Previously I had an extraordinary job with the civil service. I had learned about giving solutions and developing my listening skills when all my life, it was usually about me, myself and I. However, the morbid thing i've learnt were the various ways of dying.
Ways of dying. Literally.
Jumping off a building. Drowning. Death from home accidents. Road Traffic Accidents. Decomposed bodies. I never knew death smells of Salted Fish. U never knew, right?!?
Glad to have moved on to greener pastures: meeting foreign dignataries that had previously seemed out of reach - they are actually very down-to-earth people.
My new career with the Real Estate brought me to 'greater heights' recently. Fun it always it, and refreshing to meet new faces all the time and being able to make friends and interact with people from all over the world. Particularly the Rich & Famous. Or the start-from-scratch who became successful.
Recently, my tolerance level reached a new high. I learnt how to change a bulb. I repaired a stove. Had to remove the oven just to change a battery for the stove. I learnt about hardware shops selling door knobs. I drove all the way to AMK to buy door knobs to replace the broken door handles of the wardrobe. In the past, i would have frowned at all those requests but now I am simply amused.
Valerie is now officially a handy-man!
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