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Tuesday, September 14, 2010
[Mixed feelings...]
Over the past year, I thought several times about quitting my job. What I am doing right now is basically glorified copy-and-paste. I thought about quitting whenever I can't stand how boring it was. This one time, during a transition period, I thought about quitting because I was being backed into a corner.
Sometimes I imagined striking the lottery. With no money issues, I could quit. Or I could stay on as a means to pass the time, except that this time, I would take shit from nobody.
I thought I would be happy.
Now that I've actually tendered, I don't feel happy at all. I feel sad and apprehensive. Sad because I would be leaving behind many great colleagues who are now friends. If you think about it, in a typical week, you actually spend more time with your colleagues than you do with your loved ones. Apprehensive because, there are simply too many unknowns at my new workplace. Yes, I secured a job before I resigned from my current one. Of course.
An unusual number of coincidences happened during this period:- I was told to wait for the re-organisation because a new department would likely be created and there would be a more suitable position for me then. I waited for a year. It didn't look like it was going to happen. I decided to start looking outside for something else. The day I went for the second interview was the way I heard that plans of the re-organisation would be announced.
- The day I was told my new job scope (which I disliked), was the same day I received the new job offer.
- The day I sent back the signed offer letter, was the day I learned that everyone would be getting a salary increase. Either way, I lose. If my revised salary is higher than what I'd be getting at my new job, I lose. If it is lower, I still lose, as I could have used the new figure as a higher baseline and gotten higher pay at my new workplace.
- I was told not to resign until I pass the required medical and security clearance. But if I didn't resign, I would have to start taking over duties related to my new job scope. I decided to wait, in case I became that very joker who failed his medical and couldn't sign for a new football club (see earlier posts). This meant stalling for time and not taking over the duties for now. I realised this morning that I couldn't hide it anymore (things were happening and I can't stall anymore) and so I told my new supervisor about my situation and how I was waiting for them to call me back to tell me that I passed the medical so I could resign and move on. While I was explaining to him, they called me. The call came at the most ideal time. I tendered my resignation in the afternoon.
One thing that I am looking forward to, is buying a new phone. I think the new Nokia N8 is coming soon. Guess I'll wait for that while I look into HTC's range as well...
What the hell happened to this country?
Why are we planning important milestones of our lives based on whether or not can we get a flat? Shouldn't such things be decided when we are ready? How did things evolve to the point where we need to pray for a bone from HDB?
And why is getting a new flat a gamble these days? What was the purpose of HDB? Why was it formed? What was its mission? Did it fail us?
Didn't they want us to live near our parents? What happened? Why didn't I get a ballot number even?
What the hell happened?
^^^ by Locksley @ 9:03 PM.
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