It's been quite some time that I've not felt like I've got 'free time' at work.
Since the re-organisation, waveloads have been coming in. Be it processes, customers, complaints, appeals... name it, and 80% of the time you've got it or is handling it.
Please do not, absolutely think that I'm in an ORD mode already. I've had 'free' stretches like these ever in the course of work, so it's nothing unusual.
From the time I stepped into JTC on 18 Dec 2006, I've probably had more thoughts of leaving than staying. Despite these thoughts, God had preserved me in this place till today. Strictly speaking, till Aug 2009. And as I grew in this place, it saw me through quite tremendous changes in my life. Change of marital status, bonding with the youngest set of colleagues I've worked with to date, and appreciating the whole spectrum of processes and policies in a government agency setting.
With the 1 year no pay leave in sight, it could well be the final farewell to my career in JTC. Who can foretell the future right? As I count down to this last 1.5 months in the skyscraper in Jurong, I also look back on the (non)contributions, colleagues, complaints, COT/COCs, customers etc, that have left a significant imprint in my life these past 2.5 years.
Readers have often left my blog thinking that I hate my job. They probably don't realise that it's more of the writer's own idiosyncracy to be expressing herself in a certain unenthusiastic and cynical way. It is not necessarily reflected in her life the same level of pessimism and negativity.
The conclusion is, I don't dislike my job. Like how my better half always say, how many people can truly claim to love or like their job? It is already a blessing if you do not dislike it. Perhaps I am just prone to expressing my thoughts when I am down, and good times are left unrecorded and buried in the depths of memories. It is only with departures and separations (again, negative occurrences) that the emotional writer will dig the happy strains out of her puny brain to offload.
And I love my colleagues. Which is nothing new. I've always loved the colleagues I've worked with in all my previous jobs. And always stayed in contact too. The only bridges I have no qualms about burning are probably with bosses whom I want to prove that I am beyond what they thought me to be.
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