I'm Back. For Now.
Missed me? ;)
It's been so long since my last entry that I almost forgot how to blog. ;P Been occupied with work (since when I wasn't busy with work?) and sorting out my life. The Boss has been hammering away at my already-pathetic self-worth with regular doses of humiliating insults at my IQ, EQ, and work abilities. The Empress Dowager can probably take lessons from him.
You know how bad my job is from the reaction of my parents for the past 6 months:
Jan 07
"Ah girl, any job has their lousy parts. You must learn to work through them while relishing the positive bits."
Mar 07
"Ah girl, why don't you look for a job then resign?"
Jun 07
"Ah girl, forget about looking for a job. Your job's not worth it. Just quit."
I've been toying with the idea of taking a break from work for a while. My mum lah, she planted this seed in my head. Surprisingly, my dad and sis-in-law are all for it. Heck, even my ad agency director strongly encourages it.
Wouldn't it be nice to simply not work and stop to smell the roses for a while? Frankly, I think its a miserable life to drag myself to work at 830am (30mis before the official start time because there's just TOO MUCH work to be completed), consume pathetic cereal bars/ biscuits as dinner to save time, then work all the way through till 9pm, locking up the office (cuz everyone has already left), and finally dragging my tired self back home again. Thread in a rude, selfish superior, unprofessional vendors, and backstabbing tenants, and you get my tapestry of woe all weaved out.
Where's the quality of life?
But I'm scared. I belong to the super low-risk taker category; the type who only makes investments with guaranteed returns, the kind whom Singapore Pool can never rely on as a customer. In other words, the modern-day equivalent of aunties who keep their jewellery and money in empty Milo tins under their beds. Me not having a job is like Linus without his blanket - bewildered and unthinkable.
I think its time I'll do some serious searching - job and soul.
It's been so long since my last entry that I almost forgot how to blog. ;P Been occupied with work (since when I wasn't busy with work?) and sorting out my life. The Boss has been hammering away at my already-pathetic self-worth with regular doses of humiliating insults at my IQ, EQ, and work abilities. The Empress Dowager can probably take lessons from him.
You know how bad my job is from the reaction of my parents for the past 6 months:
Jan 07
"Ah girl, any job has their lousy parts. You must learn to work through them while relishing the positive bits."
Mar 07
"Ah girl, why don't you look for a job then resign?"
Jun 07
"Ah girl, forget about looking for a job. Your job's not worth it. Just quit."
I've been toying with the idea of taking a break from work for a while. My mum lah, she planted this seed in my head. Surprisingly, my dad and sis-in-law are all for it. Heck, even my ad agency director strongly encourages it.
Wouldn't it be nice to simply not work and stop to smell the roses for a while? Frankly, I think its a miserable life to drag myself to work at 830am (30mis before the official start time because there's just TOO MUCH work to be completed), consume pathetic cereal bars/ biscuits as dinner to save time, then work all the way through till 9pm, locking up the office (cuz everyone has already left), and finally dragging my tired self back home again. Thread in a rude, selfish superior, unprofessional vendors, and backstabbing tenants, and you get my tapestry of woe all weaved out.
Where's the quality of life?
But I'm scared. I belong to the super low-risk taker category; the type who only makes investments with guaranteed returns, the kind whom Singapore Pool can never rely on as a customer. In other words, the modern-day equivalent of aunties who keep their jewellery and money in empty Milo tins under their beds. Me not having a job is like Linus without his blanket - bewildered and unthinkable.
I think its time I'll do some serious searching - job and soul.