I think I have a problem.
I always. ALWAYS. find fault with the job I'm doing. Always.
When I'm doing sph, I find it too far, I find selling stuff too tiring - but at least I am with darling manda so it offsets most of the negative parts.
When I'm with cnb, I find it too uncouth, too smoky, too brainless and not utilizing my wealth of knowledge and usability.
When I'm teaching tuition, I find it boring, tiring and waste of my time.
Now I'm with diners... I find fault with everything too~
The office-wear, the location, the people and ambiance. Everything!
Die liao la, like that how am I supposed to work next time?
O_o. Anyway, this is the first time I am working, as in really seriously doing work.
As usual, I see politics.
And realised that Malaysians are damn pia. Super-hardworking, like there's no other life except work. And super punctual, reach and leave ON THE DOT.
And I see people starting to pack their stuff at 5.55pm sharp and flocking out of the "gate" at 5.59pm sharp. By the time the lift comes up and they are all stuffed like sardine inside, it's 6pm sharp. Some who couldn't be bothered to wait, took the stairs instead.
It's horrendous. Like they don't want to stay in some damn place for a minute longer.
I, of course, share the same sentiments. Lol.
Then the people, especially some younger women, are like totally - in their own world.
They don't bother to interact. Of course, you can say "we are here to work, not make friends." But that's yucky!
They don't even bother asking me if I want to join them for lunch, luckily there's Uncle tong who asked me to join them. If not I wld have to eat ALONE, like so pathetic (cos my usual eating mate was on MC yesterday) So nice of him =D
God, please bless me that next time when I come out to work, I won't be working at a company as such. Thank you.
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