ROAR (for Animal Rights): In My Eyes Only - Day 2 (Part 2)

14th June, 2007 (Still the same day.)

3 something that day..: BAH! Mother Nature is against me! My email is against me! The whole world is against me!

No la. Just Mother Nature and my email. Stupid piece of metal.

Damned storm is stalling all my unmade-and-very-important phone calls.

And then there's The Hwey.

You idiot. What for you go email the News Editor, instead of the paper's editor or Lifestyle Editor?? Funny funny wan you..

I understand that AR is a serious subject. But we have personalities, bands, flea markets and it's a campus event. And because it's a campus event, the story belongs more to lifestyle or youth, if they have a one.

Doesn't matter anyway, the problem's settled.

Another one was the case of the Marketing team on leave. Shit la like that?! My email no need to read, event no need to go lar?! (Read it with feign astonishment)

But thank you, Jebus! I've grown balls and generated 200 gallons of testosterone (That's 757.082 litres). I called 6 publications and asked for their confirmation if they were attending the event. (Being transferred here and there is quite fun! But being transferred without notice by a disgruntled employee is just plain terror. Terror as in fear, ya.) One said yes, but I forgot to ask for their license plate, if they need parking. One said no. The rest wanted details, with one showing extremely high chances of saying yes.

I spoke with the Editors, Assistant Editors, writers and Direct Assistance people and they were all so friendly! Except for one publication that had the scariest receptionist that made me go, "Aiyer.. *stares at the phone*"


6.15pm: Somebody please bring in the kind of technology that allows you to search for people by typing in their numbers. I remember Hwey wrote a sponsored post about something like this.

I just got this 2330xxx number. I picked up and went, "Hello?" and the fella hung up on me. At this stage, I don't appreciate calls like this. Unless you're someone from the media and has some problems speaking on the phone because you're shy or whatnot. That, I'll forgive. But please, at least, mumble, stutter or whisper the name of your company.

Haiya, you know what? This reminds me of a call I received last night.

I was on the line with Noura, our person-in-charge-of-VIPs, when I received an incoming call. That's probably close to 8-ish. I decided to finish up with Noura first.

Who would've known that the call came from AS-friggin'-TRO!

Use general number somemore! How to track who called me like that?!

I'm freaking out because I'm expecting calls from organizations like this. I may have missed out on an important call. Days and weeks before this, I had a couple of calls from numbers I don't know. I wasn't there to pick up the phone, so there I go again. Missed calls. Calls from the public, from other committee members, from the press.


7.50pm: I just received an email from Ms Lecturer. And she's telling us (whole committee) off.

I best be scooting off now. Got to do a checklist.

And blast team members with canon balls.




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