so i'm leaving tomorrow, and missing the wrap party which is really very sad.

zhaowei has moved from room 149 to a real office - or at least a place that resembles an office more than the hotel room we used. i liked working in a hotel room. it was very rock and roll and we had odd things lying all about like a beetle hat. i guess we'll still have those odd things lying around but it won't be the same as working in a place with big couches you can lie on and it's just so very 2046.

plus the new office will be upstairs so we'll have to walk more

but then again i haven't even seen it, i shall see what my new workspace looks like when i'm back from the maldives.

i don't really know why, but i absolutely love working in a hotel. i don't think i'd like working in the hotel line, but i love having the office in a hotel room and walking up and down the corridors filled with rooms and piped music and walking past the japanese tourists having hi-tea every afternoon and watching the blonde head waitress fuss about everything and always look so stern and uptight and i feel like telling her to loosen up and having the pianist around and being constantly amused by the Indian shopkeepers (of the silk tie and suit shops just opposite each other) chatting about incongrous things every time i make my way past them to the executive office, and knowing the little 'secret' backdoors of the hotel and feeling like hotel staff yet not being one!

working in a hotel is just so so very interesting for people-watchers. there are so many people around and it's just ... people! i think the experience in zhaowei has been very surreal because i feel like i'm in this completely different world and it's just so.. topsy turvy. i'm an office-worker, pencil-pusher and yet i'm not.

i would love to work in little india or chinatown, one of those shophouse-offices in bukit pasoh and i want very much to go and see the graffiti in rochor road. yes.

+ posted by M @ 6:15 PM