corporate opulence
after that morning swim, which is my sole amulet against falling to bronchitis again, it was off to see the uob pple. they wanted to update me on stuff. my entire day gone. they brought me to also see my window painting. its now residing in a sitting room of the millions that exsist in the uob tower plaza 2. so now i’ll noe where it is if i plan to steal it next time.
these r one of the rare moments that u see the central business district so alive wif pple in business suits, ties, dark shiny hair, n for the ladies, slim figures who don the traditional black. (i’m doing this at expense of generalization. but that’s the way it is!) welcome to the business world. as i am guided through the nooks n crannies of the uob complex that only seasoned fits will haf knowledge to, i could haf sworn i walked past an ink painting by lui kang n a still-life by georgette chen gracing its polished marble walls, lost amongst the thousands in the uob collection. corporate opulence. realli.
apparently, the meeting room wasn’t in the main building itself, but in one of the shophouses along boat quay owned by uob. looks like a really pleasant working space. but as june the uob lady assures me, nice describes the workplace itself, but not the environment.
welcome to the real world. all the insights here n there i gathered made me realize that we students still live a relatively sheltered life. as much as i perenially complain abt the rice sack n the aep programme, i can b sure that i will miss school.
njc, despite its many imperfections, still remain a place where i believe i "belong". u can still trust pple around u to help u when u need it, n i guess we've so far never realli experienced the real kind of backstabbing n office politics u so often see in the workplace. out there, i guess its a machiavellian struggle up the corporate ladder.
from now til the prelims, i guess i'll haf to treasure my last days in njc.
alvin ong dozed and watched the sawdust trampled night @ 9:02 PM
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