Colonisation at its best

I attended my hubby’s company annual dinner at Marriot Putrajaya for the first in history last night. As a former PR practitioner, I had a shock of my life to attend an event lacking in protocol in such a big way. First, I was shocked with the MC’s very powderfull England - she kept saying “please crap your hand...It’s my pressure...” throughout the whole event with the GM, VP and regional mat salleh bosses in attendance. Never had I felt so embarrassed to be a Malaysian – trust me on this one, you would be too if you were there last night.

I’m not saying that I speak perfect English (I’m far from even being a good English speaker, much less fluent) but to qualify as an MC for an event, one need to speak at least decent English and able to pronounce the words properly. If you didn’t know the language well, get someone to write a script for you...haiyoo like that one lah ah moy. Half of the time, I didn’t understand what she was saying – and mind you this lady is a Technical Manager of a multinational company!

Next I was shocked at their seating arrangement. I’m not trying to boast my hubby’s position in the company, but by rank he is quite high in the corporate hierarchy. He is not just a regional fella, but he is responsible for global business strategy, for crying out loud! But you know what, because he is an ASIAN he was not seated at the main table. Instead, those mat salleh who are lower ranking than him in the organisation was seated at the main table. Tak puas hati, tak puas hati...acik gerammmmm nih! I always say to my husband that he is being bullied by his mat salleh bosses all these years. A big promotion (which translates to double the workload) with no increment...it doesn’t make sense at all isn’t it? I say this is colonisation at its best.

There were plenty more protocol breach that I witnessed last night which would give any PR practitioners a heart attack. My mind was working overtime last night pointing out what and how they should do differently to myself. Perhaps it's about time for me to go back to work for real huh? Red Mini Cooper...red Mini Cooper...must write a resume...must write a resume...

Speaking of resume, another week has passed yet I still haven’t updated a single word in my resume. Could someone please spank me hard pleaseeee!!!