Had a very bad Friday.
I tot that after 5days of hectic work, Friday is a day I am yearning forward.
Least will I expected that, at 21.35pm nite a deadly phone from my production telling me that line will be down which one of my materials isnt in.
*Thunder & lightnings*
How can this happen to me..realli suay.
Phonecalls all the way from then til 11+ to 12am.
Whole world is qnsing me why i didnt bring in the stuffs. Nbs. Vendor play me out , nv fulfilled their delivery date.
4am reached hm, cant slp. managed to doze off at 4.20am. Then 6+ wake up staring blankly in the air. Got up, rushed to work and went to find out current status frm production how can this be salvage.
NO WAY !! Line can resume unless materials are in.
SUCKS BIG TIME WHEN I GO BACK TO WORK ON MONDAY!
best part, my boss can ask me one funnie qns:
Do we know without this material line wil down ? we need to investigate.
What a cock-ke-na-deng thing to ask me !!!! Of coz dont know lah, If i know, I wil react faster than anyone in the plant liao. She is farking STOO-PIG !
Whatever lah...
A-N-Y-WAY.....
its my fault , i do admit it this time.
I really overlook this matter, I have alot of things on hand to be frank, but I feel i also need to do a self reflection that , this is not an excuse.
Feeling remorseful...
Alone in office... thinking wat can i do in the morning to ease everyone's tension that we might face in a situation , we gonna miss customer's committed date.
My guy knows abt this since last night.. Had been hearding my hp ringings non-stop.
He tried to comfort me that things will be fine, blar blar blar.
But, i think i am the invloved party, i wil be the most affected.
then this mng when i am brooding over this matter, his sms came.
My guy : Bb, i love you, cheer up k?
Me : ( Juz Smile)
Was realli a simple and probably very common sms , that everyone will received from his/her love ones.
But to me, this is an encouragement and console when I am feeling real down.
I am feeeeeeeliiiiiiiiing much better.
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