Yesterday, I was at the warehouses that akin to a burn pit with hell-heat that went on something like 45-50 degree, digging for some ancient files requested by the external auditors. Spent almost 4 fucking hours there, assisted by few dumb labors that moved an inch only when you pushed, else they would not budge.
For the past two weeks, our company is being audited by a group of external auditors. We had been advised by the management to render full support to this group in executing their assignment. On my part, the auditors had been asking me for a whole lot of information of this and that, to which I gave what I do have or knew how to find them, but for others that I had not a single idea to trace, I just told them that we had all these information nicely filed at the warehouse – hoping they’d quit asking for these as time went by. But no sirrr…. an email from auditors was sent to big guy up there demanding whatever documents that was said to be filed nicely at the warehouse to be submitted to them immediately.
Oh boy, I was fucked! Big guy returned an email requesting me, who else, to drag my sorry ass to the F1-sepang-like-heat warehouse.
Truth is documents at warehouse were a big-fucking-mess. Loose documents, boxes and old cabinet were in total disarray (I would not surprise had we found one of our ex-staff we thought left the company buried in it.). I managed to barely retrieve what were requested though, but I would not want to go through this hellish blow ever again. I have no qualm but to put a 300 percent blame on the numbskull who were doing my job two/three years ago. This numbskull apparently did not know how to put things a bit in order, and hell…….look what have you done to poor innocent sole like me!
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