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Monday, March 21, 2005
FFI-ed
ok, i'm one step nearer to my ORD after today.
but the things that happened today totally doesn't excite me.
first the dental FFI. had to drag myself out of bed this morning. after much delay, i decided to proceed to the medical centre. reached there around 9:57am (supposed to be there by 10am anyway), tried to figure where to go. decided the DENTAL REGISTRATION was the best place. the medic at the counter was still quite friendly. explained to me wut was needed to be done (filling up of forms), gave me a queue number (814). den as i waited for my turn, another medic came out from the dental rooms and yelled out (numbers 801retaiethaeihgaeh820! pls come in! LINE UP!)
huh?
*tink*
*saw a lot of ppl proceeded with hesitation*
*joined them*
ya... and we didn't line up according to our numbers. heck, i dun really give a damn. den, i notice ppl were going into the room at a very quick rate. *wa, how many dental officers are there inside? so fast one?* den i notice the ppl were coming out at an equally fast rate too. hmm~
finally it's my turn. i passed my form to a medic, sat down at the dentist chair. "### missing, ### blah blah blah... ok, can oredi!" huh?
*hesitate*
"u can go oredi!"
oh... took my form. left the room.
*huh?*
called youwei, who reconfirmed that i could leave oredi. ARGH! decided to go back to bunk and sleep. time: 10:35am. but of coz i had my lunch before i slept.
woke up at 2pm. dragged myself out of the bed again, with the thought that the medical ffi was going to be as equally bo liao. boy was i wrong. cos, it was worst! went there, looked around. saw no registration for medical ffi. there's only a sign that said "Reporting Sick Personnels, please proceed to fill up the form outside consultation room 1". riiight. nope, that's not where i tink i shd go.
decided to ask. went to the dental registration counter. asked the same medic that entertained me in the morning. "er, sorry, where do i go for my medical ffi?" he pointed to the person sitting beside him. *OH* look at the window that he was sitting at. no label. no shit. i rolled my eyes and stood at the counter. apparently, the stupid medic decided to ignore me and continued trying to find things to do. trying to find cos i noticed he needn't bother with those things. *find pencil* *found* *find person* *found* *find telephone cable* *found* finally he decided to look out of the window and saw me staring at him with disgust, so he decided to ask me "medical ffi ah?" "yes." he took my form, proceeded to separate the pages and den "go to treatment room." "huh? now ah?" "yar la. den?" OOOH~ how i wish i could break his bones and make sure he doesn't stay in the medical centre as a medic but as a patient!
den i went towards the direction the stupid medic pointed me. *walk walk walk* i saw a printed sign labelled Treatment Room with an arrow pointing in the direction i was walking. ok, i continued walking. den *walk walk walk*, no more lights were switched on, and i reached the end of the corridor. *ok, something's wrong*... i walked back, stared at the sign, and continued my journey down the corridor. den i noticed a guy was looking out of the "Emergency Room" when i walked past it. i walked backwards, and stared at him with a confused look. "er... is this the Treatment Room?" he beamed and answered "yup!" oh right, such enthusiasm.
ok, i was a bit evil tinking he was answering with a sarcastic tone, but in fact he was darn darn friendly, altho he's such a cpl. CPL Leung i tink, if i remembered correctly. den he was smiling all the time when he asked me questions.
CPL Leung: come, take that chair, pull it nearer and take a seat. *beam at me*
Me: *pull the chair and sat down*
CPL Leung: ok, so *look at my form*, you're ORD-ing ah?
Me: yes.
CPL Leung: haha, ORD wor! *laugh*
Me: *laugh too*
CPL Leung: ok, can u remember your height and weight?
Me: (tink: wa, they're not going take measurements meh?)
CPL Leung: just a rough one la. SAF not going to charge u for indicating 3 cm of difference for your height or something. *laugh*
Me: haha, ok ok....
and the conversation continued, with CPL leung beaming at me with a ultra-high voltage smile everytime he finished a sentence. such service! woah~
anyway, after that he told me to go back to the registration counter. *dread* riight. i went back, and the stupid medic took my form.
