Guess what I got in my e-mail.. It was an urgent message from Mybank. (No, it's not a typo, it's MYBANK, not Maybank). Apparently they have blocked my account and they need me to sign in by clicking the link they provided in the e-mail. It's quite funny considering I only have account with Maybank and I 've never have any account with Mybank.
Notice in the lower left hand corner, where the link is supposed to bring me ? It pointed toward a bogus (BOGUS, not BAGUS) address where I assumed look nothing like Mybank but look exactly like Maybank. It's where they steal your login ID and password and they gonna clear your accounts like a crystal clear crystal.
But then, I think maybe someday I'll read in local newspaper about their bank accounts magically send money to a foreign accounts.
It is the month of August, on the shores of the Black Sea . It is raining, and the little town looks totally deserted. It is tough times, everybody is in debt, and everybody lives on credit.
Suddenly, a rich tourist comes to town.
He enters the only hotel, lays a 100 Euro note on the reception counter, and goes to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one.
The hotel proprietor takes the 100 Euro note and runs to pay his debt to the butcher.
The Butcher takes the 100 Euro note, and runs to pay his debt to the pig grower.
The pig grower takes the 100 Euro note, and runs to pay his debt to the supplier of his feed and fuel.
The supplier of feed and fuel takes the 100 Euro note and runs to pay his debt to the town's prostitute that in these hard times, gave her "services" on credit.
The hooker runs to the hotel, and pays off her debt with the 100 Euro note to the hotel proprietor to pay for the rooms that she rented when she brought her clients there.
The hotel proprietor then lays the 100 Euro note back on the counter so that the rich tourist will not suspect anything.
At that moment, the rich tourist comes down after inspecting the rooms, and takes his 100 Euro note, after saying that he did not like any of the rooms, and leaves town.
No one earned anything. However, the whole town is now without debt, and looks to the future with a lot of optimism.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the United States Government is doing business.
But, my job is to teach the people who go to those concerts and control the lighting consoles how to program and run the light show. But at the moment, I myself is still learning the trick of trade, which means I got to play with the 5-digits price lighting consoles and another 5-digits moving heads. Oh, there were loads of speakers, microphone and amplifier in the showroom, so occasionally the technician switch ON the speakers and amplifier. WOW! Damn! I like it.
I actually enjoy going to work, which contradicts with what many people tell me. I don't know about them but I enjoy doing what I'm doing right now, which is playing around with expensive stage lighting. Oh, and occasional facebooking too (from office haha)! I might not be blogging as usual as I used to, but I'll try to blog something interesting.
