Recently, I watched Harry Potter and the half-blooded prince. It was an interesting sequel that should turn out to be this year's blockbuster. In this movie, Harry is now into his sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft. However, his tasks have became more treacherous, as in both wizard and muggle worlds Lord Volemort and his henchmen are increasingly active. Together with Dumbledore, he hopes to have the power to defeat the evil.
The good will triumph. In this case, Harry required the assistance of Dumbledore. The old, wise wizard was his mentor. Time and time again, he would help him, give him insights & advice him. That led to Harry's growth, as he grasp how complicated his world has become. I have a mentor, FL. He has made me who I am today. I have acknowledged his teachings. Over the past 4 years, I have watched myself grown from an infant to a man with deep thoughts. But one day, the time will come when he will leave me. And when that happens, I will learn to fend for myself. Will I survive? Will my skills continue to get better? Just as will Harry survive when Dumbledore's time is up? Maybe a vial of Felix Felicis will do the trick.
A penny for my thoughts. I have so many thoughts, but why ain't I getting richer?
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Drag me to hell
I watched the movie - Drag Me to Hell. To be frank, a horror movie doesn't need to have any plot. But I am a habit of reflection after watching every movie. So as I sit down and ponder about it, a short scene from the movie came into mind.
Christine Brown, a mild-mannered loan officer in Los Angeles, hopes to be promoted to assistant manager over her conniving co-worker, Stu Rubin. Christine's boss, Mr. Jacks, advises her that she needs to demonstrate that she can make tough decisions when she needs to. That same day, Mrs. Sylvia Ganush, an elderly gypsy woman, asks for a third extension on her mortgage because she is struggling with economic problems due to an illness. To prove herself to Mr. Jacks, Christine, against her better judgment, decides to deny Ganush the extension. Mr. Jacks compliments Christine on how she handled the situation and implies that if she can close another big loan, the assistant manager position will be hers. I ask myself - how often are there office politics in the workplace? Fights over promotion, gossiping, sabotage, backstabbing, etc - the list of dirty laundry an office can be unlimited. I consider myself a mild-mannered person, but even I am not spared from office politics.
Today, I became a punching bag. Because of my ignorance, I failed to understand that people will only fend for themselves. Today, I realised - I must learn to play the game, or else I will be dragged to HELL.
Christine Brown, a mild-mannered loan officer in Los Angeles, hopes to be promoted to assistant manager over her conniving co-worker, Stu Rubin. Christine's boss, Mr. Jacks, advises her that she needs to demonstrate that she can make tough decisions when she needs to. That same day, Mrs. Sylvia Ganush, an elderly gypsy woman, asks for a third extension on her mortgage because she is struggling with economic problems due to an illness. To prove herself to Mr. Jacks, Christine, against her better judgment, decides to deny Ganush the extension. Mr. Jacks compliments Christine on how she handled the situation and implies that if she can close another big loan, the assistant manager position will be hers. I ask myself - how often are there office politics in the workplace? Fights over promotion, gossiping, sabotage, backstabbing, etc - the list of dirty laundry an office can be unlimited. I consider myself a mild-mannered person, but even I am not spared from office politics.
Today, I became a punching bag. Because of my ignorance, I failed to understand that people will only fend for themselves. Today, I realised - I must learn to play the game, or else I will be dragged to HELL.
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