"er... trenaio..."
*huh?* "sorry?"
"trenaio..."
*blink* *question marks appearing on my face*
"your qiu naber... trenaio..."
"oh. er. three nine zero is my queue number ah?"
he ignored me and walked away. *great*
so i sat down and stared at the tv which was just started showing "Beastmaster". the opening credits was rolling and a halfnaked guy kept running abt fighting ppl together with tigers and eagles. *great* such wonderful entertainment. and i waited. waited. waited.
*pee pee* 039. huh? cud the MO typed the number wrongly?
den *pee pee* the number changed to 930.
*pee pee* again, the number was now 039 again.
den nobody proceeded.
*pee pee* 039
*pee pee* 739
oh right. so the MO kept mistyping the numbers. den i really wanted to proceed and ask if it was my number 390 he was trying to press, but thought otherwise.
so i waited.
*pee pee* 739
*pee pee* 739
*pee pee* *pee pee* *pee pee*
finally a guy sleeping beside me woke up and ran to the door.
*DARN*
so i waited and waited, watching "Beastmaster" on TV. and den the one-hour show ended and Channel 5 started showing "Wow Wow World" with Jack Neo and May Phua hosting. OH MY GOODNESS! Their english cannot make it la~ gosh, i was getting quite desperate. and finally when 390 came out on the number screen, wow, i was damn thankful.
walked in.
any probs? "er ya, i was going for medical appts for my knee prob"
oh issit? wut prob is it? "my thigh muscles were too weak, so my body weight was resting entirely on my knees, causing the joint tissue to slowly wear out, and thus giving me some pains"
oh. ok. guess you continue with ur MAs. "oh. ok."
but SAF is not going to subsidised you cause it's not a injury due to service. is that ok. "oh. ok lor."
any other probs? "no."
he asked a couple more questions. and that's it. i left the room within 2 minutes.
GREAT~
and i walked back to bunk. time: 4:15pm. *urgh* wasted my one whole day. *terrible*
*totally ready to ORD*,
johnzzon
but the things that happened today totally doesn't excite me.
first the dental FFI. had to drag myself out of bed this morning. after much delay, i decided to proceed to the medical centre. reached there around 9:57am (supposed to be there by 10am anyway), tried to figure where to go. decided the DENTAL REGISTRATION was the best place. the medic at the counter was still quite friendly. explained to me wut was needed to be done (filling up of forms), gave me a queue number (814). den as i waited for my turn, another medic came out from the dental rooms and yelled out (numbers 801retaiethaeihgaeh820! pls come in! LINE UP!)
huh?
*tink*
*saw a lot of ppl proceeded with hesitation*
*joined them*
ya... and we didn't line up according to our numbers. heck, i dun really give a damn. den, i notice ppl were going into the room at a very quick rate. *wa, how many dental officers are there inside? so fast one?* den i notice the ppl were coming out at an equally fast rate too. hmm~
finally it's my turn. i passed my form to a medic, sat down at the dentist chair. "### missing, ### blah blah blah... ok, can oredi!" huh?
*hesitate*
"u can go oredi!"
oh... took my form. left the room.
*huh?*
called youwei, who reconfirmed that i could leave oredi. ARGH! decided to go back to bunk and sleep. time: 10:35am. but of coz i had my lunch before i slept.
woke up at 2pm. dragged myself out of the bed again, with the thought that the medical ffi was going to be as equally bo liao. boy was i wrong. cos, it was worst! went there, looked around. saw no registration for medical ffi. there's only a sign that said "Reporting Sick Personnels, please proceed to fill up the form outside consultation room 1". riiight. nope, that's not where i tink i shd go.
