trying to see those loveable, adorable, oh so oochie coochie... ... i'll stop that now and finish off this post as quickly as possible before running off to hug Tommi.
For the locals you all know why those vdo's have disappeared, and for those foreign viewers who might not be aware in Thailand the government has banned YouTube owing to a disreputable vdo featured on the site.
i never got the chance to see it before the ban was in place, or followed all the news closely enough to be well enough informed to comment.
But i've added a link from "13.45N - 100.30E" in the "WHAT WE'RE READING" section where there is a view on this ban.
This is my roundabout way of saying stop sending me links to YouTube!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
little things in life...
Life has a way of throwing of throwing you a curveball from time to time (excuse the slipping into sad cliches but it is the end of the night and i just wanted to share before going to bed) This time though the bases were loaded in the bottom of the ninth and the curveball was called a ball four. (i promise that is the last baseball reference)
Anyhow my Mom had been going on about some chocolates that were in the fridge that my Dad had been given by a friend. So i went to the fridge and there sitting on the shelf in the fridge were two square boxes, wrapped immaculately as only the japanese can do, and emblazened across the top of the box were the words Royce
Well i opened the box and laid out in the tray were neat rows of rectangle blocks covered in chocolate powder, included in the box was a neat little pick cum knife, which i used to spear one of these chocolate pieces up and slipped into my mouth.
That events was two days ago, ever since i have been walking around with a little smile on my face as i knew that at anytime i could go down to the fridge and have my choice of either "cherry marnier" or "caramel" flavoured slices of heaven.
Now like all good things they have come to an end, they are all gone but my world is brighter with the knowledge that these little scrumptious treats exist but even more than that that there is a shop in Bangkok that sells them too! Thank god! or I and mine would be spending weekends yo-yo-ing between Bangkok and Singapore coming back with a little square box tucked under our arms on the return leg.
My new slice of heaven.
I started off with baseball cliches and to provide this scribble with a bit more gravitas and depth I am going to steal the words of another to illustrate what i was trying to convey.
Life has its own hidden forces which you can only discover by living. - Soren Kierkegaard (1813 - 1855)
BTW In case your wondering Tommi also discovered a bit about living!
Anyhow my Mom had been going on about some chocolates that were in the fridge that my Dad had been given by a friend. So i went to the fridge and there sitting on the shelf in the fridge were two square boxes, wrapped immaculately as only the japanese can do, and emblazened across the top of the box were the words Royce
Well i opened the box and laid out in the tray were neat rows of rectangle blocks covered in chocolate powder, included in the box was a neat little pick cum knife, which i used to spear one of these chocolate pieces up and slipped into my mouth.
That events was two days ago, ever since i have been walking around with a little smile on my face as i knew that at anytime i could go down to the fridge and have my choice of either "cherry marnier" or "caramel" flavoured slices of heaven.
Now like all good things they have come to an end, they are all gone but my world is brighter with the knowledge that these little scrumptious treats exist but even more than that that there is a shop in Bangkok that sells them too! Thank god! or I and mine would be spending weekends yo-yo-ing between Bangkok and Singapore coming back with a little square box tucked under our arms on the return leg.
My new slice of heaven.
I started off with baseball cliches and to provide this scribble with a bit more gravitas and depth I am going to steal the words of another to illustrate what i was trying to convey.
Life has its own hidden forces which you can only discover by living. - Soren Kierkegaard (1813 - 1855)
BTW In case your wondering Tommi also discovered a bit about living!
Sunday, April 1, 2007
The Devils may say…
For my day job I’m a lawyer with over 10 years in private practice (I know that’s not the best confession to make so early in the life of my blog but stick with me it will get better), I recently changed jobs about a year ago and crossed over to the other side, becoming an in-house lawyer, and came to the realisation that my 10-years working at 2 international law firms was more than enough for me.
My first international law firm experience came at a New York law firm that had Thai management. There the big boss imagined that it was his own firm with his own vision after a while I came to the realisation that his vision revolved around the words “sweat shop” and “slave labour”.
"Why are you using it all? I don't understand why people like using it all!"
This question was asked whenever a lawyer used their entire annual leave. I soon learnt that this applied to any use of annual leave or personal time. I suppose it was a business strategy for making us be more productive as there was never any time wasted making plans for after work or the weekend, even when the building was being fumigated with insect repellant we were still expected to be at our desk at 2am with our gas masks at the ready.
“It’s all about the EQ sweetie”
As well as being a strict adherent to Victorian labour relations my boss at this firm was a keen advocate of having fit and alert workers. Your EQ abilities got a really good work out as my boss just loved to bang tables and slam doors leaving us to interpret the level of anger and our reaction to this. Any one who wasn’t so in tune with their EQ would have an intensive workout as they bounced, skipped and rolled to dodge the box files that came hurtling towards them. My next job I tested for a very high EQ score but I think I should have worked more on dodging box files and I could have ended up with a more lithe and flexible body.
