Hey all, I’ve got great news to share with you all. I just started going freelance and as of today, I am officially an editor. To some of you, it might not be so big a deal but to me, this adds value to my resume.

I’ve just started a short stint with a high profile fashion blog called “Armani Blog“. In case you don’t know who Giorgio Armani is, he is considered the most famous Italian designer in the world of fashion. His labels includes Armani Exchange, Armani Jeans, Armani Casa, Armani Junior, Emporio Armani, Armani Collezioni, Armani Prive and Armani Cosmetics.

I would love you to give me a little love by hopping over to support my first post today. Thank you so much!

Edited to add : Thanks to Chris who alerted me, I’ve checked with the administrator and the webhost has been down on and off since yesterday. I lost my post and other modifications that I made to the site. What a bad start *sigh* 

We women love to complain. NO. Let me rephrase that so I do not get thrown with rotten tomatoes….I’m a woman who loves to complain.

Call it feedback, call it complain, call it whatever you want but I can vouch that it works to get you the attention you want. This is one secret recipe I learnt through my experience in the Customer Service line. Of course, don’t complain over petty issues if you can avoid it. My actions have resulted in me getting free travel size skin care items, results that I want, a certain banks regional head calling me up, waiver of late payment charges and many more.

I remembered a week back when I was checking in for my flight and there was a long queue. My colleagues and I were routed to the international check in counter. Upon reaching there, the MAS staff was upset with us despite the fact that there was no one queueing up. We explained that why we were routed there but she continued to mumble that she needed to check whether she can do it…yadda yadda yadda. Of course, we were equally upset by her service. So, while waiting for her to check, there was this small customer feedback machine placed at the counters. Being the evil women that we are, we proceeded to vent our frustration through our feedback. Guess what? I believe that MAS staff could not bear the *tit tit tit* sound we made with the machine,so she changed her tone to a sweet one. Sheeesh! Too late, she did not get a good review from us. *ngek*

So you see, I believe I am a very much dreaded and hated customer but who cares, I get what I want. Never, never under estimate the power of feedback and threat complain from a woman

I blogged about how my handphone kaput a month back and that I bought a new one. So, here’s a look at the features of my sickening cell phone Nokia 6233:

• A small, sleek mobile device with indulgent stainless steel - the perfect balance of features for both business and pleasure
• Real time access to information at all times through mobile broadband
• High quality sound through stereo speakers and 3D surround sound
• Up to 70MB total memory (6MB internal + 64MB memory card) for storing videos, pictures, and messages
• 2-megapixel camera with 8x smooth, digital zoom and landscape mode
• Stereo FM radio and music player
• Enhanced Java email client for easy sending and receiving of information
• Spam filter to avoid junk mail
• Supports video sharing, streaming, and recording capabilities
• Video, MP3, eACC+, and 64-bit polyphonic ringing tones
• Weight: 110 g
• Dimensions: 108 x 46 x 18 mm, 81 cc

Amboi, sounds so canggih, ya? No doubt the features are better than my old phone but a couple of days after I bought it, I couldn’t retrieve the data from my memory card. Then, I sent it back and they format the memory card for me. Oklah, this ignorant woman did not know that the memory card have to format *duh*. So, all the info stored in the card were lost. That’s why I asked for some of your numbers again.

Now, guess what, yesterday I was MMS-ing photos to my email account and it blacked out. Sheesh!!! Can you believe it??? Die, die, try but cannot power on. I’m so totally bummed out by this. Sent back to the technician today and they did who-the-heck-cares-what something on my handphone. So far, so good but I lost my photos and data in the memory card again. I tell you, I am so super duper pissed off mad. Lucky, it’s the hub who sent the phone over. Else, tomorrow you will read in the paper “Crazy Woman Kills Technician Over Handphone Problem“.

Psst psst….remember, don’t buy this phone, ya?

I celebrated my birthday yesterday. Except for the fact that my girl had fever, I had a great day. Many bloggers are curious to know my age but if you really knew me in person, I never kept my age a secret. So, here’s the answer…..count the candles yourself but no prize for guessing corectly, ok?

Aiya, I dunno why my pix look so small. Grrr….I cannot enlarge some more. Nvmlah, happy guessing and I’ll let you know if you hit the bull’s eyes