Blogging from my workplace now. Break time. Some peace and quiet at last.
This is only my second job since coming out of Army some 3 years ago, but I already feel cursed to have such bad luck. I think that my choices in jobs have been bad ones so far.
Here’s some things that I have learnt about my colleagues, fellow workers, and the Environment here.
I feel that my colleagues have been putting up false pretences all this while. What started off as a childish-type of behaviour from my Malaysian colleague turned into a full-blown affair, with the other colleagues siding him (since he’s always bitching about everything but himself) but, 2 words. Who cares?
I’ve learnt that in this kind of harsh environment, the only way up is to stab people in the back, side, or front, to get to where you want to in this ladder.
Take William, production manager who hates my guts cos he thinks that I can’t work as a QC Inspector because I was formerly doing administrative work.
The bugger himself was doing administrative work HERE barely a year ago, speedily stabbing his way to the top, and now that he’s on top, he doesn’t give respect to other managers or supervisors, even though they showed him the ropes. And now, Siva, his henchman, upon being promoted to Supervisor, is beginning to act like him too, putting on airs and all. What gives?
So many problems this production has gone through, and it’s not gonna let up. I’m actually pretty much wiped out thanks to this ‘lobang’ from my friend. To say that I regret is an understatement. But, what’s passe is passe. Look forward, get my diploma, quit, join somewhere else and cross your fingers that you found a better job. After all, this is all just a stepping stone.
Alright, I think I shall call it off here. I’ll try to blog again soon. Meanwhile, my knee hurts bad thanks to the collision with Daniel yesterday. SWOLLEN!
