When it comes to attendance, I’m up to it… Since I started school never did I absent myself, simply because I hate to miss or skip class… Frankly I am not that witty but in terms of attending class I usually have a perfect attendance if not 1 or 2 absences for the entire school year (which rarely happens) and this has been my attitude up to now… I never skip work unless it is a must, I’d rather re-organize my schedule if manageable. Even I’m sick, I do force myself to go to work because I hate being absent… This is how I give importance on things that requires me and my time… But nobody seems to notice it, well I’m not asking for any recognition but sometimes you have to consider it…
Just earlier, I got upset… A colleague of mine who just came back from annual leave and who’s my reliever when I am out is asking for a week’s leave --- again… I have nothing against it because the reason is justifiable which I understand... While to contrary I swiftly whisk to sudden sadness as if a solid stone hit me because I have a planned trip, a trip that I have waited for quite long --- all set and paid --- NO REFUNDS… So what the hell I am going to do with that --- We’re not rich to waste such huge amount or just let my husband go and leave me behind…
The BIG BOSS wants a 100% assurance that my post will be filled while I am out of station… And so the story goes and now it’s OK --- I will be traveling soon…
So why be upset if things were finally sorted… I just hate it when something negative comes my way as if I am obliged to adjust. If only I could I would but the thing is it’s not that easy, so why to be trapped in between, why I have to suffer the consequence --- damn it… This incident started to ruin my excitement and mood --- what a hellah reward to someone who seldom goes on leave… SOMEBODY POINTS THAT IT’S MY FAULT --- whaaaattttttt!!! God gracious, why put the blame on me…
If I don’t have a family to support financially and if only I have enough funds, I’d rather quit and settle with my own business or be a stay at home wife and start to focus on our plan to have our own family. Sheeeeessshhhh, How I wish we’re super duper rich so that I don’t need to work as a slave in this corporate world and be the boss of my own self… Well the reality is I wasn’t born with a golden spoon…
THANK GOD I AM STILL SURVIVING…
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