It Spells Finally



After what seemed close to 7 years..

Since the beginning of the year..
I dragged myself to work in all the midst of headaches and cramps.
1 km walk, 5kg bag load, bloody blisters.
Saved my leave painstakingly.
Refused to take leave unless I drop dead.
It paid off.
20 days of leave.

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Two Thursdays ago..
Saw the big patch of grey heavy clouds lurking dangerously around the area.
An impending storm.
Thought I could beat it by half running and half walking towards office.
But it caught me in the middle of nowhere.
No other shelters..
No bus stops, no refuge point.



Stunned, slumped, stranded.
Then rain came to a drizzle and I continued my way to office.
I settled down to clear the disorientation, and soon after a phone call came.
They called me up for an interview on the following Monday.

Monday came..
Albeit filled with extreme jitters..
I was determined to nail it.
Research research research.
Stayed up till late at night, went through the questions over and over again.
Big butterflies in my stomach..
And I supposed..
Being in a stagnant job for too long..
Fear for change inevitably makes its way unto you.

Right after the interview..
They asked for my references..
Wednesday I was told I got the job..
Thursday I signed the letter and did my medical checkup.
Friday I tendered.

After a week of crash handover..
The following Friday became my last day..
I seriously have no idea how people are able to job hop like nobody's business..
Going around doing proper farewells..
At least allowing people to know who to go for outstanding issues..
It's really tiring..

No matter how much frustrations I've been through in the company..
I want to leave amicably..
On a personal note, the colleagues are nice people in fact.
Human beings only become devils when it comes to work.

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The unknown does leech its phobia on me..
But after serious pondering..
That unknown is far more enticing as compared to hiding within the cubicle day after months after years..

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The part about having your own agenda

This upcoming DND is a total political joke.
My JD said I'm responsible for other company events but it doesnt say I'm responsible for all the shitty war going on.

First

We are supposed to dress up in air stewardess uniforms..
The samples really make a real air stewardess cringe and recoil in exasperation.
They are definitely not the real authentic stuff.
The S size looked like a batik pyjamas on me.
And I would have to fork out my own money to alter a pyjamas.

The first round of committee meeting had all of us voting whether to go ahead with the uniforms.
I'm the only who doesnt like the idea.
So I'm overruled.
We HAVE to try on the samples.

Then after trying on the samples, another committee member even said she is going to ask a make up artiste to come on the day to do up the hair and make up just like those of an air stewardess.
OMG
And then we were asked to VOTE again.

Vote my ass,
What's the point of voting when you already planned to go ahead?
I replied a NO again.

Second

Coll B approached me after the email was sent out asking us to vote.
She is not going to attend the dinner as an air stewardess but planning to attend the dinner in a first officer outfit, with pilot bands, hats and stuff.
Having a plan on her own to do a little role play..
She asked if I wanted to join her to be two pretty first officers alongside the "drunk" ang moh pilot.
The drunk pilot would go around sabotaging the bosses AND the "air stewardess".
This is getting way too far..

So it's either I'm one of the pilots against the air stewardess or I'm one of the air stewardess who will eventually get hit on by the pilots.

The two of them had their own personal war to begin with..
The battle ground became such a big joke now.
I havent been contradicting myself right from the beginning.
I've been allocated duties and I do find it hard to follow through another imaginary stage that I set for myself and I definitely dont like being caught in one of my own lies.
And because I know it's shit, I did not like the idea of throwing them to my fellow coll who is supposed to help me out.

But the last straw came.
Took me so long to finally heck the bloody care off everything.
They both have their agendas and I'm going to have my own for once.

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