Sep 29, 2011

scraped. thin.

Hmm. ever since i can remember, finding fault with others has always been a habit of mine. don't get me wrong, i think my brother put it perfectly,:"joyce always has a standard in her mind of the way things should go." when i heard that, its like a bell went 'ding' in my head. it's true. although i've never given much thought to it, nevertheless, its true. i have a place for everything and how things should go. and since i have great confidence in my language skills i have the habit of taking note of others verbal faults. or written, for that matter. (that's why i always roll my eyes at certain bloggers who spell when things' prices are too high as 'expansive' rather than 'expensive'. seriously, people?)

since i read a lot and my essays always get good grades, of course i think my english is good lah. and a habit of mine is to read everything in sight. it's not an obsession or anything. just any road signs, shop signs, notes, posters... i take it all in. and i like to correct them mentally. its always a personal victory to discover yet another grammar mistake. hahah. so clever of me. i used to have the mentality that i'm meticulous in my spell checking and i always wanted to secretly impress the lecturers that my assignments are the bomb. i also used to sit in class, trying to listen to the lecturer but more often than not being distracted by his/her use of words. i would then imitate and complain and (i admit that i'm a brat with a huge ego) have a good laugh at my lecturers(not all, mind) with friends.

anyway, those are the things that go on in my mind and its not everyday i bare them here. so.. uhm. paiseh lah. my point is.

last semester i had a lecturer who spoke flawless english. i was secretly impressed because for the longest time i had been complaining about those lecturers with bad english whom in my tiny mind i equated to no standard. this lecturer was always late to class, cancelled classes when the fancy took him, doesn't care about the subject, did not care to hide his disdain... ...

basically, i miss my previous lecturers with bad english but had buckets of passion to make up for it. :'(

no one is perfect.

and neither am i. i guess you guys had been reading my posts about University Day. i hope you are not tired of hearing about it because this post is also about it. It took up a whole lot of my time, and its the only thing i can think about right now. sandra was the publicity for this huge event, and initially i was just there to help her with the poster and photoshop work. then more and more things followed so i got reuben to help me out. we did the banners, different posters, buntings, tshirts, mugs, caps... all these within very short notice. anyone watched 'The Smurfs' here?

in the movie this scary lady boss named Odille forced her sales manager to 'give me what i want, not what i need.' when asked what she wanted, she said, 'i don't know what i want. but give me!'
(the above is just based on my memory. it goes like that lah.)

it's this type of weird requests that are actually more common than you think. in our case, we had to start our designs without any specific requests. imagine you doing something without anything to go on. without any clear idea what's going to happen, and what you have to put on the poster. then after thinking long and hard, you spend one whole night doing it. and you finally go to bed at 5am. 2 days later, you're told that your design is not liked and please change. yet you still do not know what do you have to do. so you do your best again. after another sleepless night slaving over that thing, and halfway through it till 7am, you're told to change this change that. so when you go to bed, your crew mate wakes up and continues to complete the task after his class and we take turns that way. and after a third sleepless night, till 5am, they tell you that yours does not 'fit in' with the overall concept. what is the freaking overall concept if no one has any idea what is it? do not forget that i'm a student and i do have classes to attend, assignments to pass up, tests to prepare and numerous other meetings and responsibilities. and do that freaking thing at night.

and no sleep.

so at the end, the deadline(strictly speaking, we were given 4 days to complete everything) was kinda postponed and we managed to scrape everything together. at that stage, you should have seen our faces. glassy eyes, gallons of coffee, terrible eyebags, messed up biological clock. but we were high. happy to have done everything. completed. mission accomplished. yesh babeh.

at that moment, all i thought was:'i can't wait to see them all out and up.'


and a weekend later, i saw the buntings up. big and fat. nice. pretty. i'm proud of them. wide grins all around. admire them from afar.




and the next day, this appeared in our faculty's facebook group:


FOR THE FREAKING FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE I HAD TO DEAL WITH THIS. THIS SPELLING MISTAKE THING. ME. THE ONE WHO TREATS SPOT-THE-MISTAKE AS AN INDOOR SPORT. @#$%. HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED THAT .. THING???

alright. that thing wasn't designed by me. make no mistake. but its my team. and maybe someone edited it. and maybe its my fault that i didn't pay attention to their designing cause i thought they'd be perfectionist enough to spell check and i was beyond caring at 5:30 in the morning. that was how tired we all were. but since i was in the publicity team, I'M PART OF THIS. when my junior did that, there're only two words in my head: oh shit.

ok. i have nothing to say, i had to agree that its an embarrassing mistake that i wouldn't be caught dead in but had been caught dead in. guilty as charged. and thank God someone with a heart commented on that picture, saying that its human to make mistakes and forgive them.

you know what she said?

"nonono. an event of this degree? i don't think so."









wa so yeng leh.






AAAAARRRGH.



i hate it when i'm in dilemmas like that. things that i would normally do but now i'm on the receiving end, it felt terrible. getting a taste of your own medicine is the time everyone shuts up for good.

alright. i admit that we're very careless to commit such a simple spelling mistake. and this is a huge event so the publicity team shouldn't be so stupid. and being tired is no excuse for sloppy work. i know. but, 'to err, is only human.'

the point of this post, is just to let you know my side of the story. ever read those posts where the Hrvarad Stduies Sohw taht no mtaetr how you cnhange the spelling of words, as long as the first and the last letters are correct, your mind will fill in the blanks for you and you will still be able to comprehend the meaning?

i think that's what took place when extreme fatigue took over and we thought that we had typed the correct word in. this is not the time to blame anyone since most of the designs were changed by the printing people in one way or another. i just felt that it is extremely unfair for the publicity team to become the laughing stock because of one extremely unnoticeable spelling mistake. the powers of facebook amplified that mistake, and you succeeded, i'm embarrassed. i just want to apologize to everyone whom i laughed at in the past. i did not know what you went through yet i cockily thought that i wouldn't commit the same mistake so i thought i had the license to have fun at your expense. i thought i was superior. it is always easier for those who did not do anything to comment. at camps, it is best to be a normal camper since you can say and do whatever you want, while the committees slaved over the whole thing yet till the end they don't really have the time to have fun the way campers do. and then the campers have the gall to say that the camp sucked. have you dripped sweat and tears and blood over the thing? if you hadn't, 3 words: WATCH YOUR WORDS. and back to that unnoticeable spelling mistake. even when we were doing damage control, a lot of people passed by and wondered what we were trying to do with maneuvering the giant ladders. even after we told them that there's a spelling mistake, they still can't find it.

bystanders have the most fun commenting, eh?

words really do have the power of hurting others, and i admit i'm hurt. i'm sad that efforts go unappreciated, hard work went unnoticed, sweat and tears denied. and a single mistake, MAXIMIZE IT! TELL THE WORLD! HOW STUPID THEY ARE! heheh. fun right? RIGHT???

i am unhappy. so there!



wow. so kind.




let this be a lesson to myself:

"stop caci-ing others. the best jokes are always at your own expense."









it's extremely late now and i'm dead tired from yet another round of putting up posters and damage control which went on non-stop since 3pm till 2am. i freaking hate this event now. it is one thing to have a dream. it is another thing to make that dream come true. it's a third thing to sacrifice lives to make your dream come true. this is one too huge event that there aren't enough manpower to handle every fancy of yours. everyone is stretched to the limit. i hope you appreciate the fact that we are doing our best. and show your appreciation.

i've had a teensy glimpse of event management through this, and i really did enjoy the process. it did feel great to do things as a team. guess i need to learn a bit more of the ability to laugh things off. all the best, people. all the best.


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