Retreat at Safra Club

I woke up at 7.30am today. You must be wondering why I have to wake up so early on Saturday especially it rains so heavily last night.

I am going to attend my last retreat in this organization. I am really bothered that I have to attend this retreat.

There are 5 tables arranged at the ballroom. Each table has 6 chairs. I comfortably sat with my gang. While waiting for the latecomers, they started to ask me question. I tried to answer all the questions.

The clock strikes nine. Instruction passed down that we shall start the day without the latecomers. After the introduction game, the facilitator asked the group of us to gather at the back of the room. I have a strange feeling, I just hope that I am not arranged to sit with any of the big boss.

My wish was not granted. After the re-arranged, I was arranged to sit with my No1 and No2. Haahaahaahaa…very heng rite….

The day files. Morning tea break come and goes. Lunch time arrived unnoticeable and the afternoon tea break zip past without effort.

Finally, it is over. The bus dropped us off at MRT station and sped off towards another destination. My heart became lighter as the bus backlight is out of sight.