Recently, I've just resigned from a purportedly multinational corporation, called "Octo-Puss" with "tentacles" that even stretched across the Asia Pacific shores. One of the main reasons that I resigned is because I can sense the many hypocritical facets of this oversized, cold, manipulative and toxic organization.

Nevertheless, this company seemed to pride itself on having a sincerely warm culture as part of its charter or policy. But if you're there longer, you'll begin to see the fake smiles on full display and people with "plastic hearts" work frantically to turn every second into gold at the altar of this company.

So, I bided my time and waited for the right opportunity to resign. After I've resigned from this company, I've decided to test "The Fortress" - layers upon layers of company's "supposedly" warm culture established in place.

And one simple way for me to do just that is to share a lucrative job offer with my ex-colleague from this company. If one thinks logically and positively, I'm just sincere to spread my love and care to another human being.

Even if he/she isn't interested in the offer, I'm still OKay if I didn't receive any reply at all. After all, it can always be business as usual.

However, what I didn't realize was that when I did that, I was in effect opening up a Pandora's box of unexpected and unimaginable flurry of "radioactive reactions". Why?

Well, some people are just simply vicious by nature. Even when I try to help them by suggesting some plum job offers as a friend, they'll still bit my a*s off.

These are the indeed deadliest brood of "vipers" and "scorpions" that populate our world today. And one that I just came to know about is "Ms. Garmite". She's of a mixed breed of Chinese and Indian parentage.

The fact that she's also a fiery Sagittarius with a Scorpio sting in her mouth didn't help either. On hindsight, I'll regard this issue as a "botched experiment", because she's a helpless baby that has to crawl back to her equally (if not more) toxic "Mamma Baloo" for help. What a tattle-tale!

Unfortunately, her spineless Mamma Baloo is all talk and no substance, especially in leadership and management - until she had to call the Calvary Chief, "G-String", for reinforcements. Even G-string is blindsided by Baloo's true intentions and seek to shut my mouth in regards to this issue.

(There were a few "showdowns" that happened between me and Mamma Baloo before, but that's a story for another day, of course.)

Initially, I had great respect for G-String when I was still working in that company. But alas, his trusted disciple turned out to be Mamma Baloo, who then proceeded to poison the well and frayed my good relationship with G-String.

With G-String being just a another g-string after all, he would rather believe all that was presented to him by Mamma Baloo instead of asking me further about why I resigned in the first place. In this issue too, he had resorted to a knee-jerk reaction to give me a veiled threat.

Perhaps he's just cowering with fear that I'll poach his employees away. But truly, as the "Supreme Leader", he needn't feel afraid if there's a robust leadership and management system in place to strengthen "The Fortress" from any attack.

Unless there's a chink in his own armor and a gaping hole that compromises the structural integrity of "The Fortress"...

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