didn't your mother teach you that reading over someone else's shoulder is rude?

ahem. i probably shouldn't be admitting this but i like that mariah carey song "we belong together". come on. i know many of you like it too.

its been a rough week, and i couldn't be more relieved that the weekend is here. with difficult sub-editors and the publication date looming dangerously close, the pressure has just been intense. but i'm refusing to say anything at work, at least not when its only been a month and a half.

shit, thats real quick.

anyway, i went for another interview this week and i realised something: people seem to be either a) paranoid or b) just plain kaypoh, because they can't seem to resist looking over my shoulder to see what i'm writing on my notepad.

its quite unnerving, especially when its not just a one-on-one interview, but the GM, PR person and VP are all there, and are ALL trying to discreetly look over my shoulder while i'm scribbling.

*starts scribbling into notepad, but distracted by craning necks i can see in peripheral vision closing in from all around me. SNAPS head up unexpectedly and tries to stifle laughter as everybody is taken by surprise and tries to reel necks back into normal position as naturally as possible pretending like they honestly weren't trying to peep*

hur hur hur, its gems like these that make me love my job just that little bit more.

its like they're so afraid i'm going to write "CEO: overweight, balding goondi-head, been with company for 20 years"

relax lah i won't write that in my notepad.

i have mental notes for that.