i got my salary.... i have a pc..i have table, chair...i have my own room...but i dnt have a telephone line....xperla.... syukur....
truth is, i feel soo alone....sunyi sangat....tkde kawn nk membebel...i really2 miss my division mates... dlu boleh peek at azam's place...and tortured him with my neverending-innocent-irritating questions (kau tgh watpetu? apasal slide kau warna ni? kenapa gambar tu senget, ko tgh baca blog kerrrrr..and so on), sometimes i simply stand up and talk abt the latest news in nst online & gave him my point of view (which, sumtimes he wasnt listening at all) or started membebel abt any boss or worker or counterpart frm other ministry dat irritates me.....
in d same time i had syidah...whom i truly adore. she has a knick of knowing abt many2 interesting facts... i miss sharing all d facts with her....or talk abt story books...or share abt d espisodes of our favorite astro english series.... i miss gossipping abt d bossess...and, most of all, i miss torturing azam with her.... and of course, there was min... d ever soft spoken lady.... i miss her calmnes...her prioritiness...gossipping with her is fun....
their presence in my division made everything bearable...frm mr. X, d big boss boss whom always gave directions dat will eventually made us in trouble, or has an idea dat is usually out of dis world or gave directions with baseless facts, to mr Z, d boss who is very2 oriented..but, always think out of the box dat evetually, will made us all search for all kind of information dat sumtimes, all of us think mr.X will NEVER understand (explaining things to mr.X can be quite challenging & tormenting, and sumtimes i feel like screaming)..
truth is, its quite tensed working there...but, with their presense, everything was bearable.... no matter how stupid or useless task we had to do, we did it anyway(after minutes of babling, gossipping & kutuking abt the stupidity of d task)...because,,we did it while we were laughing....dont get me wrong...all of us take our job seriously....its juz dat,when u r faced with task dat is sometimes stupid or directions that is clearly not worth it, and when u've wasted ur energy explaining d outcome of it & explaining all d other possible alternatives, but still, all fall on deaf ears, u juz have to do it....but, u have to laugh...if not, u'll ended being so stressed out..so, juz laugh abt it....and prepare d answer when other divisionS went berserk...
but in here, its a different story....ptd as a minority plays a significant role as well actually. im d only ptd on my floor. and currently, there are only 3 pegawai on my floor. the rest r not...and in 2 weeks time, its gonna be 2. and, frm dis 2, im 41. the other one is, my tkp. huhuuu...stress nyer..
im used to talk alot when i do my work... it helps me to focus.....and i need friends with me...i hate being alone.... huhuu....being an officer in here doesnt quite help actually. takde sapa aku nk ajak mkan....and, derang turun mkan pn x ajak aku....ke aku yg kena ajak diri aku dgn derang? tapi...nk ke derang mkan dgn aku? like me, i dont like to eat with my bosses. so, do they feel d same abt me? arghhhhh....
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