Tuesday, April 9, 2019

I'll Be Much Stronger and Less Nicer



I don't know what's going on with my playlist up there. It didn't play automatically, and even when I click the play next button, it just won't bother. I had to click to play any youtube video, the play next button, and only then the playlist will be alive. So yeah, help yourself if you're not a fan of reading in silence.

What do you call when you shed tears at the end of a working day? I call it a tough day. All because of the discussion with the IT team just now for the whole day. I've declined their invitation at first, but someone insists me to go so I did. And of course, I remind them so many times that I know nothing about whatever's going on there, so if they want me to do some checking on the data, they have to clarify everything to me, teach me the system one by one. 'Cause previously it was my superior who dealt with all this, and she never passed anything down to me. But when I asked them questions that a newbie like me would wonder, they gave me those face expression as if I'm already work there for 10 years and too stupid enough to not know everything! Not just with that vicious stare, some of them also were being sarcastic to me. How would I know that? Well, if you're in my shoes, you would know it. I was in that meeting room with those people for the whole day, being patience for every seconds. Until at one point when none of them fulfilled a curiosity of mine, I packed up my bag and bid them goodbye. Only then that philippines guy pretended to care "did you get it just now?", oh God, I was so angry to the point I hurriedly get out from there while saying "no, I didn't get the number 143 that you get, but forget it!", I then went downstairs and shed tears. The receptionist sister I'm close with saw me. And then my friend Nisa who left alone in the office noticed me too, she came closer and gave me comfort. I just...I cried a lot more and it sucks to hold back my tears. 

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