Friday, July 01, 2022

Service ambassadors at MRT stations

 I met an elderly woman who wore a badge of "Service Ambassador" at the MRT station. She worked part time, 3 hours a day.

I told her that I was probably the person responsible for many people like her, getting this job.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Suits quite a few I reckon





A farmer named Bob was overseeing his animals in a remote pasture in the Australian outback when suddenly a brand-new 2022 BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust. The driver, a young man in a Brioni®suit, Gucci® shoes, RayBan® sunglasses and YSL® tie, leaned out the window and asked the farmer



"If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, will you give me a calf?"



Bob looks at the man, who obviously is a yuppie, then looks at the peacefully grazing animals and calmly answers, "Sure, why not?"



The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell® notebook computer, connects it to his Apple i phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop® and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany.



Within seconds, he receives an email on his Apple ipad® that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL® database through an ODBC connected Excel® spreadsheet with email on his Galaxy S21® and, after a few minutes, receives a response.



Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized H printer, turns to the farmer and says, "You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves."



"That's the number of animals I have. Well, I guess you can take one of my ‘calves’," says Bob. He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car,



Then Bob says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my ‘calf’ ?" The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?



"You're a Member of Parliament for Anthony Albanese’s Labor Party", says Bob.



"Wow! That's correct" says the Yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"



"No guessing required." answered the farmer. "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of dollar's worth of equipment trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and you don't know sh*t about how working people make a living - or about cows, for that matter"



"This is a herd of sheep, now give me back my dog."







AND THAT FOLKS IS WHAT THE PROBLEM IS !



Have a Great Week!

Anonymous said...

If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a greenhouse made from?

Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass.

If you said 'green bricks', why are you still reading this ??? PLEASE, go lie down !

Anonymous said...


Political correctness?

A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is politics?" The dad says, "Well son, let me try

to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me capitalism. Your

mother, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the government. We're here to

take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. The nanny, we'll consider her the

working class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the future. Now, think about that and see

if that makes sense." The little boy goes off to bed thinking about what dad had said. Later

that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the

baby has soiled his diaper. The little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound

asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks

in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed. The

next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of

politics now." The father says, "Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is

all about." The little boy replies, "Well, while capitalism is screwing the working class,

the government is sound asleep, the people are being ignored and the future is in deep shit."

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