My job, my joy! When I came to work in this organization ... I was forbidden to go with an open chest, and trousers ... I went to work at 9 am and in the home church on Mondays. In our organization is very little men ... But over time, in my department there are three men ... In this time I makeup nails red and opened the neck ... I can work easily ... I never had no trouble doing the work of which they asked to ... I always did it with ease and always with positive results. For that my bosses have always justified me when I come to work for 11 ... I stay long at work until 9 pm .... and for that my bosses to turn a blind eye to the fact that once a month I was away in the warm edge ...
My job changed my attitude to money ... I do not work for money ... I do not live on salary paid ... I gave salary to my landlady ... And it happens I worked on her wonderful family ... My job changed my attitude to religion ... I am no longer afraid of deeply religious people and no longer ashamed of God. My work ... my work ... When I told my Director of dismissal, he felt bad ... When I came to sign a letter of resignation, refused to sign it ... I refused to offer leadership to lead the Department of PR ... I refused the new salary and travel to Sharm el Sheikh to the seminar ...Farewell, office! On Friday, I'll tell thank you very much!