Happy New Year to all readers! I first played Pac-Man when I was still in Kinder Garden. I remember I used to play it in a Floppy Disc and the computer which supported the game was the predecessor even before 386, first Intel Pentium 1. Anyway, It was my 1st experience that allowed me to explore my gaming leisure in digital computer. I experienced Pac-Man in another level of fun during my New Year Holidays.
What was it?
2 nights before the end of 2009, me and Princess Pipi were traveling in one of the most celebrated street in Rome called Spagna.
The city was decorated with Christmas stuffs and people were preparing to welcome 2010.
We bumped into a Mercedesshow room and saw this sparkling smart car
As we were going to take the picture together with the smart car, a sales guy came to us and say
Do you want to play Pac Man and win a SMART CAR?
Winning a SMART CAR is really tempting!
But I am not a go-go guy, and initiative enough in participate in all these competition. although I used to participate in some stupid game with Yee Chong before:
But Pipi was so excited.
Pac Man in SMART CAR? Strange….
One participant has to drive a smart car in Rome street to get 20,000 points at least to get a smart car
while the other participants need to direct the driver in the Mercedes show room by contacting the driver via handphone and a GPS screen to search for the smart car location
Our team was named… FIREMICE ,
the Italian pronounced it as “FI-RAI-MICE”
GPS screen that locates FireMice in the screen
Pipi was the navigator, she played an important role to direct the smart car, to get as much point as possible, most important of all she had to talk to me in the phone (very very difficult)..
FireMice was the retarded-SMART car driver..
So we started! Pipi was shouting non stop
Go GO go! why you not moving yet!!!!
I was like… ok ok ok
It is not easy to drive in Rome since I am a Malaysian (the other participants from Rome), and I have no-sense-of-direction… the driver seat was located at the left side of the car… all the direction was against what I used to drive with… and I AM RACING IN A COMPETITION!
WOI!!!! Turn right ok!! TURN– TURN !
CANNOT TURN RIGHT OK!!
Drove to a few interesting place that promoted Smart Car to get extra points =)
Faster…. We are near to 20,000 points already
At last, we got back more than 30,000 points
our rank was 2nd among 8 people….
We are proud because we beat most of the others Romans!
but we were disappointed to find out we can only get a mini Smart car
Little did we find out… Smart car actually was promoting their electric car… a Energy Friendly car
We got a mini smart CAR!
UTM 2007 graduates had reached the 2 years working milestone. It is time for us to stop awhile, have a rest, take a deep breath and observe our old buddies.
Are they ok? are they still wearing the engineer cap? Do they think like an engineer? Do they engineer their life? Continue studies? hmmm…
This post is specially dedicated to Princess Pipi and also to Zeapleonia aka Michelle. While most of our UTM engineers spending time working in comfortable office, overseas traveling, working in Oil sucking company earning tons of $$$$, doing engineering sales. These 2 ladies spend their career time in Jungle.
About 2 months ago, their life in Jungle was featured in Magazine Cover. They were dubbed by the magazine ‘POWER PLANT’S POWER GIRL‘
This story was blogged by Michelle, and thanks to her, I was granted the permission to publish this story by taking her High quality scanned photos from her blog.
Now the sad sad poor poor side of their working life is this
this is follow by..
Both of them were separated and assigned to different sides of the jungle..
I got the exact location map from Pipi’s Facebook.
Again guys, please look at this photo again as I am going to imply something.
You can see Pipi is still sweating and wearing her working uniform. On the other hand, Michelle is wearing some scholar baju hantu Melayu ( a bit irrelevant right?), it is obvious that Michelle is spinning off the engineering orbit, and pursue her additional educational degree like a Meteor flying randomly. Well enough said!
Well done Power Girls!
There had been a hiatus in my blog updating. I must say I’d been through a lot of things.
Sad to say that I’m no longer a Baby-Renewable-Energy-Engineer. There was the time me + my company work together to think of the solution to capture CO2 and produce clean energy to save mama earth. I quit this sacred job and now I’m in an environmental-unfriendly-power plant-building-company. Instead of capturing and reducing CO2, me + my current company are looking for every possible way to erect power plants and releasing millions tons of CO2 and enormous amount of heat to the environmental.YES! it is an evil deed! in fact after transitioning from a renewable company to a traditional power building company, I realized that currently the number of traditional power plants that are being erected is thousands times more than renewable power plants.
FireMice serving new boss to build EVIL plants
okie… now let’s enter to the real topics! What I encountered in Europe.
I traveled to a few places. I was in Sydney a month ago. Busy busy busy…. I was informed that I need to travel to Europe, basically Switzerland and France to experience an on-the-job training. I wasn’t excited about this when I heard that.
- I don’t have enough time to prepare myself.
- The weather was difficult for me.
- I am still new to the company and there’s still a lot of procedures (necessaries) yet to be discovered.
- No one speak English in France.
Well in the end…. I managed to squeeze myself and put in all my capacity to prepare myself. I was tired + pressured + unpleasant + reluctant.
Everyone was telling a lot of procedures, must-do, must-not-do, how-to-do-it, way-to-get-there, blah blah blah…..
Many people encouraged me to enjoy and experience the very best of Europe. I’m trying hard. But deep inside me…………. my 7th Sense (my 6th sense = sense of stupidity) tells me…… I see trouble.
My route to Switzerland:
I’d done many solo trips in my previous company. But this time my 7th Sense made me very very uncomfortable.
On my 1st day, I departed from KLIA to Bangkok at night. wait there at least 4 hours before I made another departing from Bangkok to Zurich. The time different made me kind of dizzy. I don’t know whether I was hungry or sleepy. But in the end I grabed a Burger King. Then I continued my journey to the west……
I put my foot on Zurich at 7.30pm. My 7th Sense keep trigging me again and again.... in my mind.
Besides 7th Sense. My mind is full of instruction + procedures + way-to-get-there…. but my body cannot take the tiredness and worries. My ultimate destination is Baden (my company HQ).
I took a train to Baden…..
7th Sense was right…..
When I finally reach Baden train station. It was kind of tense… when I got out of the train.. I felt myself was lighter.. and my bag pack is not with me…………………. ?!
Inside the bag pack there’s Company Laptop , a lot and a lot of CASH , My new bought 14.7 Mega pix Canon camera , my new bought Richard Branson’s book , my keys to my luggage
THIS IS NIGHTMARE!!!!
I tried many ways to find back my back… but everything seems impossible.. I prayed for a Quantum of Solace. Squeeze my eyes so so hard until it was going to burst and talk to myself and curse myself for such incidents happen to me…
I entered to the office… and everything seems like hell.
well you all can imagine how I went through when I don’t have money, I don’t have keys to open my luggage.. I basicaly don’t eat and wore back the same thing for another week. my soul was so weak!
Now why can’t I open my luggage even if I don’t have the keys?
My Luggage is built by armour . and the key to lock it is so sophisticated.. it requires special magnet to open sesame my luggage . These elements is supposed to protect my properties to prevent people to open it. It turned out I am the people. I don’t plan to break it because it was given by my dad before I did my 1st company trip.
angry day 1, then Painful day 2….. hate day 3….. numb day 4….. cry ( tried very hard but couldn’t ) 5…. attempt suicide day 6…. constipation day 7…..
then……. Pipi shows up