I concluded that, there really are good days and bad days at work.
What I mean by 'really', REALLY means that, there are days that I feel super motivated and highly efficient. There are also days that I hate the very core of what I do, the people I deal with, and the shit mess I have to clear for my predecessors.
And these emotions have nothing to do with PMS. Post or pre.
When the bad days hit, I seek solace in the alternatives I've drawn up for my exit strategy. I mope. I carry a sullen look around. I look stressed. There's a perpetual slight crumple between my eyebrows. I feel like I have a greater mission in life than suffering in silence HERE.
And the good days come. Appeal letters are replied swiftly. Customers are easy to talk to. Outstanding issues are within my control. I can see an end to the stuff I'm doing. I feel like I can be doing this for the rest of my life.
This is the song that never ends, it just goes on and on my friend...some people started singing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because... it is the song that never ends...
There is also a perpetual question I have that has no answer. Is it just work? Or is it me? Do I continue to sing the same song over and over and sees no end to the situation? When I go into another career, will the same song begin once again?
Sing, sing a song... Sing out loud... Sing out strong...
Sing of good things not bad... Sing of happy not sad...
Probably it's both.
ReplyDeleteSomeone told me recently that most Singaporeans aren't finding satisfaction in their jobs. And why not? This is because the economy is not growing which will become a major problem.
For me, today, my grouse is with the people we work with. Do they really care about us? It'll be better if they keep to their own lives rather than be hypocrites or kaypoh their way into mine.