Showing posts with label Nigeria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nigeria. Show all posts

Thursday, March 6, 2014

Welcome to Nigeria!!

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh...

I had just finished a risk assessment workshop that went on for the past 2 weeks. This is my second encounter of being in a room full of Nigerian.

The first one, was a 4 hours meeting on a particular project. Man, I am telling you, I may consider bringing in ear plugs for the next meeting.. (kidding). First and foremost, they are loud. And everybody has something to share, everybody has more than 1 opinion, and they have no qualms of speaking when somebody else is speaking. I was in the meeting, trying to grasp the knowledge, the project background etc. So I just took a back seat and listen, and then after two hours, during the break, I went up to get my phone. And somehow during the next session, I was a bit lost in the discussion, you know with the counter talking that was going on, and I resorted to....what else, my phone la.....and yes I was immersed in it until I was being told off by my senior (my bad!!)

And it doesn't end there. When we went back, he specifically asked me participate more next time..yeah right...?!! To join the talking fest...eerr...let me think about it. This is my biggest weaknesses. Back in PD I have the same issue. I would prefer to sit and listen, if I have something worth saying, then I would say it, if not then I'll just keep quiet. Sometimes when the things get heated, and I have things to say, I would approach the person offline, and say my piece. I am not the type to have it there and then where everybody else are busy talking at the same time. That is just not me. Having been told off like that pisses me off a bit. I understand that he is trying to get me involved, as I will be working a lot with this group of people later on the project. But rest assured, I don't think talking for the sake of talking will gain me some grounds with these guys.

And the second one, a workshop with a room full of the locals as well. Yes, I've guessed the session would be as chaotic as the meeting earlier, indeed it was. Clearly there was a Chairman, and even more clearly there is one participant keeps on giving opinions and feedback on almost everything. He was told off politely by the Chairman, but he keeps on doing it. I don't know whether he is plain stubborn or he just don't care to be polite. Most of the time, they would argue among themselves on senseless things and it would drag for a good 30 minutes, with no clear resolution and in the end does not benefits the workshop. My oh my......my patience level was wearing thin.

I did loose my temper (kind of) on one of the issue brought up by another participant. The reason I was so jumpy, because it touches on a technical issue that he clearly does not have good knowledge about. (tak tau pastu pandai-pandai bagi komen..apa lagi..my blood goes upstairs la....!!) I counter back the  issue, but I think I was not doing a very good job on that. I lost my calm, and to me it was unprofessional, I wish not to do it again.

My former boss, F, advised me to be like a certain leader we knew, that leader, used to work in  the middle east, and yes, the Arabics are not the easiest group to deal with either. F mentioned the quality that this leader has is humbly pushy....That is indeed a rare and exquisite quality that I have got to learn to master. And for her to be able to pull that off, I say that is great, yes, the leader is a she :)

After the 'bertikam lidah' session, I was not in a good mood, and it shows in my face...darn!! And these people still have the mood to laugh at the end of the day. Another senior advised me to take it easy. Yes, my bad, this will not be the only engagement that I will have with them. I have to take things a little bit lighter without compromising the technical input that I may have. I still have a long way to go, longer time to spend, 4 years to be exact. So better start making good relationship with these guys.

InsyaAllah, its a learning for me, how they roll here in Nigeria. Welcome to Nigeria :)

"Hanya dengan diam kita boleh...mendengar beratus kali, berfikir beribu kali, bercakap hanya sekali. Diam itu "kuasa dalam" yang terpendam!" - Ustaz Pahrol Mohd Juoi

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Expats Field Day, well....sort of ;)

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh...

Since I touched down on 2nd Jan, my route was only go to office (Industrial Area, IA) and back to the room (guest house in the Residential Area, RA). We are not allowed to go anywhere OUTSIDE the camp. Only in Port Harcourt, we are not allowed to move freely. The rest of the state, Lagos for example we can basically move around.

We get our daily needs inside the camp. For now as long as I am living in the guest house, I eat at the club house, my laundry is being taken care for and my bed is daily made. What more could I ask? Only when I move in to my own house, I will need to worry about buying groceries and stuffs. Which is why we have the shopping trip once in a fortnight :)

Yesterday we had the first trip of the year, and although I have yet to move to my own house, I decided to follow the trip, just to check out what is available and what is not. 


meaning it is allowed outside?!!


