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Friday, July 11, 2008

Job Experience

realised I never wrote anything about my job experiences before ey.
Not like I have worked a lot, =P, I have only had one paid job in my whole entire life. That's in the year 2006 (from mid march to end of april I think).

I was working as a banking assistant in UOB (United Overseas Bank) from 9am to 6pm monday to friday. It was just a temporary job to earn extra money $_$ and pass my time. (felt bad to just bum around at home, like doing nothing liddat and feeding off my parents).
Sounds cool eyy... banking assistant? It's not that cool at first, I was doing those odd jobs in this big office building at Toa Payoh HUB, like photocopying and arranging documents.

Also did a bit of saleswork with Singtel UOB credit cards, have to call up those Singtel customers who applied for Singtel UOB credit cards. These customers have been screened out because their annual salary didn't comply with credit card terms so I need to call them and ask them if they wanna put deposit of cannot remember how much or they wanna cancel their application or blah blah. (man, singaporean customers are so hard to handle, so much complaints one =.=" when they didn't sincerely apply for the credit card but they just want free "was it" ipod or some blackberry phone that will come with that credit card).

Anyway, the worst was that, some customers are very "hiao" and persistent, some of them tried to poach me over to whatever their companies are to be their sales representative, and some customers kept asking me for my contact number and if I can come out for coffee... yada yada
For a moment I didn't know what to say, I can't be rude right cos I am working under UOB. All I can do is tell them "sorry I am working, and it's not proper for me to give you my contact details" =)

Some customers super smart in talking they went something like "wah UOB sales representative so unfriendly, ask out for coffee also cannot" ... it's like WTH so much wanted to scold them "you moron ah, excuse me sir, I am working lor, stop wasting my time talking crap here, or else I sue u for harrassment =.=" (BUT NO, I can't do that... still have to be sooo polite to them and gently reject them). Anyway enough of weird customers. Calling them up everyday made me lose my voice. I actually did lost my voice like every 2 weeks there. It was pretty sad and frustrating.

Then this other lady there, kept asking me to help her input this Tigerairways UOB customers onto this spreadsheet. There's this monthly addition of new customers who join and they need to keep track and input them into a spreadsheet? I think? I dunno it doesn't really make sense of putting them on spreadsheets. Anyway, her spreadsheet was lagging behind like 6 months. And there's like millions of customers on the list... u give me 1 year to type in everything I also cannot catch up with that 6 months of laggy work. Strain my eyes at the computer everyday some more, for a moment my spectacles degrees went up again =.=.

There's also this other girl there, I think she deals with debit cards and odd jobs and for some reason, she's a bit weird and seems like she gets jealous easily. I will forever remember this sentence that she said " I dun like girls who are pretty and look cute, cos they are always spoilt". Wow, looks like she's very judgemental? Then she likes to make "weird" comments about me. I remembered she said "OH, you are a GREENHORN at the moment, so I will teach u a bit more ya?" Mm well ya she worked there for a few years now, know more about the company but she doesn't have to say until liddat right? It feels like she wants to feel more superior than me? But too bad I dun feel that way =S She's also shorter than me even when she wears heels, so ermm hahahaha...(ok stop being mean kay) =S

Worst thing was the courier guy. He liked to scold me for I dunno what reason. He found pleasure in doing so and he loved to hang up on me when I need to urgently call him to deliver stuff. I think he just didn't like me and tried to make things difficult for me. U know not being in Singapore for some time made u lose that "culture" u grew up in, and in Australia, whatever color pens u use to write random notes doesn't really matter? So I kinda forgot all about that, and used a red pen to write a note. It was just a piece of paper saying "please deliver this to blah blah, thank you very much!" then I handed the parcel and the piece of note to the courier guy. AND OMG!!! he scolded me like MAD, he was rambling on about how rude I am to use a red pen to write a note and how rude a person I am to pass him that note written in red pen and just lohsohing about just the Red Pen. I bet he ignored that "thank you very much" words that I wrote. He was like late 40s? 50s? and I was 19 at that time... I am just a teenage kid lar, dunnit to be so mean =.=". I was just being polite and nice so I didn't negotiate further with him and let him say whatever he wants. TUPID OLD MAN, I will remember your face forever and give your life hell if u ever work under me... herrmmppp.

Anyway, here comes the fun part. Finally!!!
There's this very nice marketing manager there called Stephanie Wong. She's very cute and blur, very loud and nice. You can hear her from 20m away. When she asked me to help her write in her appointments on her diary I was so scared to do so, cos I know I am very blur too and going to make a big mess out of her diary. LOL! Anyway, I didn't le. I went on with her flow and followed her around when she was trying to partner some "enterprise?" with UOB credit cards. It was the funnest of this job experience because u get to travel, not just sit in the office all day. I got to learn a lot about marketing, about partnership and about talking smart and what she did was fantastic. She even designed some of the GSS posters. I think she does very well in her job and helped UOB in quite few good deals. She even inspired me to take up Marketing and for a moment I really want to, but I need to finish up my Physiotherapy Degree first.

Anyway, it was a good job experience in UOB. Got to do a bit of marketing, a bit of sales, a bit of random odd jobs and got scolded for the weirdest reasons ever by those people sitting in really low positions (My mom said that everywhere is liddat, cos those pple sitting really low feel powerless and they prefer to bully newcomers so they feel "higher"). But those managers and the boss there are super nice. They are very friendly and very helpful, very easy to talk with. I really enjoyed my working experience in UOB. UOB is also a very good bank and the working environment by far I heard is the best among other companies. =P

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