decided to ask. went to the dental registration counter. asked the same medic that entertained me in the morning. "er, sorry, where do i go for my medical ffi?" he pointed to the person sitting beside him. *OH* look at the window that he was sitting at. no label. no shit. i rolled my eyes and stood at the counter. apparently, the stupid medic decided to ignore me and continued trying to find things to do. trying to find cos i noticed he needn't bother with those things. *find pencil* *found* *find person* *found* *find telephone cable* *found* finally he decided to look out of the window and saw me staring at him with disgust, so he decided to ask me "medical ffi ah?" "yes." he took my form, proceeded to separate the pages and den "go to treatment room." "huh? now ah?" "yar la. den?" OOOH~ how i wish i could break his bones and make sure he doesn't stay in the medical centre as a medic but as a patient!
den i went towards the direction the stupid medic pointed me. *walk walk walk* i saw a printed sign labelled Treatment Room with an arrow pointing in the direction i was walking. ok, i continued walking. den *walk walk walk*, no more lights were switched on, and i reached the end of the corridor. *ok, something's wrong*... i walked back, stared at the sign, and continued my journey down the corridor. den i noticed a guy was looking out of the "Emergency Room" when i walked past it. i walked backwards, and stared at him with a confused look. "er... is this the Treatment Room?" he beamed and answered "yup!" oh right, such enthusiasm.
ok, i was a bit evil tinking he was answering with a sarcastic tone, but in fact he was darn darn friendly, altho he's such a cpl. CPL Leung i tink, if i remembered correctly. den he was smiling all the time when he asked me questions.
CPL Leung: come, take that chair, pull it nearer and take a seat. *beam at me*
Me: *pull the chair and sat down*
CPL Leung: ok, so *look at my form*, you're ORD-ing ah?
Me: yes.
CPL Leung: haha, ORD wor! *laugh*
Me: *laugh too*
CPL Leung: ok, can u remember your height and weight?
Me: (tink: wa, they're not going take measurements meh?)
CPL Leung: just a rough one la. SAF not going to charge u for indicating 3 cm of difference for your height or something. *laugh*
Me: haha, ok ok....
and the conversation continued, with CPL leung beaming at me with a ultra-high voltage smile everytime he finished a sentence. such service! woah~
anyway, after that he told me to go back to the registration counter. *dread* riight. i went back, and the stupid medic took my form.
"er... trenaio..."
*huh?* "sorry?"
"trenaio..."
*blink* *question marks appearing on my face*
"your qiu naber... trenaio..."
"oh. er. three nine zero is my queue number ah?"
he ignored me and walked away. *great*
so i sat down and stared at the tv which was just started showing "Beastmaster". the opening credits was rolling and a halfnaked guy kept running abt fighting ppl together with tigers and eagles. *great* such wonderful entertainment. and i waited. waited. waited.
*pee pee* 039. huh? cud the MO typed the number wrongly?
den *pee pee* the number changed to 930.
*pee pee* again, the number was now 039 again.
den nobody proceeded.
*pee pee* 039
*pee pee* 739
oh right. so the MO kept mistyping the numbers. den i really wanted to proceed and ask if it was my number 390 he was trying to press, but thought otherwise.
so i waited.
*pee pee* 739
*pee pee* 739
*pee pee* *pee pee* *pee pee*
finally a guy sleeping beside me woke up and ran to the door.
*DARN*
so i waited and waited, watching "Beastmaster" on TV. and den the one-hour show ended and Channel 5 started showing "Wow Wow World" with Jack Neo and May Phua hosting. OH MY GOODNESS! Their english cannot make it la~ gosh, i was getting quite desperate. and finally when 390 came out on the number screen, wow, i was damn thankful.
walked in.
any probs? "er ya, i was going for medical appts for my knee prob"
oh issit? wut prob is it? "my thigh muscles were too weak, so my body weight was resting entirely on my knees, causing the joint tissue to slowly wear out, and thus giving me some pains"
oh. ok. guess you continue with ur MAs. "oh. ok."
but SAF is not going to subsidised you cause it's not a injury due to service. is that ok. "oh. ok lor."
any other probs? "no."
he asked a couple more questions. and that's it. i left the room within 2 minutes.
GREAT~
and i walked back to bunk. time: 4:15pm. *urgh* wasted my one whole day. *terrible*
*totally ready to ORD*,
johnzzon
