Monday and Tuesday was a holiday on my side of the world. Wooohooo for the long weekend. Saturday night was spent at work. Worked from 8am til 12noon, then back to work again from 5pm til 12 midnight. It wasn't so bad. 5pm-12midnight work was spent doing this:
Foam Party event at work. As part of the sales and marketing team we had to make sure the event was a hit, that people came to our event.
2 of my Facebook friends actually went to the event. Woohooo. Thank goodness for Facebook, it really does help promote events and things.
At the registration table.
The clock hits 12:15am, I am feeling a bit tipsy after so much cocktails and I am feeling so pooped. Would love to go home already.
Sorry for the photos, they were taken from my cellphone.
Sundate with my Family. I had a special burger date with the fam bam on Sunday.
my cousin Mikey and my Mom
Cousin Mikey and his sis Chloe
me and my cousin Chloe
Working on Monday and Tuesday, while everyone was enjoying their long long weekend, I was working all alone by myself. I don't mind working over long weekends, at least the office is not crowded, it is quiet and I can get a lot of stuff done. Can you imagine working in a small office where there are 6 girls, three computers, 2 calculators and only about 2 or 3 pens, and two phones? So yeah, the office gets pretty crazy when we are all in there, someone takes my pen and I end up taking someone else's pen, I calculate some stuff, someone get a phone call and grabs my calculator and I haven't even jotted down the numbers. So yeah, working on a holiday is so so, good thing is I get stuff done, bad thing is no long weekend for me.
Last week I heard some creepy stuff was happening in my office. The guy who was working graveyard was surprised to hear my office door barge open. A strong gust of wind blew from my office door. Then the guy was all like, "if there are any ghosts in here, please let me know, make some noise". Then 5 seconds later the machine that checks our attendance (bio clock machine, we press the finger scanner and it takes our attendance) suddenly says "Please try again!" The machine normally does this when an unregistered finger is pressed down the scanner. So anyhow, creepy right?
Like I said, I was working alone for the long weekend. I was calculating some stuff. After all the calculations and whatnot, I cleared the calculator and went about checking some files. Then all of a sudden, I hear a typing noise. I got goosebumps and for some reason I had a gut feeling that I needed to check my calculator. And well...voila...My calculator had tons of numbers! Woah! Scarrrry!
So yeah, that pretty much sums up my random post about the good, the bad , and the scary.