Kawinan di Indonesia

Post ini ditulis saat saya lagi nunggu boarding di bandara Sultan Hassanudin Makassar, ceritanya mau pulang ke Jakarta setelah business trip selama 1 hari (bentar banget ya!).

Dilihat dari judulnya, saya bukan akan nulis soal Makassar atau kerjaan saya disini, tapi soal kawinan!

Berawal dari iseng-iseng liat foto waktu malam minggu kemarin datang ke resepsi pernikahan (singkatnya kita sebut kawinan) teman di handphone, saya jadi kepikiran diskusi saya sama pacar.

Waktu itu saya lagi telponan sama pacar pas dijalan menuju ke sebuah kawinan. Dia bilang, “wah asik dong kamu bakal makan makan enak!” Saya bilang, “yah belum tentu sih.. Kalau masih ada.” Masalahnya saya kalau datang kawinan hobinya mepet, undangan jam 7-9 malam saya biasanya datang jam 8an.. Jadi salah saya sendiri sih kalau ngga kebagian makanan hehehe. Kalaupun datang cepat dan makanan masih melimpah, saya memang jarang bernafsu makan di kawinan, karena biasanya lebih sibuk haha-hihi atau foto-foto.

Ketika saya bilang gitu, pacar saya yang sudah lebih dari 10 tahun meninggalkan Indonesia itu jadi bingung kalau saya cerita ngga makan di kawinan, apalagi kalau saya ke kawinan numpang salaman sama pengantin nya doang lalu lanjut ke kawinan lainnya karena dapet 2 undangan sekaligus dalam sehari (rekor saya 4 kawinan dalam sehari! Hahaha).

Maklum, kalau di luar negeri tuh kawinan biasanya berupa sitting dinner ya, kayak di film-film gitu kan? Pokoknya pacar saya itu selalu cerita betapa melimpah dan enaknya masakan di kawinan. Hehehe.

Nah, kebetulan banget nih di kawinan yang malam minggu kemarin itu saya makan banyak! Hahaha, padahal lagi-lagi undangan jam 7 saya datangnya jam 8 lewat hampir setengah 9, tapi surprisingly makanan masih banyak, bahkan saya bisa makan main course sampai 2x hahahaha.

Saya jadi seru sendiri keasikan makan dan minta teman fotoin saya dengan makanan-makanannya untuk dikirim ke pacar 🙂 ini dia hasilnya…

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Kalo kamu yang di Indonesia, datang ke kawinan biasanya makan banyak atau ngga?

On arguments.

I’ve been having arguments with my boyfriend. We normally resolve our arguments within 24 hours, but this time it has been more than a day… and I still feel uneasy.

Couples argue all the time, don’t they? Sometimes it’s caused by something mundane, sometimes it’s extraordinary. It’s part of being in a relationship, and I accept that.

But being in a long distance relationship AND having arguments really got me tired. It’s not that I’m tired of him but I’m just tired of having arguments over the same thing over and over. Really.

Anyway.. any of you reading this currently in a LDR too? how do you resolve arguments?

It would be nice if we can resolve it over a nice discussion face to face, right? But since we can’t see each other.. normally I just sleep it off, or listen to cheesy songs.. like this one. :)))))

The good in everyone

Yesterday was a long day for me… but it was also an extraordinary day.

It started when I had to go to the immigration office to renew my passport. I was prepared to face long queue because I’ve heard stories that people started to queue as early as 5 AM – even when the office itself opened at 8. Unfortunately I woke up a little bit late and arrived there minutes before 8. Guess what registration number I got? 78. Really, people?!

Since I had nothing to choose, I waited patiently. At around 9 AM, it was already number 50ish’s turn. It’s not that bad, I thought. 20ish people to go. Then suddenly a man came and sat next to me. He asked what number I got, then after knowing that I got number 78, he offered his number, 60. He said his friend suddenly had to leave, so that number was unused. After accepting his number, I offered mine to a woman in front of me, who hold number 94. And she offered hers to another woman, who hold number 100ish. So, thanks to that man and his friend who didn’t show up, I got to save a little bit of time, and so did the two ladies 🙂

In the afternoon, when I was about to left from work, I found out that my car’s battery died and it did not want to start. Lucky I was still in the office, so I could call my friends for help. In the end, Pak Wawam, Taufiq, Kaka, and Disty helped me to get it fixed. Disty even accompanied me to my friend’s house!

I got home at around 10.30 PM, feeling so knackered. But as I lay down in my bed, resting before I sleep.. I can’t help but feeling so thankful. Big or small, I saw the good in everyone. From strangers to my best friends, they made my day and made it so extraordinary! So, thank you! I’m sure it will all come back to you one day 🙂

That moment.

That moment in a meeting with your bosses and the sales director asked: “did u learn this in university?”
I answered “no, i studied advertising.” Which is completely different than my current role.. And got him surprised.

That moment when commercial used to mean advertising to me, now it’s all about profit&loss, margins, and revenue.

While I’m enjoying this current role I am doing every day at work, I do hope that I can go back to what I was supposed to be doing – connecting brands to people and society.

Hopefully soon.