguing the office and got the works. I just have to bloody soldier on and get better before India, which I leave for this week, which is also right in the middle of a client event. Talk about packing it all in...I've barely even though about my trip. GAH!

It's ok, it's ok...packing shall commence on the day of. It'll take me all of 30mins and then, we're good to go. To INDIA!

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Sometimes, it's just madness


I'm busy,
it's work,
I dance,
there is simply not enough hours of the day.

Faced a personal crisis,
saved my sanity,
promptly fell ill
I just want to coast for now.

The last couple of months have gone from being really nice and easy to tumultuous in a space of a few weeks. A tough decision was called for and while it killed me just a little, I realized that I was all the better for making it. I don't believe in half measures and that I cannot abide fickleness. Now, all I want to do is huddle in a corner and hibernate.

But I can't do that. For if I hibernate, I will mull and most likely fall into a deep funk. So here I am, pushing myself to do more, go out and see people, work more, dance more and just simply be more. Moving on means staying occupied and focusing on what I can do better. I simply cannot afford to hide.

It is one of the reasons why I haven't blogged in ages. I am just working out a few kinks in my armor and simply learning how to get back on the horse again. Well, things are slowly getting better and hopefully, I will be back in full form soon. Healing is a bitch, but I have to go through the motions.

Days of inspiration

People. They drive me bonkers.

Confounding, complex and oftimes just a pain in the arse. This year is filled with so many different people, characters and personalities that I feel like I am in a comic book or in Les Mis. This is the year I learned how complicated people can make my life, how even the smallest thing can trigger the biggest changes and how sometimes, those who you regard as your closest allies can cling to their own beliefs with such ardor that they are blind to anything else.

This post is dedicated to the people who made my ride all the more colorful. You made me swear incessantly at you (some in person, some in other forms) or with you. Thanks to you, I laugh more, found a new job with great support from a strong team, refined my hobbies, lowered tolerance for idiots and become less passive-aggressive.  You encouraged me step out of my comfort zone to meet new people and do things that I probably wouldn't even consider because I am such a lazy arse.


To the lost friends, too bloody bad. Yes, God may have brought you back to my life for whatever reason. One of it is probably for me to personally tell you fuck off. It's cold, but what can I say? While I like reconnecting with lost friends, I also believe that some should just remain lost. Not every connection is for the better. Especially if it reminds you of a particularly horrible time in your life. Just bloody move on.

If you are wondering how the fricking hell I managed to work around all these people, don't. Staying in touch is not rocket science. It's about reaching out and strengthening ties to the people who are already there. So friends are outside of your work environment, it doesn't mean that they should be neglected or accorded less respect just because you have a high-and-mighty job. If you don't take the time to meet up, chat or even do something...anything together, then what's the point of remaining friends? Who will want to make time for someone who doesn't bother? It's not only about you...it's also about the other party who has taken the time to reconnect. Uh huh, it is just like a relationship, people, except you don't have to sleep with your friend (unless you want to...but that is a whole different story).

It takes effort on all sides to do this but believe me, the pay-offs are pretty great :o) The proof is in the pictures.

Dancing in September

What do you do when work is nuts and it's time to celebrate your bosses' birthday?

You flash the dude. Hehe....



Now, who's birthday is next?

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