“Don’t trust the locals”
My last international law firm was an English one where I had a foreign boss. Although I learnt a lot from him, confidence in my EQ, IQ and even my Bar-Be-Q abilities took a battering, during that period all I was serving were burnt chicken wings.
My next boss was a perfectionist unfortunately this perfectionism manifested itself in a mistrust in the abilities of any Thai lawyers. You’d think that would be a problem considering where we are but it didn’t really become apparent until the law firm was taken over by a Thai law firm and lots and lots of Thai lawyers started turning up on Monday morning. My foreign boss reacted as any sane person would do and drew me down with him into his office which soon became more like his ‘bunker’. And like any good general he stayed far behind the lines and let me do all the fighting.
“Back from the front”
Now I’m an in-house lawyer for an international corporation, yes I know I am still a lawyer and yes I am working for a big bad multi-national but I am happy. I’ve swapped conversations about new bags or watches? Which brand? Fake or real? For people that talk about families, children and the real things in life. I don’t miss the backstabbing and the scheming. I'm happy working with colleagues that have the same intentions – to do the best for the corporation and not to get rid of each other. Plus my friends don’t make strange excuses anymore for why they can’t make it to my Bar-Be-Q’s.
P.S. This thing was written with me screaming it out LOUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
10 things I used to have to deal with at work that I don’t have to anymore:
1. I don’t have to feign interest in the latest purchase of a luxury good
2. I don’t have to spend half the working week looking for a new job
3. I don’t spend the weekends wishing Monday wouldn’t come
4. I don’t spend the weeks waiting for Friday to arrive
5. I don’t have to remember to bring a gas mask to work every first Tuesday in a quarter
6. I don’t waste my days listening to office gossip about the faults of my colleagues
7. I can use my husband for emergency emotional support that is not related to work
8. I no longer have to be so anal about logging my time spent on work
9. I now can make plans for long weekends
10. I now serve BBQ chicken that isn’t burnt
My first international law firm experience came at a New York law firm that had Thai management. There the big boss imagined that it was his own firm with his own vision after a while I came to the realisation that his vision revolved around the words “sweat shop” and “slave labour”.
"Why are you using it all? I don't understand why people like using it all!"
This question was asked whenever a lawyer used their entire annual leave. I soon learnt that this applied to any use of annual leave or personal time. I suppose it was a business strategy for making us be more productive as there was never any time wasted making plans for after work or the weekend, even when the building was being fumigated with insect repellant we were still expected to be at our desk at 2am with our gas masks at the ready.
“It’s all about the EQ sweetie”
As well as being a strict adherent to Victorian labour relations my boss at this firm was a keen advocate of having fit and alert workers. Your EQ abilities got a really good work out as my boss just loved to bang tables and slam doors leaving us to interpret the level of anger and our reaction to this. Any one who wasn’t so in tune with their EQ would have an intensive workout as they bounced, skipped and rolled to dodge the box files that came hurtling towards them. My next job I tested for a very high EQ score but I think I should have worked more on dodging box files and I could have ended up with a more lithe and flexible body.
“Don’t trust the locals”
My last international law firm was an English one where I had a foreign boss. Although I learnt a lot from him, confidence in my EQ, IQ and even my Bar-Be-Q abilities took a battering, during that period all I was serving were burnt chicken wings.
My next boss was a perfectionist unfortunately this perfectionism manifested itself in a mistrust in the abilities of any Thai lawyers. You’d think that would be a problem considering where we are but it didn’t really become apparent until the law firm was taken over by a Thai law firm and lots and lots of Thai lawyers started turning up on Monday morning. My foreign boss reacted as any sane person would do and drew me down with him into his office which soon became more like his ‘bunker’. And like any good general he stayed far behind the lines and let me do all the fighting.
“Back from the front”
Now I’m an in-house lawyer for an international corporation, yes I know I am still a lawyer and yes I am working for a big bad multi-national but I am happy. I’ve swapped conversations about new bags or watches? Which brand? Fake or real? For people that talk about families, children and the real things in life. I don’t miss the backstabbing and the scheming. I'm happy working with colleagues that have the same intentions – to do the best for the corporation and not to get rid of each other. Plus my friends don’t make strange excuses anymore for why they can’t make it to my Bar-Be-Q’s.
P.S. This thing was written with me screaming it out LOUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
10 things I used to have to deal with at work that I don’t have to anymore:
1. I don’t have to feign interest in the latest purchase of a luxury good
2. I don’t have to spend half the working week looking for a new job
3. I don’t spend the weekends wishing Monday wouldn’t come
4. I don’t spend the weeks waiting for Friday to arrive
5. I don’t have to remember to bring a gas mask to work every first Tuesday in a quarter
6. I don’t waste my days listening to office gossip about the faults of my colleagues
7. I can use my husband for emergency emotional support that is not related to work
8. I no longer have to be so anal about logging my time spent on work
9. I now can make plans for long weekends
10. I now serve BBQ chicken that isn’t burnt
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