What gives...?

How do you feel when someone actually looks down on you?

All my life, I have been taught to be humble to everyone. Always remember that everyone is the same and no one is greater than the other. With that in mind, I've survived my 2 years living in Hulu Terengganu, a very rural small sleepy town. There I have learnt a lot about the concept of humility and kindness. I can strongly say that I will never be the person I am today without having gone through those pleasant 2 years of my life.

Fast forward to the current days, I am surprise to see how some people can be a total b*tch and become such a stuck-up when it comes to ranks and qualifications. Just because someone sits at a small cubicle outside her boss' office does not make her the boss' secretary. Just because someone dresses plainly to the office does not mean that she's just a plain subordinate (if she is pun.. so what?). Just because someone can't speak fluent english does not make you a better person than him. Just because someone stutters does not make him less the person you are. I can go on and on with examples...

As a person who loves to observe people's behaviour, I am very sensitive to detect any peculiar demeanor of the people around me. Hence, when a new group of employees were brought over to my department for their first tour around the Group one fine afternoon, my b*tch detector did not miss the smug look on one of the trainees' face. It was outright obvious that she was actually looking down her nose at me.

Being situated in a cubicle just outside my boss' office does confuse some people. Yeah, some of them actually thought that I was her secretary. However, I've never been infuriated by that before for those people never actually made any rude comments or gestures towards me. Moreover, they even greeted me politely and sometimes tried to engaged me into friendly conversations in which I will try to explain that I was not the secretary.

Nevertheless, when I was being introduced to the new group of trainees, I just can't help but to notice the swaggering aura of the girl, as if conveying a loud and clear "I'm too good for all this" kinda message. She didn't even look at me when we shook hands and instead was eyeing my work area with much disdain... Tau laa my work area not as glamorous at other department's.. so what?

I noticed that she was taken aback when she found out that I was actually an exec under the same program as her. "Oh.. really? What level are you at now?" she said, referring to the CIMA examination module.. "Ermm.. I'm now finishing my final 3 papers".. "Rite...", came her aloof reply.. Hah!

Ok Ok.. I might have misjudged her character laa kan, being very sensitive and all. However, a call from a fellow colleague from another Subsidiary actually confirmed my opinion of the high-nose-queen. Since he got to spend almost half a day with the group, his opinions should be more valid than my 15 minutes encounter. Hmmmm....

Well, I decided to give the girl a benefit of the doubt laa.. Tak baik buruk sangka kat orang kan.. Hence, I just smiled at her whenever we crosses path (The HR department was just next door). Anyhow, a brief brush with the almightly queen in the ladies room had made me change my mind.

Queen: So, dah lama keje sini? (with a kerek look)
Binx: Ermm.. This is my 3rd year with the company (still smiling)
Queen: You grad from which Uni?
Binx: Local aje.. Uniten..
Queen: Oh.. (one eyebrow raised) I see..
Binx: Yourself?
Queen: UUM.. then I did my MASTERS in Accountancy in UiTM.. (with a smug)
Queen: I just finished my MASTERS a few months back.. (take that!)
Binx: Rite..
Queen: I guess if I didn't continue my MASTERS I would have been working for 3 years too by now.. (smug face)
Binx: Ahaaa... (urrghhh)
Queen: So.. how do you find CIMA? Is it tough?
Binx: Well, nothing in life is easy..
Queen: Yeah.. getting my MASTERS was not easy either...
Queen: So I guess CIMA will be a breeze for me..
Binx: Rite... (We just have to wait and see, girl!)


Enough said...



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