It's got to be eeeeeee Purrrrfect!

To a lot of wide eyed girlies he's quite a catch. Tall, dark and handsome, when he flashes that boyish smile only the little crow-feets betray his age of any day over 25. A charmer who comes across as a bit tad shy he can still be assertive and convincing when he has a point to make. The prestigious family background equips him with a bungalow in the East where his personal toilet is rumoured to be the size of a 3rm gov flat. The icing on the cake has to the oh so kewl evolution he owns to complete the bad-boy, good-boy combination. In fact, love struck girlies swoon when they found out where he worked and who he worked with to get a introduction.

Perfect guy.

Almost.

His chinese name is Chi ken.

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I got a letter from the government today. Since i do not qualify for reminders of reservist i thought perhaps they had discovered my secret dealings involving alcohol and a car. It was worse. I was duly informed that i would with immediate effect become an automatic member of SDU.

To promote the social well-being of Singaporeans, the Ministry of Education is partnering with the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports to offer you the opportunity to join the Social Development Unit and enjoy many benefits of being an SDU member.

HA HA HA.

Just what i was waiting for, a ministry to get me to the ministry for registration.

And if SDU doesn't work, i will get The Straits Times to do a sympathetic story on how poor twenty-somethings, over-worked, over-stressed career women are incapable of finding love. Suitors will start rolling in. The Straits Times will chaperone the first date, follow up on the romance aka The Bachelorette and the sponsorships for the wedding will start rolling in.

I can't wait.

Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain..

Whilst in other parts of the world sloshy sidewalks and chilly winds signal the coming of christmas, here in the tropics it's rain, rain and more rain that ushers in the holidays. Very apt for the mood of everything around me these days.

Restructuring at my work place has caused a frenzy of 'nice to have known you, goodbye!' emails flooding my mail box. I get emails from 'Mervyn Chew' s and 'Karen Tan' s thanking me for all my help and hospitality, even though they havent the faintest idea what i look like. Everybody is expecting a time bomb to go off so they tip toe out, one by one, hoping to make it through the door before it detonates. And maybe it has? or will? I remember when i first joined the firm, THE HEAD spoke so proudly of this work place being unconventional, that it isn't a place for the faint hearted but rather for those who detest rigidity and routine. THE HEAD got demoted a few days ago and in the same email a new organizational chart was drawn up which DID NOT include my department.

I needed to whine. So i called two people that i sometimes turn to when i'm feeling low about my career. Guess what? BOTH of them announced that they had lost their jobs.

Tis the season to worry about job security.