T3, one of the newest, finest and technologically advanced airport in the world. The latest addition to our Changi Airport, the pride and icon of Singapore. Built at a cost of S$1.75 billion, it displays the grandeur of modern architectural success. A truly distinct icon on its own.
At that price I was expecting every bolt, nut and lever to be working seamlessly. I was expecting to be amazed and swept off my feet, shell-shocked by the greatness that is T3.
Oh yes I was shocked . . . Not by how magnificent T3 is, but how a 1.7 billion piece of mastery fell through on the most basic of designs. It had a leaking roof . . .
In the few times we have been to T3, there were buckets and buckets of damp cloth on the floor, soaking up the rain as they fall through the roof. There were as much as 10 buckets at one of our trips there.
How this is happening is beyond me. At 1.75 billion, they could at least built a roof that doesn't leak. Where did all that money go?
I hope they repair it soon. The sight of all these buckets are becoming a big joke, especially when we pride ourselves on having one of the best airports in the world. For me, I've already christened T3 as "The Rainport". . .
It's been months since my last update. It is hardly surprising considering the chaos at the office.
I used to have so much free time at work that I could spend an afternoon just writing blog posts. Now it seems I'm fighting for time to finish my chores so I can go fetch my girlfriend for a quiet dinner. How a few months can change things . . .
Since the last update, many things have happened, both in the office and at home.
Chinese New Year came and went in a breeze like every other year. The only difference is that we are going to less places each year as the granduncles and aunties pass on. It gave me a serene sense that life is too short to be wasting away.
At the office, people are starting to leave one by one. First my accountant was being swapped, against her will, with another department's accountant. With her impending transfer, YB - the Singapore Supervisor, tendered her resignation, whether in protest or otherwise, I would never know. Then there was Alice, my Assistant, who finally tendered after the turmoil of not receiving any bonus at all for 2007.
I'm sure there are more to come in the coming months. With our fearless leader J replaced, her loyal subjects are falling over their heels to get away. As for me, I'm just sitting and waiting for the mess to end before thinking about my future. I've only been here for 7 months and now is not the right time to leave, yet . . .
