Crossroads

I sealed my letter gingerly on this Mon, with a tinge of trepidation. The deed is finally done! I grinned from ear to ear.

At the crossroads of my career. It's been 2 years, well just a few weeks short, that I have stepped fully into the corporate world. Dreary after 1 yr plus of same, boring routine work, I decided to leave. Yes, I am going to miss the familiar environment, the laughter of my colleagues and the non-sensical jokes we poked at each other.

Yet, ahead lies the road of freedom, all I need is my ability to soar as high as I want and as much as I want. Even if I fall, I am contented, as my future is solely and purely in my hands. Hopefully, I will not be constrained by traditional and bureaucratic practices in the new place.
On Tues, my VP called me for a chat about my work. But well. Later that morning, I handed in my letter, waiting for quite some time till my manager was free to have an uninterrupted word with her. Somehow she took it stoically and calmly, to my relief, when I told her that the letter was my resignation letter.

Then we proceeded to see the asst VP but she rejected my letter! Both my manager and my asst VP asked me to stay and consider moving to other positions as part of a learning experience. Yes, seriously I was very tempted. It's been my dream company so far, the ultimate of anyone hoping to latch onto a big local media company and build a media career. After all, size speaks volumes.

So I took back the letter and promised to give it further thought. However, the outcome would actually be the same. I really have to leave. The new opportunity is an extremely good one and if I dont leave now, I would be too tied down by other aspects of life or obligations to leave and experience new things.

So that's it. I am leaving.

1st piece of gossip

Someone encouraged me to write some gossip today. Haha. So here it goes... It's about this person at work who gets on my nerves each day. Thankfully (I hope) she's becoming more used to the work and do not bother me that much next time.
STOP.

As soon as I thought this, I was proven wrong. I could have gone off work at 6.30pm all ready and gearing but I had to stay till 6.45pm to explain to her how to do things when she's already taught. I am totally amazed. I think if I didnt help her, I would still be at work after 7pm.

Goodness.

Okie, why does she gets on my nerves? She likes to whine!! Act bimbotic and brainless and just whine and whine and whine and whine. I suspect her background in IT sales has to do something with her whining. Previously she worked with mostly guys and I guess they would do a girl's bidding but too bad, now she has to work with ALL girls. Pls, show off your independence! The second thing is probably her hubby-to-be is 10 years older than her, so she would be more pampered. Hmm... Get off my back I say.

I am only touching the surface here. In the past 2 months, there was this daily, incessant question of "Why isnt the printer printing?", "Why is the printer taking so long? How?"... Erm. First and foremost I must clarify that I am not working as Helpdesk. Secondly, we are running on network printers so definitely at times the printing will be slow! If this happens everyday, just get used to it and dont ask me DAILY why the printer is slow... What am I supposed to do? Print using my body? If it is really not working, you can also call Helpdesk!

Goodness. At times I just pretended I couldnt hear or even give this "So?", "Then?" look to her.
Sigh. People.