I was really short supplied with baking stuff, among them, cake boxes which I desperately need for tomorrow, so told my boss I need to go out during lunch time and will be back for the 2pm meeting with one of the suppliers. But plan didn't go well because my colleague set a 12.30pm meeting last minute (which the supplier only came at 10 minutes to 1pm). By the time I left the office (yes! I must still go during lunch time because that shop closes at 6pm) was 1.30pm and I had to manage driving to Section 23, shop, drive back, while trying to multi-task eating my sandwich lunch in car, within half an hour. It's such a pressure to shop at bakery supply shop within limited time!
I was back in office at about 2.10pm and the supplier was not there yet... if I knew I shouldn't need to rush. (I know the title said episode at gym, but I can't go to gym till I finished work right?) Anyways, the supplier then came at 3.40pm! I got so annoyed I told my boss don't waste time joining that meeting, I went in, talked to the supplier for 1 minute and left the meeting (and left him with my graphic designer to brief him the necessary). Such a waste of time, his excuse was when he called I was out to lunch (which must be what, 2pm? 2.10pm?), I actually asked him "you didn't think I was going to have lunch till 3.30pm, did you?" which I got no answer to...
... and I got 6 meetings with 6 suppliers tomorrow!
Got my spreadsheet out to my boss just in time for me to make it to combat. (and by the way I am suppose to be working on my marketing strategies and not updating blog, but I just got this story telling mood attack). Combat class was so happening today, the last minute guest instructors - KH and Renee - definitely made a difference to the usual Monday combat. The arrangement had, for one, turned our kung fu master into an almost jammer when he started doing the shimmy and hip shaking - and you thought the combaters have not been poisoned enough by our darling Tony. Those who were not in the class today, you missed out a lot! Though, I still can't imagine how one can manage to "flex your muscles" and then....... "shimmy" :D.
Pump was the usual torture, I always plan to go a bit light with my weights considering that it's only Monday and it's back-to-back class, but always ended up doing the torturing amount of weights - "torturing self" has somehow became the motto of pump classes.
Gave up having dinner after class so I can come back early to do some work and get to bed as early as I can... Before I left, cupcakes for Swee, for the first time, thanks to Wookie's suggestion; and Wookie, my new found food taster, who has abandoned his handphone but was in search of his dinner dates. As I only have the combat master's number, I could only offer to contact the master for him. When the call was picked up, I straight away launched into my purpose of calling, which was "Hello! Where are you ah? blah blah blah..." till I heard from the other end "who is this please?" Oppssss! How rude of me not to introduce myself first (I hate it when someone, who has not given me his number before, calls me, no who he is, and straight away ask things like "how are you?" "what are you doing?""where are you?""do you know who I am?" (of course I don't!) "you really don't know who I am??" (NO I DON'T!) etc etc... I find it very annoying so I try not to do this myself) Nevertheless, moral of the story is - never take it for granted, not everyone would have my number saved in their phone book, so I must remember my manner and always introduce myself. Anyways, Wookie, that was a waste of my phone money, (oppss... correction, my company's money) to call someone who was just in front of you.
Lastly, to my little sweet stuff: I hope you will play a good role and fulfill your duties as little indulgences. Hope you guys are not a disappointment to those who have kindly accepted you into their hands.
Nite nite and sweet dreams.
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