Kak Rosiah and Geoffrey, my two new good friend
We were sent (escorted) to two shops, the first one is Everyday, located somewhere at the town. A lot of electrical goods are available, food items are limited, but I was told things that you get here, you might not see it in the next shop. So if you like something just buy it.
multi cooker

Buatan Malaysia :)
The escort, I still could not figure out what type of gun they are using. 
The next shop is Park and Shop, somewhere in the town as well, I can't really tell where, as I am only confined to both RA & IA, so yes, I wouldn't know my way..hehehe.. This shop has more Asian variance. Mostly Thai food paste and ingredients.
Indian snacks (adik beradik murukku la lebih kurang). Bought one packet just to taste :)

well....hello santan..long time no see.. hehehe....

50 Naira = RM 1. You do the math, tengok berapa harga beras basmati sekilo..hehehe...
Mostly the customers are expat. They (we) flooded the supermarket only on alternate weekends.
Geoffrey's total bill. He bought some packed frozen shrimp, really big ones...
Kak Rosiah being escorted out to the van by one of the protocol guys.
That's it, our less than half a day shopping trip in Port Harcourt. We are indeed very confined. All our moves are fully controlled and true enough, not much freedom here. There is slim chance that I get to experience the real Nigeria. For the food choices, I have no complaints, as long I can get some halal meat, fine by me. :)

Kak Rosiah is a Bruneian lady that also live as single here, her husband is in Gabon, she arrived in November last year and hopefully in a month time will be able to move to her own house. They are still doing some renovation work on it. Her shipment are all here already, now only waiting for the house.

My house? It is currently occupied by an Indian family. They are moving to US in March, I will go in after the real estate people complete the renovation, quite few things needs to be touched up and re-done. So tentatively, I still do not know how long it will take. Let it be, I'll tell the story about that house later. Till then, adios :D

Wassalam...

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

From M to N (Malaysia to Nigeria)

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.

I have promised and I have broken my promised. I have been delaying my post for what it feels like forever. I have safely arrived here on 2nd Jan 2014. The journey leg same as before but this time I was flown to Dubai instead of Doha (Emirates flight tickets are cheaper at that time I guess..hehehe..)

First post of the year, let me just share few picture of late.
my future mode of transportation inside the camp
stuffs 1
stuffs 2
stuff 2 another view
stuffs 3
How can a single person have that many things? Well, simple. I will not be able to buy much stuffs once I get to Nigeria. The advice that I get is bring whatever that you think that you would need. Hence, for the past few months prior to the departure, I have been buying stuffs and stocking up. I loose track of how many packs of detergent that I bought. And, according the old timers, electrical goods are very expensive (well, everything is expensive here), some even go to the distance of buying spares for everything!! I only bought spare iron, rice cooker and standing fan. There is this one guy, he is buying a spare TV!! amek kau..
packers packing away...
 








These things are all inside the container sailing somewhere, yet to reach Nigerian shore. I will be expecting them in the next 3 months insyaAllah. I have yet to receive my 75kg air freight, in which I thrown in some books, my bicycle, and also some kari ayam dalam tin..hehehe...

Until next time daa...
Wassalam

1st post di perantauan : #belummenangislagi hehehe  hashtag tak boleh blah!! :P 

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

IKEA talk (not really)

Assalammualaikum wbt, 

Some email that went around yesterday. (yes, saya tak ada idea..hence sharing even the smallest, littlest (is there such a word?) thing in my life. 

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Hi Pak Anton,

I am getting the transporter to come and survey the stuffs on 6th Nov. Final date for transfer yet to be firmed.
Rencana mahu ke IKEA weekend berikutnya. Mahu kirim?

Rgds, 

me

Hi Azita,
Apa kabar? Lama sudah tak jumpa haha.
Waduh, betul kah? 

Kamu beli banyak di ikea?macam sofa boleh tumpang kah?
Kalau boleh saya mau tengok katalognya 



best regards,

anton 

Khabar baik, mungkin beli banyak barang kecil. Another sofa masih boleh masuk. :)

Rgds, 
me

Siap bu
Nanti malam saya cek cek ikea website ya…
Nanti saya kabarin lagi

best regards,
anton

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I guess I'll be speaking more Indonesian after this? Hahaha...lihat aja nanti :)

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Wordless Wednesday : Throwback


Makeshift prayer area at Murtala Muhammed International Airport, Lagos, Nigeria
Even business lounge could not provide the place for prayer.