Incoherent
The mind is not working properly today - you'll soon find out why. I arrived at the office this morning with determination to finish my work, but was greated with a painful stomach and heavy eyelids as I recall vividly the store ran out of coffee where I had breakfast. My day is doomed. After a couple of yawns and wiping away sleepy tears, I picked up some change and walked downstairs to get some coffee - diluted, but I had no other choice.
Attempts to resume working turned futile, shortly after lunch hour I got the most discouraging words one could ever receive. FYI I've resigned and I could've left officially the day I tendered my resignation letter (which was on the 9th June 2009). With piles and piles of work in hand, I decided that it was only fair to complete them before it gets thrown to ONE colleague who would've probably been drowned by the piles. Unfortunately that is not the way people see it. Why could I have left the day I tendered? Because the benefit of not being confirmed despite working for NINE months, is resignation only requires 7 (SEVEN) working days notice. Collecting annual leaves ultimately means that I could leave earlier, the math was just right; I had SEVEN days of leave left.
Suddenly my "kindness" was transformed miraculously just like the popular childhood cartoon cum popular action movie, it was morphed into an obligation. Now I MUST finish my work before I go. Do not get mistaken here, I am doing my work now as a responsible person – not because I am or was in fear that by not doing so, my reputation will get tainted. Also not to be mistaken, that I am one that looks so heavily on money – because I’m not, I do not let money nor people control me.
I may be broke and in need of money, but I will not force myself to succumb to “torture” of any kind. Tainting my reputation will not work, it’s not like I have any, but with a DEGREE in Software Engineering, I can easily go back to what I used to do and get DOUBLE the salary. Easily. I did not work so hard for YEARS - despite detesting the idea of paying others to make me suffer - for nothing.
Anyway my mind is incoherent at the moment. It can’t think straight. After managing to cool down, that was all it could do. I’m probably not even making sense here; neither does it in chat conversation with friends. I just hope to return home to serenity and close both my eyes to the on-going renovation and the idea that I still don’t have a proper toilet to use.
