the past week has been a tough week for me actually. it started on tuesday when i walked into the manager's meeting room reviewing the event we had the weekend before.

having run a successful event with a record sales of the magazine alone not to mention media coverage contest, i was expecting a passing color to my report.

the result? not even close to what i expected before i stepped in to the meeting room.

as a manager, i was being labelled as a pessimist not to answer to my CEO's challange to have at least 10 million rupiahs for the target sales. analyzing the past events, it was true that i didn't take the challange. i said, it was hard to achieve that target, BUT i'll do my best to do so. at the end of the day, we made almost 20 million rupiahs in sales alone. still, it was not enough to make them happy.

it was hard having a solid business unit amongst the weak ones. i, or i should say, we, supposed to help others as part of the group. yet, help is a subjective word with a subjective meaning.

in every meeting months before the d-day, i always mentioned about a big event coming up to the other managers. as a matter of fact, it fell into deaf ears.

of course, like a scripted tv show, just 7 days before the d-day when my unit was ready to go, you guess it, all the business units came, rushed and asked us to do this and that. my reaction? i stormed to the GM's office demanding an explanation for all of the craps.

and, sure, at the meeting, i was partly blamed for not having a good coordination with the other business units.

bla... bla... bla...

i cooled down by looking at my photo collection and came to the picture above. nothing could sooth me better than seeing those colorful baby hats.