Wednesday, June 09, 2004
It's only the third day of the week & the surprises, shock & fear I've gotten so far is way beyond what my tiny lil heart could take. Because I'm damn tired & my toe hurts from the pedicure I did last night, (I dunno what the hell the lady did. The side of my big toe hurts like hell & it feels like there're pus inside but I still love my nails. So nice & clean *grins*) I'm gonna make this a brief one.
We have this new digital recorder in the newsroom & reporter V returned to the newsroom after an interview. V asked me for help to upload the recordings to the shared editorial drive in the server & so I did as told. Now, because it's a spankin' new recorder that uses a whole new software, I had some difficulty & naturally, I seeked help from our wonderful IT hunks. He came along (& so did my boss), and we started figuring how to work the thing. They left after seeing the programme load successfully. So, I was left alone like a dumbo staring at the monitor wondering what to do next. I played around with the clickable buttons on the programme window pane. Then, I overheard my boss saying something about "format....convert....Wav file..." So, I figured I must format the .TSH sound file to .wav. I did a right click & saw "format" greeting at me right in my face. I clicked it & a prompt window pop-up. Being damn paranoid, I clicked NO to whatever was prompted. Then, my boss & the IT guy came back to me. I was told to do a right click on the sound file & select format. So, I did. After about 3 seconds, I clicked ok. 5 seconds later, my IT colleague shouted, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! NO! NO! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's gone! All gone"
Yes. I re-formatted the whole friggin' recorder & whatever that was recorded inside, is ERASED! Gone with the wind! Flushed down to the sea together with nemo. Fear strucked me. SHIT! What am I gonna say to V? Fuck man! How am I gonna tell her? Then, the most surprising thing is, my boss didn't utter a single sentence of displease. She was damn calm & cool about it. (I was expecting a big dress down from her but I didn't! Hohohoho!) What's best is what V said after I explained the whole situation.
"But the point of bringing & using a recorder is to record isn't it?" said V after IniQx asked if she scribbled notes throughout the interview.
Woah! That left me speechless & I had to apologise to her repeatedly like some overly polite Japanese bowing & speaking in that utmost apologetic tone. (Some background info on V. She wears a stern look on her 24/7 & I've never see her smile ever before after being in the company for like almost 3 months. One cold stare from her is enough to send chill down your spine.)
Here comes the real surprise. MY GOOD FRIEND'S GETTING MARRIED! Am I getting old or what? My friends are actually getting married. (3 in fact. 2 I knew from school & 1 colleague, a really nice one as well. The rare kind you get in the media line) When I saw that BIG diamond ring on her, I was like "sheesh!" It's really BIG I tell you. I better start my bridesmaid-to-be-diet-programme. Hohohohoho! =D
One last dish of surprise. I got a surprise call from Shirlynn! (Yes auntie Shir alright.) That lady (in pink) called the newsroom this evening & asked who's on the line. When I told her my name, (I didn't know who the caller was. I wasn't quite paying attention to the call you see) she repeated my name like 3 times & said my FULLNAME once. And so I was wondering wtf is wrong with this woman & how come she knows my fullname man! Anyway, we had a nice chat and she updated me with lotsa stuffs (as usual) *hiaks hiaks* & suddenly, I miss everyone loads! =(
// she's beautifully chaotic at 10:58 PM >> 