The Metal Monkey
It's been a good few days. Partly because there's not a single thread of traffic congestion in sight, partly due to the hilarious on the street interview Jajamitabha coaxed me into doing for the Dapat Auto series on TV3 and partly contributed by the idea of being away from FB for quite awhile*.
(Sing to Queen, "God knows, God knows I want to break freeeeee.......").
My jobhate grows. Especially when things haven't been so rosy with the project next door where FB is easily pointing her short little midget fingers at me whenever there were queries. If doing something you wouldn't have done in a million years but you had no choice and survived with what was given to you was unnerving, being at the mercy of unstable female emotions puts you in a very awkward mode.
Awkward is now upgraded to fear and demoralization.
After celebrating my one-year employment anniversary at the GLC last month, the reality of having a 43-year old spinster for a superior finally sunk in. Oh, the pinball hormones. Oh, the dark cloud of her menopause that hangs above my head.
She is just too into her Glasgow research-degree work to mind her career anymore. Or mine.
" You do what you want Foxy, I don't care anymore. I don't want to baby sit you any longer."
Old cranky woman, you might just get what you bargained for.
Apart from all the other resumes of hopeful friends I'm handing over to HR for the application to other available vacancies at the GLC, I've also submitted my own.
The Awal Muharram gave me kinda revived my faltering confidence and guts. My mom, being herself, wrote me some surah and other petuas to read in conjunction of the new Islamic year. Among the perkara-perkara sunat to do, was keep some money away with niat for `berkat rezeki yang mencurah sepanjang tahun', Insya-Allah.
As for our Chinese friends who are celebrating Chinese New Year of the Rooster,their predictions for little Monkeys like me this year:
The Monkey always considers life to be a comedy rather than a tragedy, and this saves them from pessimism and discouragement. They will therefore enjoy themselves this year, and do many frivolous things, but will always keep a certain sense of balance. Moreover, they will study philosophers, particularly those who know how to make fun of philosophy, such as Montaigne and Pascal. If they continue on this path, they will have many chances to spend the year profitably. Beware, however! They should not continue to believe that all people are foolish except for themselves: 'It's great folly to want to be wise all alone,' as La Rochefoucauld said!
Your temperament as a winner will express itself with all its force. And woe betide those who'll try to resist you! In your work, this sharpened competitive mind will cause you to achieve fine successes. In love, don't overdo things and don't try at all costs to impose your will on your mate.
Those of you born under the influence of the Chinese Astrology element of Metal are determined, self-reliant and forceful. You enjoy the good life and all it has to offer -- luxury, comfort and freedom, especially. You're like a reclusive film star: You want the acclaim, but you also want to be left alone. You create your own success, building your desired destiny with single-minded focus. Others look up to you in awe of your commanding, confident presence. While you Metal individuals are strong and virtuous, you can be a bit set in your ways. No arm-wrestling with the metallic ones, either; they might break that appendage in two! You can be a stern taskmasters as well, demanding the most from yourself and those you love.