Now I know where the term "soap opera" originated. A pretty damning expose of dirty little secrets of a Fortune 50 corporation, whose products have touched the lives of almost everyone at some point in our lives. (I swear by their Oil of Ulan/Olay whitening moisturiser, although I am googling all the ingredients listed to check their effects.) The obsessive-compulsive disorder that supposedly pervades this company, at least the US HQ, and the ass-tight security structure bordering on paranoia really put all the intelligence and security agencies of the world to shame. Maybe I shouldn't have screamed hell (quietly of course) at those ad-hoc bag/handphone checks at Sidney. The "Proctoids" (P&G staff) make the Sidney security staff look like friendly Chipmunks. And it proves Money can really buy Power.
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