Uncles and Aunties

I have concluded that the older a person gets, no matter who or what happens around them, an old bamboo IS an old bamboo. They just can't bend anymore or bend any further. They just can't. And they stop from trying, pushing or driving. Be it whatever. Unless it is for pleasure, that, they can act as if they are still sweet 16. Or they see by doing this something, it would bring them to the next level in the corporate ladder.

It is true when they say when you reach a certain ripe age in the rat race you need to be at least somewhere up there. If you are neither here nor there, that is when my paragraph 1 refers.

Do you know what's the repercussion?

The 1 and 2 generation below them would have to cringe over their idiosyncrasies by exercising their good eyes with eye rolling motion every now and then. All the time, so long as they are there, working amongst us. This is Asia, we don't literally shove these folks aside and make our way. Unless the big boss initiates it.

In Malaysia and Singapore, we typically identify them as the "Uncles" and "Aunties."

Not only are they unfocused, loss and troublesome in unnecessary ways, they are slow and less sharp. But all is not loss, they still contribute a good deal in their wealth of experience but the attitude they seep is remarkably... errr, how shall I put it? Tiring.

I know as a matter of fact if I don't reach 'there' at the higher top by the time I reach 40, I would by all means end up like them.

So, I have more of less decided that if I'm such a mediocre by then, I will just quit and get some job that fits my then ways. Like being a librarian, administration, store keeper, tutor or some artsy stuff that doesn't require such dynamism.

Anyway, yes, I'm just hanging on here, with all the world's patience I have garnered thus far... sabar je la.