I grumbled my way to the training yesterday. Because I had to raised at 0645 and is scheduled to finish at 1900.
But while there, I learnt many, many things about life. And I am remembered how I am supposed to live my life besides just the mere Citibanker with that supposedly high standards what we are supposed to carry with us all the time.
Though Roger himself is a superb trainer but I'm practically cautious over him because if he chooses to get stern on training matter, boy, he gives us shits.
But yesterday was the day Roger gave A training, and yes, Roger's training were always heartfelt, deep and gets people moving. And it certainly did for me.
I just have to say that God has its ways in reminding me about what my life is all about just as I am at the crossroad and reminding myself to focus on what I want out of it. Just when I just said it, Roger was there to reaffirm.
Coincident? I wonder.
I'm currently busy with things.
Busy to get the cards ready so I can proceed with the entire printing experience.
Busy sorting out work so I can move. Also, trying to find the additional time to pick up Bankcards.
Busy trying to meet some card orders and sorting out some personal ones.
Busy getting back on my 2 feet and the ultimate fitness level I deeply need so I can start running races again.
Speaking of which, I just did a 5km run in KLCC Park on Thursday. I was running along fine and enjoying the pace until when I was about 1.5km, 3 men overtook me. And while they were doing so, I realised they were actually not running that fast after all, merely pace which I could follow.
So I pace with them. And boy, they were so boh-song. They started running faster hoping to drop me. But hey, who are they kidding right? I continued tagging. Hahaha.
Until it hit the additional 500m, 2 idiots decided to stop. Either because that was supposedly to be their last distance or they were too tired for the over run.
Anyway, 1 guy left. And he just refuse to stop and he continued running at 4.50min/km. I followed closely. There were a time while we were running uphill, when I could just over take him (which I refuse) he accelerated and tried leaving me behind. He was already panting and so was I. But I refuse to let go because I wanted to give him a good run. Hahah...
Until I was well past the downhill path, I begin to run slower since I have got another good 2km to go. And guess what?
The fucker stopped running. Just when he realised I was no longer tailing aka pacing him.
What a prick. Are all men are like this? Do they have such huge ego that they cannot accept a female species with the same stamina and fitness?
After that run, I rushed off to have my hair wash and boy, a bunch of crap I got (from the guy who blowed my hair). Real stupid prick. When I asked him about forgetting to put on the hair serum to protect from the really hot heat of dryer, he told me it was intended.
What the fuck was that?
He had the cheek to say, 'some' people choose to believe that it is supposed to be used prior to the blow but he believes it is not necessarily because what the product says on the label need not necessary follow through. We are be flexible.
I pointed to him that it has it clearly said on the label that the protective serum is a cream to protect the hair from heating tools , which means, common sense says it is to be used prior to the blow.
He argued with me.
I gave him the look and I told him do just quickly blow and finish it up. And I returned to my reading.
I refuse to argue with such stupid people. I refuse to even be angry. I refuse to even waste any more of my breath on this.
And he had the cheek to charge me RM40 despite using my own shampoo and stuff. And not forgetting, the other girl who washed my hair could not EVEN wash my hair properly. She fail to scrub, she fail to get the shampoo to the very bottom of my scalp and she was struggling to even get it soppy.
This is the example, of a salon to go bust. Look at the people what work there and the quality of work.
So much for stupid people for a Thursday... sigh...
But while there, I learnt many, many things about life. And I am remembered how I am supposed to live my life besides just the mere Citibanker with that supposedly high standards what we are supposed to carry with us all the time.
Though Roger himself is a superb trainer but I'm practically cautious over him because if he chooses to get stern on training matter, boy, he gives us shits.
But yesterday was the day Roger gave A training, and yes, Roger's training were always heartfelt, deep and gets people moving. And it certainly did for me.
I just have to say that God has its ways in reminding me about what my life is all about just as I am at the crossroad and reminding myself to focus on what I want out of it. Just when I just said it, Roger was there to reaffirm.
Coincident? I wonder.
I'm currently busy with things.
Busy to get the cards ready so I can proceed with the entire printing experience.
Busy sorting out work so I can move. Also, trying to find the additional time to pick up Bankcards.
Busy trying to meet some card orders and sorting out some personal ones.
Busy getting back on my 2 feet and the ultimate fitness level I deeply need so I can start running races again.
Speaking of which, I just did a 5km run in KLCC Park on Thursday. I was running along fine and enjoying the pace until when I was about 1.5km, 3 men overtook me. And while they were doing so, I realised they were actually not running that fast after all, merely pace which I could follow.
So I pace with them. And boy, they were so boh-song. They started running faster hoping to drop me. But hey, who are they kidding right? I continued tagging. Hahaha.
Until it hit the additional 500m, 2 idiots decided to stop. Either because that was supposedly to be their last distance or they were too tired for the over run.
Anyway, 1 guy left. And he just refuse to stop and he continued running at 4.50min/km. I followed closely. There were a time while we were running uphill, when I could just over take him (which I refuse) he accelerated and tried leaving me behind. He was already panting and so was I. But I refuse to let go because I wanted to give him a good run. Hahah...
Until I was well past the downhill path, I begin to run slower since I have got another good 2km to go. And guess what?
The fucker stopped running. Just when he realised I was no longer tailing aka pacing him.
What a prick. Are all men are like this? Do they have such huge ego that they cannot accept a female species with the same stamina and fitness?
After that run, I rushed off to have my hair wash and boy, a bunch of crap I got (from the guy who blowed my hair). Real stupid prick. When I asked him about forgetting to put on the hair serum to protect from the really hot heat of dryer, he told me it was intended.
What the fuck was that?
He had the cheek to say, 'some' people choose to believe that it is supposed to be used prior to the blow but he believes it is not necessarily because what the product says on the label need not necessary follow through. We are be flexible.
I pointed to him that it has it clearly said on the label that the protective serum is a cream to protect the hair from heating tools , which means, common sense says it is to be used prior to the blow.
He argued with me.
I gave him the look and I told him do just quickly blow and finish it up. And I returned to my reading.
I refuse to argue with such stupid people. I refuse to even be angry. I refuse to even waste any more of my breath on this.
And he had the cheek to charge me RM40 despite using my own shampoo and stuff. And not forgetting, the other girl who washed my hair could not EVEN wash my hair properly. She fail to scrub, she fail to get the shampoo to the very bottom of my scalp and she was struggling to even get it soppy.
This is the example, of a salon to go bust. Look at the people what work there and the quality of work.
So much for stupid people for a Thursday... sigh...
