The Post which is Bang

Long time no see Internet!



Well for the past weeks, you would have seen or heard me boastfully proclaim that this weekend would be my last week at Starhub after three and a half month tenure. The pay's decent, the work's simple, but the learning experience is limited and the hours are deadly.

This goes to show that even the best of us must swallow our words from time to time. For those who don't know yet, I've done an amazing U-turn to extend my employment for another month.



It may seem a little absurd, or even hypocritical, that I have decided to continue work at a job which I continue to lambast every now and then for its sheer amount of hours of mind-numbing work.

The last time I spoke to Sean, I dubbed it "digital age hard labour". Yes, I know this sounds snotty and a little disrespectful to my colleagues, but the combination of facing a computer for ten hours a day, for five months, right after National Service, isn't the best preparation for a challenging university life ahead.



After much consideration and advice from my parents (read: nagging from my mom), I thought it would be more prudent to continue working for the time being.

And the four simple equations I've learnt in my brief flirtation of leaving work is:

A) Shitty Job > No Job

B) Shitty Job > Shittier Jobs out there

C) Slog hard at Shitty Job = Money

D) Money = :D



There were a few other ironies that came with the end of this saga. I've managed to keep my plans of leaving really really quiet. I wanted my supposed last day of work to be dignified, quiet and no frills. Funny enough, when the word got out that I've decided to extend, people started to hear about it and asked me why I wanted to leave (when I already said I'm staying).

And the very last cruel joke played by Karma Police would be that, shortly after I told my boss I'm staying on, he told me that a big bunch of my closer friends in Starhub will be leaving the company, ON THE VERY SAME WEEK AS I WANTED TO LEAVE.

Owned.



On a totally random note, to give myself a well deserved present (I'm really not ashamed to say that, haha) I bought myself Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2!

Not that this game is brand new, but I've been yapping about how much I love it and how badly I want to buy it. I had a mini orgasm when I picked it up on the shelf and paid for it. I'm playing it on my free days and getting a real kick out of it. Hooah! :D



Alright gotta get back to work. I was drafting this post during those killer PM shifts at work. I hope my boss doesn't read this.