one more strike-off from my wish list!
it was a damn boring day at work till dar called. suddenly after a sweet dream abt our own toy poodle, he was dying to get ours. we were sick of waiting and waiting. the other pet shop which promised us a toy poodle bailed out on us. so just now after work, we went on a toy poodle hunt! scoured west to north and finally laid our eyes on our little baby. there and then, we became proud parents of a little baby toy poodle, our ELVIE!! (elvie as in 'LV' haha!)
my baby elvie is coming home on sunday!!!
22 November 2007
20 November 2007
Life has been rather miserable. Although id hate to have to blog and then read back abt my misery in the near future, i cant help but whine abt it.
Work has been AWFUL with a capital A. after our move from grange to faber house, my whole life has turned upside down. Not to mention, I have a peanut for an ex-boss. ive never ever shed tears over a job, but this time, its drastic. I don’t feel like there is any welfare left in this organization. Of course, im being extreme, but yeah tats wat ive been feeling lately. Basically, ive been throw from one sector to another, with no regards to my opnions nor feelings. Im practically working retail hours, and I have no say in it whatsoever. No doubt they mentioned its only for the first 3 mths, but its bad enough. Unfair treatment, wastage of time, etc. my working hours hav changed from alt half day sats to 3 full sats a month. Just burn my weekends pls. and don’t bother asking cos im gonna be fine with it rite? NOT. Privilege banking closes half day on a sat. den wat do I do after that? “just hang arnd the back office and see how branches work.” Thanks idiots. Why the fuck do I need to know how the back office of branches work. Why not send me to the technicians to let me see how the technical aspect of a bank works. Why waste my fucking time!!! Over and over again, ive been told bad news after bad news. Not a single news ive got since the move has been good. NONE.
The day they ask me to wear a uniform, is the day I throw in my resignation, I swear.
Im a freaking uni undergrad for gods sake. I don’t need to be thrown into this shit hole. I don’t need this job to survive. With my qualifications, I hav plenty of openings out there for me. the more I type and rant, the more I want to channel this energy into typing a resignation letter NOW. my block leave is 1 mth away and then I go for my well-deserved holiday in Taiwan. I get paid too. But honestly, im finding it sooooo hard to even last another week here. everyday im giving myself reasons to throw in my resignation. The only thing that’s holding me back, is the thought that I would not hav enough pay to survive my Taiwan holiday. And I don’t wanna leech off the bf. im thrown with more and more shit by the minute. Hell, im drowning in the shit alrdy. This whole issue is making me such a depressed girl.
Every morning, I open my eyes, and I dread the rest of the day. there is NOTHING at work that seems right. Nothing to make me look forward to the start of a new day. Ive never loathed a job more. Every night I go to sleep depressed cos theres work when I open my eyes. Every morning, I act like a child. When the bf wakes me up for work, the first words that come out of my mouth are “I don’t wanna go to work…” yeah, include whining too.
Basically, ive been plucked from the environment that ive gotten used to and comfortable in, and thrown into an environment that’s alien and hellish for me.
Dear god, save me from this hell-hole, please.
Work has been AWFUL with a capital A. after our move from grange to faber house, my whole life has turned upside down. Not to mention, I have a peanut for an ex-boss. ive never ever shed tears over a job, but this time, its drastic. I don’t feel like there is any welfare left in this organization. Of course, im being extreme, but yeah tats wat ive been feeling lately. Basically, ive been throw from one sector to another, with no regards to my opnions nor feelings. Im practically working retail hours, and I have no say in it whatsoever. No doubt they mentioned its only for the first 3 mths, but its bad enough. Unfair treatment, wastage of time, etc. my working hours hav changed from alt half day sats to 3 full sats a month. Just burn my weekends pls. and don’t bother asking cos im gonna be fine with it rite? NOT. Privilege banking closes half day on a sat. den wat do I do after that? “just hang arnd the back office and see how branches work.” Thanks idiots. Why the fuck do I need to know how the back office of branches work. Why not send me to the technicians to let me see how the technical aspect of a bank works. Why waste my fucking time!!! Over and over again, ive been told bad news after bad news. Not a single news ive got since the move has been good. NONE.
The day they ask me to wear a uniform, is the day I throw in my resignation, I swear.
Im a freaking uni undergrad for gods sake. I don’t need to be thrown into this shit hole. I don’t need this job to survive. With my qualifications, I hav plenty of openings out there for me. the more I type and rant, the more I want to channel this energy into typing a resignation letter NOW. my block leave is 1 mth away and then I go for my well-deserved holiday in Taiwan. I get paid too. But honestly, im finding it sooooo hard to even last another week here. everyday im giving myself reasons to throw in my resignation. The only thing that’s holding me back, is the thought that I would not hav enough pay to survive my Taiwan holiday. And I don’t wanna leech off the bf. im thrown with more and more shit by the minute. Hell, im drowning in the shit alrdy. This whole issue is making me such a depressed girl.
Every morning, I open my eyes, and I dread the rest of the day. there is NOTHING at work that seems right. Nothing to make me look forward to the start of a new day. Ive never loathed a job more. Every night I go to sleep depressed cos theres work when I open my eyes. Every morning, I act like a child. When the bf wakes me up for work, the first words that come out of my mouth are “I don’t wanna go to work…” yeah, include whining too.
Basically, ive been plucked from the environment that ive gotten used to and comfortable in, and thrown into an environment that’s alien and hellish for me.
Dear god, save me from this hell-hole, please.
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