It's D-Day -1. Still got some stuff left hanging, but not as urgent. The others are helping out as much as they can. They are covering up all the work left, printing, folding, binding, etc. Now... We are all prepared for the Expo.
Looking back... I really appreciate this team of rag-tag 'experts'. I have one programmer, purely a technical powerhouse. Two girls, one is an overall hardworker, while the other is a pure resourceful worker. My last team member doesn't have much strength but works well with all of them. He is like our support staff, someone to handle the mundane work while we concentrate on the others.
That is my team. My rag-tag team of 'experts'. We started not knowing anything about each other. Barely knew each other, we were pretty much to ourselves. To make things worse, the technical powerhouse and my support staff were Hong Kong nationality while the two girls i have are of Indon background. So they tend to stick to their small duo often. I came in like a solvent, to break apart the duo and gel them up as a team. I have to understand both parties background well such that i do not tread into dangerous waters without knowing it. So... It was my job to gel them up, make decisions and communicate with our supervisors and clients.
After eight months... Eight gruelling months together... I feel that they are a group of friends which i shared a common joy together. Though there are the pain, the stares, the anger... I still think we got through it together. It is not something i alone can enjoy, but the team as well. We shared burdens and happiness, good times and bad. Guess we pull through the rough seas just to see what lies ahead, with always a positive attitude.
I'll miss this rag-tag group of 'experts'. My final year in Melbourne, will be one of my most memorable milestone in my life.
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