Better Luck Next Time
As much as I told myself that I wasn't going to expect the call yesterday, I saw myself looking at my celphone every now and then for that unfamiliar number that would be flashed on the small screen of my celphone and someone from the other line would tell me to resign in this present job and join them in Makati.
But of course, the call never came.
I was really disappointed. I feel so down and out but I keep saying to myself that "At least I still have a job." I still get to keep the job that would require me to travel 6hours back and forth. I still get to keep the job where the building has no aircon. I still get to keep the job where I am being attack by ants, bees, spiders and whatever insects that crawls, flies and make weird sounds. I still get to keep the job where I get to see my very annoying aunt who still treats me like a 7 year old. I still get to keep the job where I get to get my salary when someone actually signs my check or else I won't get one at all. I still get to keep the job that is boring me to death.
On a lighter side of life, I still try to see the good points this job has to offer. One, it's a job. It's better than being a bum. Two, I have internet access, even if sometimes the connection is all screwed up. Three, there are still some good insects that come and make it a good day for me. Butterflies come in the office everyday and decorate my monitor. =) Four, I get to eat anytime I want. Five, I get to eat at my desk. Six, when our boss treats us for lunch, we have a three hour lunch period. Seven, no one bothers me when I'm at work. They just forget that I exist except when they need something from me. Eight, I can use the CD Rom for a CD player, though I have to bring my own earphones for it. Nine, I get to use the pettycash money that I'm keeping provided no one knows and I pay it back when I get my salary. And Ten, I only get to work Mondays to Fridays. I still get to play RPG on Saturdays and be with my family on Sundays.
I guess, I have to think about the bright side of it. I might be so tired by the end of the day, but I still have to be thankful that I get paid for the hard work that I do.
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