I went to Beijing for work last Thursday, but somehow I felt that I was working for UPS than for my company, at least initially.
For starters, my company requested me to bring over some mooncakes and brochures for our counterpart in Beijing. That's fine.
The worst mistake was informing my ex-colleague, Mic, I was going over. She immediately pounced on the opportunity to have me bring some things over. Ok, that's fine with me. She misses home, I can help bring one or two packets of local stuff over.
Only thing was, the one or two packets turned out to be one luggage bag full when her mother brought it over. It's only 8kg, her mother told me. Can't really refused when I'm already deep in the mud right? The 8kg turned out to be 9.2kg when I weighed in at the airport.
My own luggage? 7kg.
It's probably the only time in my life of travelling that I'm bringing to my destination more than double of what I'm bringing back on a travel.
Hazy first morning. Next few days were crystal clear skies.
I was there to assist with their recruitment efforts. First day was pretty relaxed, getting to know the environment. When the mass recruitment during the weekend came, I wished there were 2 of me to hasten things up.
The recruitment was supposed to start at 10am. However, at 8.30am, there were already a handful of people on site filling up the application forms. Talk about being kiasu.
The hotel where I stayed had quite a nice environment, if I had gotten one of those low rised rooms. Instead, I was put into a 8 floor room with no balcony.
Location of my hotel is near to Silk Street shopping area. Being in such close proximity is really a test of my discipline and depth of my wallet. This time, I won. Not so much because I had an unwavering discipline, but more of my wallet wasn't really deep this time because I didn't bring much cash (since it's a work trip).
I fear for my next trip which probably going to last a month. That place has great potential to make a convert out of this non-shopaholic.
posted by Cylee at
12:28 pm I