fruitful fridays

i got a bank account today so i’m officially an adult

ID cards don’t mean anything in this world. credit cards do

the customer manager (or whatever bureaucratic name corporations like to give to “motivate” employees”). i like him.
he’s an honest person. i started a friendship between a customer and a worker with the question “did you treat your mom to dinner when you got your first pay cheque?” he said no regretfully. then, he started asking me questions. as he found out where i was in life, heading off to uni, he gave me pieces of advice.

most of them i knew but there was one that sticks out, pertaining to joining the workforce when i complained to him people never teach interns because they were too busy.

“教你是人情,不教你是道理”

he shows an honesty many people will not show when they first meet someone, especially in hong kong. here, people are timid, proper, rarely going beyond the norms of propriety. that honesty really helped get the conversation flowing.

he gave me advice in a bittersweet tone because he said i resembled him when he was young. with a tinge of regret from remembering what he did wrong, he told me to “treat my mother to dinner more often”, “join the BIg4 accounting firms if you want to.”

as i said, i like him. it’s his honesty but it’s also the “been there, done that” attitude he has towards me. i can tell he wants to advise me not to make the same mistakes, so he can be a great private banker for me in the future (provided that i have enough money for him to juggle around)
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if there’s one thing that people kept mentioning when critiquing my writing, it is my use of the passive voice, my overuse of it, my adoration with it.

it was important when i was preparing for SAT, for IB English. my english tutor said that people write in the passive voice if they are unsure, which is usually the case when i’m writing about literature. but now that it’s over, i couldn’t care any less about it.

to think about it now, i am UNSURE, not only about literature but about life. my mom says i’m a principled person (overly principled, especially when i argue with her). it’s hard for me to come up with a definite conclusion on anything. i’m not usually even sure why i have two diverging opinions on matters.

when i think, it’s not “i don’t like strawberries”, it is “i do not know whether strawberries are things i like”
there are people who write naturally with active voice (, like my English tutor). i go against that because i think you can never be too sure with life. so, i don’t think using passive voice matters at all.
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being an intern has its pluses and minuses, especially in your own mother’s firm.

minuses:
the lamest jobs are given to you because everybody else is too overqualified to input data into EXCEL.
being judged with a different standard than a normal intern. much more is expected form you
you are given a lot more attention so you can’t hide in your cubicle and play minesweeper.

pluses:
come across an inspiration about the differences between a school club and in a company when you’re doing monotonous jobs.
a school club, in my words, has a lifespan separated into durations of a year.
each year, you have new executives. each year, the slate is wiped clean and the club is given a new life.
after three months of summer, your faults are forgotten and you are rejuvenated with fresh blood, new ideas, renewed enthusiasm.
and it puts me in a sort of irresponsible position because i don’t mind offending my execs if the work gets done (because they’re gone in May)
i get to continually push people to the limit, year after year.

on the other hand, a company (if i remember correctly from business class ) has the advantage of benefitting from continuity.
errors are cumulative, relationships are cumulative, reputations are cumulative.
they go to work every week of the year so you can’t actually push someone to their limits.

my mom has spent her life trying to run a company while i have only run a club. maybe, i should put down some of those opinions, criticisms i have because she can’t exactly start over again.

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