At The End of The Day

Am not going to claim that I am a successful person, despite statements from other people saying that I am. Ha.

What I am is an enthusiastic observer. I love watching people and this is what comes out of it.

#1. Successful people have a sense of humour.
Yeah, yeah. Hard working people are always the ones on the way to the top, I know that. But without a sense of humour, you’re not getting there. Believe you me.

I have met a lot of people, successful and not, and a sense of humour is something ALL the top people share.

#2. Successful people don’t whine.
Usually, they swear and then laugh. (See?) And then they look around to see how they could fix the problem. They don’t look around to find something or someone else to blame. No, sir.

For tip top people, blame is not something they need to take care of. It’s the problem that needs attention.

#3. Successful people see everything as an opportunity.
"Well, I’m here to work, not to do anything else." "I am here only to study English." Those are things I have heard along they way, and where are those people who said them? Nowhere in the radar.

The cream of the crop people do not usually mind having extra things to do because they see it as an opportunity to learn. They have they mind set on bigger goals thus they welcome anything, any chance at all to better themselves.

#4. Successful people do not care what other people think.
Not that they are rude. It’s more about having too much faith in themselves to bother about what other people might think.

"I’m going to be a graphic designer. My grandfather asks me everyday what I am going to eat. I told him, I’ll be eating rice, of course." An exact quote from a friend of mine who is now a successful businesswoman at the age of 27.

#5. Successful people are not the most organised people in the world.
This is a bit hard to explain. Some may appear okay but most of them have, at best, piles of work decorating the desk.

Have you ever noticed that the best place to eat is usually a bit crazed, not that easy on the eyes? It’s the same thing.

#6. Successful people do not compare themselves to other people.
That’s what really set them apart. They have their own standard.

If you are going to measure your success to other people’s, you’re only limiting yourselves.

#7. Successful people give compliments.
They may not overly generous with compliments but nor are they stingy with them.

Compliments go along way in the making of a great working athmosphere and successful people know that they need exactly that.

#8. Successful people do not advertise themselves.
Oh sure, they take credits of what they actually do. They take compliments well.

But you will never see a successful person boasts about what he’s done or what he’s got, nor will you ever see him throw his weight around. In fact, you’ll realise that the most successful people are nice people.

The seemingly up-and-coming success that is loud about himself and shows off his power every five minutes? He won’t last longer than that.

For a successful person, the knowledge that he’s done well is enough.

#9. Successful people have faith.
Here in Indonesia, most of the Number 1 people I’ve met have faith in God. They may not be the most religious people but they have this underlying belief that there is a power bigger than anything they can fathom.

Living with that in your head push you to do even better everyday. It’s as simple as that.

#10. Successful people gossip.
Well, may be not in the sense you and I are familiar with, but they at least pay attention to local news… as local as the next cubicle’s.

They listen and they gather information. Knowledge is power, a cliche but true.

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I’ve found out that I am (annoyingly to other people, perhaps) ecstatic these days.

I actually walk with a spring in my steps, how about that?

Of course not after hours when my lovely boots are actively killing my feet but even then I still have a smile plastered on my face.

Don’t ask me why because I don’t now the answer to that myself.

Probably a lot of reasons rolled into one and there are too many for me to remember.

But here’s one of the latests to add into the equation:

It was yesterday, Friday and a day after my birthday. I had to rush downstairs for a female emergency, a little annoyed because I was held back a couple of times. Add to that the fact that I hadn’t seen my Cutie Pie the whole morning. I was thinking, ‘Wouldn’t it be perfect if this turned out to be his day off,’ grumbling and walking in the way that would’ve sent a herd of elephants rampaging away when I made my way out to the bank of elevators and there he was.

He was looking as cute as ever, in a black shirt no less. I didn’t think he could pull off a black shirt but apparently, I was wrong.

Still in my state of unexplainable bliss, I blurted out, "Ah, you’re going down too?" Which was a stupid question since we were on 45th and there was only one more level above us and it was a restaurant, for God’s sake. Not to mention we had never actually spoken to each other before.

He smiled (which was already enough for me!), saying, "I need to go to the Financial Department."

We chatted all the way to the 32nd floor where he was heading. I had already had the suspicion that his English was by far more superior than anybody else in Head Office but his knowledge in language teaching was surprising.

We parted with a promise I am NOT going to write here ^_^ but I think you guys would understand why afterwards I was practically bouncing all the way to the convenience store.

I warned you people from the first line. No insurance claims, OK.?

