homemade blues

I just lost what I wrote earlier. I was somehow disconnected during my rant. I'm now a deflated balloon...

Recap...

Last night G and I + Mokz and Nora stayed up until midnight poring through, editing, correcting and correlating the facts and figures of Project1's business plan. I know that we're helping Adik Bongsu la, but for heaven's sake, if this company is riding on this guy wanting to do everything himself, then I think we're doomed from the start.


I mean, come on la. I know that he's been living golf all his life, but if he wants to make this business happen, then he's got to start taking responsibility for what he wants to do. If he can't do it, then delegate! Jeez, this is the problem with Malays (in general), we want easy money, and we are easily distracted by the bigger picture. No one wants to look into the details - we have to put the small puzzle pieces together first! When there are people willing to help, suddenly you get paranoid - what's the catch? - and you become afraid of losing control, and you decide to work on your own and do things hush-hush... OMG!!! Then it's really a waste of time and energy. I have better things to do man...

I was already quite upset when G and I discussed this after Mokz and Nora left. But I held my tongue, because G was already agitated, and if I pressed further, we'd surely end up in a fight. So what else to do? Rant in my blog lor...

Seems the Chinese horoscope for the Oxen in this year of the Ox is quite true. My already short fuse is shorter...