Today is just like any other day but to me, it felt as if it really like just any other day, except that it feels uncomfortably weird.
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And lugging it all across DU is so embarassing.
Anyway, today is the day that I relocate the system for the customer. However, in retrospect, I felt that we could have done this during the weekend as this would really help expedite the moving. But I am sure, they have reasons for the schedule. Still, going to their office is a new experience. This is the second time I have used a car lift in KL. The first time was in Jalan Raja Laut and it was a blast. Still, for this one, I was feeling a bit claustrophobic as soon as I realised that the lift doors were quite narrow.
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to lock the door once I have finished. So, I am on my
own on this. And boy dismantling the system is the
easy part. Its the part where I have to carry them
to the car that is difficult as their office is in the 23rd
floor while the car is in Basement 5. And so, I had to
borrow one of their chairs to turn it into a makeshift
trolley. Ha ha ha ha!
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the heavy batteries as well. If not for the chair, I'd
be going up and down the building at least eight
times, which is twice had I not used the chair.
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5 metres away from the lift doors. At first I forgot
how it worked until I saw another occupant using it.
And then when I walked over, that's where I saw the
buttons. OK, panic's over. I mean, anyone would go
nuts if they're in a basement without any exit ramps
& cars keep coming in and disappearing into thin air
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for one car at a time, so you cannot squeeze your way
in like an ordinary lift unless yo're in a motorcycle.
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What a relief. Felt like a miner coming up
when the shift's over.
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a mason drill bit, never ever touch it until it cools down.
This happened to me when I laid the drill on sloping
surface and it down a bit and just brushed my hand.
The skin burnt off as if it was butter. Luckily, there
injury was only skin deep as there were not much pain
but just a lot of those clear liquid forming on the wound.
But later in the afternoon, it began stinging. By the time
I got home and applied some antiseptic, it was a very
annoyingly painful
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