Here’s the brief for the new things that popped into my life ever since that historical date of November 15th, 2007…

Gw jadi benar-benar mengalami yang selama ini berseliweran di telinga gw dan gw dengerin hanya dengan setengah hati… Jakarta yang jelek ini macetnya MINTA AMPUN!

Setelah dua minggu lebih beredar Sudirman-Ciledug, gw akhirnya sukses tewas di kos-kosan, masuk angin! (Hehehe, katro abis yah..)

Ya abis gimana lagi. Total gw di jalan tiap harinya empat jam. Gw pikir pindah kerja gini gw bisa punya lebih banyak jam bebas afterhours… Sh*t. Joke’s on me. Kadang gw bisa ngedumel sendirian di dalam bus, Sial, jam berapa nih gw sampe rumah…

Secara minggu-minggu pertama gw di tempat yg baru ini juga masi agak nyantai gitu. Gak lucu banget, gw stres dan capeknya justru pas pulang balik doang.

Anyway, I’ve got too many new things to talk about so we’ll save that rant for later.

Gw akhirnya bisa tidur dengan bener lagi! HORE!

Sekarang gw dah alim, tidur mulai jam 11, jam 12. Keren kan. (Tetap aja, jam 10an dah ribut cari kopi gara-gara ngantuk gila-gilaan, hehehe. Apalagi  jam 4an… uh, kalo ruangan gw gak sedingin Kutub gitu mungkin gw dah sukses ngorok di dalem.)

Dan nyari kopi gak segampang di ilep Ciledug-ku tercinta. Pertama, gw masi belom juga ngebawa mug buat gw sendiri (masi nyolong punya Jane) en Jane gak nyetok kopi. Yang biasa gw colong dr dia ya Teh Gopek.. (Sumpah ini teh enak banget!)

Trus dispenser Aqua yang ada pas di luar pintu ruangan kita air panasnya gak jalan. Sama Jane gw diajarin jalan ke bagian Operation untuk pake dispenser di situ.

(Tapi berhubung gw centil, belakangan gw lebih memilih muterin cubicle General Affairs en nyolong air panas mereka. Sekali jalan kalo mw motokopi en ada lah ‘pemandangan indah,’ hehehe.)

Next…

Gw sekarang dipanggil Ibu ‘mulu! Outrageous!

Hahaha. Gw tau sih, itu udah praktek standar, sama org2 kartu kredit juga gw selalu dipanggil Ibu. Cuman tetap aneh aja, kalo yang manggil org yg (jauh) lebih tua. Memang panggilan Miss tetap lebih ueeenak..

Terus, gw jadi kecanduan makan di Solaria. Dulunya gw ke situ paling ngikutin temen2 kampus yg lagi pengen makan murah meriah di CL. Berhubung gw pesennya  selalu yg aneh, gw gak terlalu ngefan ama tu tempat.

Eh, gara2 diajak Jane makan siang di situ, gw jadi suka (berhubung skrg dah pinter milih menu) en skrg malah jd addicted ama Nasi Ayam Nanking dia. Dan berhubung tu ayam dimasaknya sama dgn gaya masakan nenek gw - yg sudah membesarkan gw sampe ukuran yg skrg ini - nafsu makan gw jadi membabi-hutan. (Bukan membabi buta lagi, itu mah kelas bulu.. Membabi-HUTAN!)

Gila. Itung2 pengeluaran transpor plus biaya makan yg makin membludak, naik gaji gak berasa lagi dah. Hahaha.

Maka dari itu, gw lagi sibuk2 cari kos baru nih. Benernya dah ketemu sih, berhubung gw dah pusing nyari2 yang lain gak ketemu. Akhirnya gw ngomong k temen gw, Gw kos tempat lu aja dah.

Tempat dia emang ideal sih. Gw bisa jalan kaki ke salah satu pos gw - yang bakal gw satronin dua kali seminggu (Senin-Rabu). Dari situ ke pos yg atu lagi (Selasa Kemis) cukup naik 1 angkot sekitar 15 menitan.

Yang sempat bikin gw ragu cuma ukuran kamarnya. Secara gw dah selama ini beruntung mulu dapet kamar gede2… Tapi pernah juga sih, dapet ‘kotak sabun.’ Ya sudahlah, nanti juga betah. Hehehe.

Nah, Jumat gw balik lagi ke Head Office. Ini yg bakal nyebelin. Dah hari Jumat tapi gw mesti bangun lebih pagi karena ganti angkotnya 2 kali. Dan nantinya gw juga bakal pulang lebih sore - karena jam kelas Jumat dibuat lebih sore.

Yah, gak papa lah. Demi bertemu ‘pemandangan indah.’ ^_^

See you Friday, Cutie Pie!