a december weekend, and a little bit more
The year is coming to an end, and I had to clear my leaves, so I took a couple of days off around the weekend. I went home, and amidst the changes that had happened between my trips back, I don’t consciously recognise or acknowledge them. Some trees are chopped down, road widen, people grow older, maybe wiser, some shop closed down, others opened. I sat and wonder how the mechanics of time and probability of life work, and I can only be baffled.
On the train ride back, bumped into a junior from years ago. He’d graduated, and started working, and he whines about how he is not getting any job satisfaction, that he doesn’t want to do what he is doing, etc. and I think to myself, am I starting to like my job?
Not because the work is tough (it isn’t), not because it is exciting (hell boring), not because I get paid in 10s of thousands of dollars every month (my thousand is not even plural), and definitely not because of any possibility of hooking up a hot colleague (there’s only 1 and she’s 46).
So perhaps the ability to write a blog entry after a leisurely lunch at 3ish in the afternoon is making my job likeable, if not desirable. Then I thought of all the other perks I have, like coming into office at 10+ in the morning (so I can hit the gym before work), leaving at 6 in the evening (in time to grab dinner and watch prime time TV programs), have the aforementioned leisurely lunch at 2ish usually (and cheap lunches too, at a certain university’s canteens), do other work that earn me extra income (like, hmm.. write codes, what else), minimal stress, casual work attire, etc. I guess, I am satisfied.
A day later, I spent the rest of my ‘holiday’ doing the things I actually enjoy doing, like hitting the gym at noon when it is empty, popping into the pool after that to cool down, and basically laze the day away. It’s very therapeutic I must say. Then it hit me, I want a job that allows me to do all these! To enjoy the day, while everyone else slogs away at work. Now I will just have to figure out what it is and how to get it.
I am back to work now. Rested over the past couple of days, I am actually feeling good, in general. Upbeat. Perhaps even happy.
On the train ride back, bumped into a junior from years ago. He’d graduated, and started working, and he whines about how he is not getting any job satisfaction, that he doesn’t want to do what he is doing, etc. and I think to myself, am I starting to like my job?
Not because the work is tough (it isn’t), not because it is exciting (hell boring), not because I get paid in 10s of thousands of dollars every month (my thousand is not even plural), and definitely not because of any possibility of hooking up a hot colleague (there’s only 1 and she’s 46).
So perhaps the ability to write a blog entry after a leisurely lunch at 3ish in the afternoon is making my job likeable, if not desirable. Then I thought of all the other perks I have, like coming into office at 10+ in the morning (so I can hit the gym before work), leaving at 6 in the evening (in time to grab dinner and watch prime time TV programs), have the aforementioned leisurely lunch at 2ish usually (and cheap lunches too, at a certain university’s canteens), do other work that earn me extra income (like, hmm.. write codes, what else), minimal stress, casual work attire, etc. I guess, I am satisfied.
A day later, I spent the rest of my ‘holiday’ doing the things I actually enjoy doing, like hitting the gym at noon when it is empty, popping into the pool after that to cool down, and basically laze the day away. It’s very therapeutic I must say. Then it hit me, I want a job that allows me to do all these! To enjoy the day, while everyone else slogs away at work. Now I will just have to figure out what it is and how to get it.
I am back to work now. Rested over the past couple of days, I am actually feeling good, in general. Upbeat. Perhaps even happy.