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Sunday, April 02, 2006
Misfortune>
My grandpa, my mother’s father passed away on Thursday. I didn’t have the opportunity to see him, for saying the last goodbye. My mum was the only one among the four daughters and sons around when he stopped breathing, my uncle, mum’s younger brother, who works in another city flew back on the day. It was a gloomy day.
Grandpa died after three-day deep coma, nothing can summon him back, the last sound he made was to answer my cousin, and the last drop of tear fell down after my mum’s touch on his face. I called my grandma outside my office, in a deep depression, she’s crying, and repeating one sentence which is telling me my grandpa is no long around us. I held my tears and go back to work, still, need to smile for colleagues’ jokes.
Perhaps I was the only one who is supposed to be present in the funeral but actually absent. I feel sorry to my grandpa. Such a nice man, who taught me to be a true man, now is at somewhere I can’t reach.
I miss him.
Efficiency>
If you have noticed that they are covering those gaps on the floor at many MRT station, you probably would like to listen to my story:
One month ago, the first day working, I was wearing high heels. Unluckily, the heel was clutched between the metal bars of the cover for the gap at MRT station. It was embarrassing, and I wondered why they must use the cover with lots of gaps, unlike outdoors, there’s no rain water flow. I called Ministry of Estate, complaint about this, the officer said, we will take consideration of your case. Two weeks later, I saw workers use metal boards to cover the gaps. I went to ask them what for, they answered because there’s a girl complaint.
And the girl was me. Now I can walk with no worry about the gap thing in a MRT station, so glad. Thanks and praise for them, they are very efficient.