Let's talk about pigs in Yio Chu Kang

Don’t worry. I am quitting educational publishing. You can keep whatever treasures you have with you. Why not bring it to the grave? I fucking hate this industry. But most of all, I fucking hate you.

Let’s regurgitate. Let’s get back to first thing first.

0930hrs saw me already at Australian High Commission. Sleepy and tired, I sat there like a lemon waiting to find out what was wrong with my bloody visa.

“347”
Ed: Hi, I was told by my agent to come here. It’s regarding my visa.
Woman: (in loud, almost screaming voice) Why did you come here? Just ask your agent to fax it to us!
Ed: No no..it’s not like that. (Take out a piece of paper) See? It states there “Refer to Australian High Comm”…
Woman: Yeah..but your agent can do this for you. You don’t have to come here, waste your time waiting…queuing…
Ed: (giving up) Not that I want to come…
Woman: (took Ed’s passport) Did they ask you to fill up a form? Did they tell you if you come here you have to pay?
Ed: (defeated) No..no..they didn’t tell me anything. They just asked me to come here because you guys sent a fax to them regarding my visa complication.
Woman: (scanning the passport) Ah! You applied for a visa before is it?
Ed: Yup. Student visa.
Woman: No wonder. Your visa has expired and you have to apply again.

Woman..next time, please scan my passport first before screaming at me, okay? I am sure you are an educated “auntie” but just because I hold a local red passport, I had to suffer a hairdryer treatment from you? Just moments ago, you sounded so nice to the Australian lady who lost/damaged all her important documents. Humph.

Anyway, back to the visa. I always, ALWAYS have problems dealing with Australia and its stupid visa. 4 years ago, I had it. And now…again! The woman told me to prepare for the worst. Worst means I have to go through a full medical check up. And that means…I cant make it on Sunday.


What the fark!
I just want to go on a holiday, lah!!!

Anyway anyway…

Got wind that the Mafia gave a bleak testimonial to a potential future employer..which happens to be a rival company. Then just now the rival company called me and told me they want me to give them 1 week before they can make a final offer or anything. Go. Take forever. I am fine.

So why am I so pissed?

It’s like I have been blacklisted. The Mafia is pissed that I have the cheek to go to a rival company when I said I wanted to pursue my studies (when I left the company). But it’s the Mafia’s own doing, what! When I expressed my interest last year, the Mafia was not supportive. In fact, I felt demoralised after a talk with the Mafia. Like that how?

When I went for the interview with the potential employer, I did ask about the ability to pursue my studies and they were very very supportive towards it. In fact the person who interviewed me were urging to take my masters because she was doing the same thing. So now what?

Anyway whatever lah. I am not interested in the former workplace (which still owes me money) and I am no longer interested in the potential one. Both are under the same BIG company. Probably will be doing the same shit in the end.

Good riddance to educational publishing. Screw ups.

*Got a call from Aussie High Comm. Now I have to go get a fucking medical certificate from my doctors to verify I am fit to go Australia and that I can come back on my own (??? That’s what the woman said) So now..I have to rush down to Raffles Clinic downstairs. I have already spent $100 in getting the fucking visa. And now, I have to spend money in getting a check up. My crime? For being a former Aussie student whose visa and health records have expired. Really nabei chee bye.*

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