Gatekeeper of the CIB

If only we can turn our situations into funny words like those of David Sedaris.

Working is a rather uneventful duty that almost everyone has to go through each day. And so we pay extra attention to little hiccups that adds beigne excitement to the affair.

I was, as I have in many occasions for the past year or so, forgotten my ID into the building. No hassle, I just go to the front desk, and ask to be let in. *Beep* Unlock.

Except this time, he was there. The gatekeeper of CIB, as I have come to call him. He, whose name I’m intrigued to find out. He, who I guess have a non-faded French accent. And he, who insist on checking my ID as I casually slips through the closing door that he had left open.

Well, as luck would have it, I didn’t have it.

I just smiled as the gatekeeper of CIB continue to question me about my ID, and when I said that I didn’t have it with me. He laid his hands on me, and told me to leave. Or he will call the security.

I brimmed. This reminds me very much of the bit that Louis C.K. did. The bit where he pretended that he lived in an upscale apartment in New York. Except, maybe it is against the policy to not have an ID with me when I enter the building.

Bummer. So I marched to the front desk, and was let in. All in 10-seconds.

Revenge, as it seems, will have to be deferred to another day. ID, or no ID.

Robin Williams. Remembered.

I remember a line from a PBS documentary about the national parks. A line that describes Alaska as a place that we may never get to visit, but have to know exists for our existence.

As such, so is Robin Williams to me.

He was always a laughter away from tears. His comedies are always that one bit different, you can tell. There always seem to be words behind the smiles, and grins.

One eulogy described him as a national treasure. He is. And today the nation is heartbroken with the loss of such a genuine soul. 


It’s regrettable that the many things I despise in others, is evidence in me.

“The medium of the designer is behavior.”
— Robert Fabricant (via jxnblk)

(via jxnblk)


One of the most amazing, impressive collection of Chinese types we’ve seen! #ziwut #ziwutletterpress #thegentlemenspress #letterpresshk #letterpress #leadtypes #foundrytypes

When in Singapore, use Singapore Letterpress!

And that is Chinese metal types! Chinese! Love it. :)

Looking up

Do you look up to someone who’s a good person, or someone who is productive? The society embrace the latter.

Passing on the goodwill: Fitbit

Sometimes, a company does something delightful that brightens your day, even when you were the one who dampened it.

And today’s goodwill company is Fitbit.

Last Thursday, I had a great time visiting the Mammoth Cave National Park in Kentucky with some friends. We visited cave tours, including the Violet City Lantern Tour, where we only had the illumination of gas lanterns throughout the three-hour long tour.

Before the trip, I have been using my Fitbit One to track my daily activities. I was averaging about 4,000 ~ 6,000 steps per day at the office. So I was excited to see that number finally exceeding my 10,000 steps/day goal during the trip.

Unfortunately, somewhere along the darkness, the Fitbit One was lost.

I was sad.

When I went home that evening, I Googled “lost fitbit” in an attempt to somehow find a way to find it.

While looking through the documentation, there was a link to contact Fitbit. Now, I know the device was lost somewhere out in Kentucky, so there’s little they can do to retrieve it for me. Yet to my surprise, after a few email exchanges (where I also sent them my receipt), I received this message:

You may go back to the store where you purchased the tracker to get the replacement. If at the store they’re not willing to exchange it we can do it for you.

Long story short, I received my replacement Fitbit One from Fitbit in the mail yesterday.

It took just 5 days from our initial exchanges 6 days ago (March 21st), to receiving the replacement (March 26th). Incredible.


Throughout the entire process, they did not make me feel bad for losing the device (even though it’s entirely my fault). Nor did they drag their feet on sending out the replacement. So it’s only reasonable for me to pass on the goodwill, the good karma.

Rather than reading about the comparison of the similar devices, perhaps it’s stories like this that make a product stand out.

Sidenote: I have been using the “Moves” app on iPhone as a substitute. It does its job fairly well, with interesting infographs. But I forget my phone way too often to make it useful.

To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

-Mary Oliver

“How would you sell me this pen?”
— Wolf of Wall Street
“Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh. Is there anything too hard for Me?”
—  Jeremiah 32:27 (NLT)