6 months ago, my objective would be to find a good job that pays well so I can spend my paycheck on everything I wanted. Shoes, clothes, cosmetics, stuff on my hobby (sewing!), techy stuff, etc.
And I did. I got a job that pays me just slightly better than most of my peers. The people there are down-to-earth (albeit sometime annoying) and easy to get along with. Best of all, it’s rather near to my place, no OT or work on Saturdays and I don’t have to do any crap probation in retail.
Even though my work place is not situated in an exciting location in the city or in fact, close to any place where decent shopping happens, and I am sometimes horrified by the dreadful dress sense of some office workers… The unpretentious vibe is sometimes comforting and plus, I don’t have to battle the peak hour traffic just to get home.
I appreciates the comfort factor so much, I’m not sure if I have the guts to quit. I really kind of missed that “busy till I drop” moment, so crammed with informations and task I have to scribble everything down in my notebook lest I forget.
I hardly ever note down anything nowadays and for a scatterbrain like me, it shows a lot. Some days I feel so lost, sitting at my desk. I’m not sure what’s my purpose sitting here, if I’m on the right track to my future goals.
Plus I kept falling ill ever since I’m there. The Fengshui here must be really bad for me, man.
Musings, Work/Career22 December, 2007
