All white

It's been two weeks since the agency moved.

That is one of the many excuses why I've been slacking off in writing. Packing, and unpacking is a very tiring thing to do, especially when you're juggling between ongoing jobs and pitches.

It was a Friday.

Yours truly is one the first batch that reported to work early in the morning. Yes. Deadlines. My Mac was setup even before the packed cartons arrive. The rest stayed back to oversee the movers with our belongings. Being a social media addict, I posted a pix to preempt the gang before they comes in after lunch.

We took over David in PR's office. They were moving a floor up. Coincidentally, they have a staff count of 23. We have 23 minus the Finance and IT. We, cramped in nicely. They left us a 5-year renovation, and workstations that come with built-in shelves and drawer – David is our sister agency under the same umbrella – you'll get the drift.

Oh. How's my old office looked like?

We've settled down. I have settled down.

I like the new office now.


Two wrong statements

When 2 statements should not be put into the same sentence.

"Go toilet… (looking at me) Nak hisap?"

"Bro! You make it sound so wrong, wei! Never do that again!"

Baby Suit wanted to go to the loo, and planning to have a smoke after that.

Ubolt Sain

Was having a drink with Pilot 4+2 the other day.

Catching up and all lah. And so, watches came into the picture.

"Check out this watch brand – Ubolt."

"I didn't know Ubolt Sain came out with his own line of watches…"

"Wha… who?"

"The African athlete lah…"

Laughs came after the awkward silence.

He was talking about U-Boat watches.

And I got the runner's name wrong.