I will never know when is the right time to say the right words.
It has always been me, saying the wrong things.
What’s wrong with me?
The husband says it’s because i am too bossy. Am I? I didn’t realised it somehow.
What if i am really bossy when it comes to work?
To get the things done the proper way is consider bossy? I thought those were work ethics.
having a social network, has it pros and cons.
pros are you get to steal a moment from your work, relax, yada yada yada….
cons…. you get upset when you read about other people unhappiness about working with you indirectly.
isn’t this sad?
I have to still pretend nothing happen. Goes to work, face the same people, have lunch, work and wait for knock off.
I thought we were friends, at least to me i thought we were more than just colleagues.
i was wrong. colleagues will always be just colleagues isn’t it?
but i am pretty sure some of you out there are making friends out of colleagues. Just that it wasn’t me.
Ain’t my turn.
When i thought my work place was a dream come true. A perfect work environment.
Good Salary, Good Bonus, Great colleagues, Good staff welfare, Great environment.
Now, it’s tearing up pieces of my so-called dream come true work place.
I get to feel the pinch. Slap me back to the reality of work life here.
Back to the square.
This time round, I choose to stay or leave like how i ran away from my ex-ex company?
I am no longer the 20 years old fresh grad.
I am a mid coming late twenties professional hoping to find a comfort zone to start up my little family.
You won’t know what’s coming for you.
meanwhile, i need shoulder to lean on. Take a rest from everything.
Tired of all the so called society university. I will never graduate from it.
What should I Do?
Penniless in my pocket. No Cert. Have age.
p.s If life is like a box of candy, i wished mine is a box of wishes.
