Under Tektronix, Xerox, Flextronics twelfth years working;
In making of solid ink printer,
As it's The Winner.[circa 2003]
To Greg, Paul, Jim and the rest with talk “heart-to-heart”,
They’re my Wilsonville finesse counterparts;
Be better or be worst they stood by my side,
To get deployment with great strides.
Manager that is merciless,
That doesn't deserve my earnest;
Tor-mentor is what he's good at,
Instead of mentor that he should be good at.
Always blame on others but himself,
Ask others to be on time but not himself;
“Kiasu and kiasi” be his ace,
In order not to lose his face.
Friends and foes are world around,
Diligently I mix around;
Friends are of helping hand,
The foes just want to get upperhand.
Appreciation been given,
To my lunch partners of twelfth years driven;
They make sure my stomach is filled,
So that I could continue my drill.
Awake, here I come,
Enough is enough plumb;
Valued time been spent but I'm disappointed and strife,
I'm moving forward with my life...
# By obscure poet, Vulcan #
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