I Hate Surveys

There is a joint survey conducted by our manpower and education ministries to "gain a better understanding of the employment history and educational upgrading of local university graduates".

Well, the man and I received letters a couple of weeks ago to inform us that we have been selected to participate in this survey. That was that.

Just the other day, we received a reminder letter in pink, urging us to participate and telling us that after a month, the survey only received a 20% response rate. (HA HA.)

Well, I'm not going to do the survey.

I always kena selected to be a potential survey statistic for dunno-what stupid reasons. I find it puzzling that I'm always being 'requested' to do like, 3 - 4 officially-commissioned surveys a year.

Well, at least this particular survey offers an option to do it online. Alot better than MCYS' survey which involved sending a letter of notification and then conducting manual door-to-door visits without the courtesy of making an appointment or using their brains to call before rudely barging their way through my estate's security.

Needless to say, my suggestion for politeness and structuring an online system to MCYS and its consultants went unanswered. They didn't even give me an automated response okay! So I'm NOT apologetic that they didn't complete that particular survey because I was never home at a decent hour.

For this MOM-MOE survey, I refuse to understand why I should 'help' the ministries gain a better understanding of my employment history and educational upgrading. Well, somewhere down the road, it's going to help policymakers understand what Singaporeans need and what sort of qualifications corporations require.

Whatever. I know. But why should I bother?

The letter did not bother to explain the full rationale of the survey to me. The online site is practically useless in offering substantial information. I'm not some drone who could be persuaded to do their bidding in 2 bureaucratic paragraphs that are basically meaningless babble. (It's like how they answer letters in the Forum page.) And because I'm not the sort who would feel happy being told what to do in 2 paragraphs. A statement of intent is not going to persuade me to be cooperative.

Nowhere in the letter is the word 'compulsory' printed.

So. I'm not going online or anywhere else to submit information for this survey.

The man took one look at the reminder, shrugged and junked it. He declared, "I'm not legally obliged to participate in this survey."

At least we're polite. Unlike this rude and obstinate friend of ours who also kena the survey. He said, "F**k you, f**k your f**king consultants and f**k your survey."