Anger Management
One month, two weeks, fourteen hours, thirty four minutes and twenty five seconds.
That was how long it took me to finally get a job since coming to Singapore. It's a temporary full-time job at Amoz's previous workplace. I'm an assistant to this lady and I have to do some administrative work with her. Basically stuff like data entry, making phone calls, and a lot of other miscellaneous tasks which I don't even know about yet.
To be honest, I was a little bit surprised to get a phone call from this company, seeing that I sent my application back in December. Perhaps the reason why I found this surprising was because I had sent in so many different resumes and job applications to different workplaces, I was expecting something else. The last place I expected a job offer was from this place. I thought they had either forgotten me or have no need for a temp worker. In any case, here I am, with this job which I never expected to become mine.
To tell you the truth, I never really panicked about getting a job. Sure, I felt guilty about not working, but c'mon, who wants to work? I'm sure everyone who has done some kinda job would agree with me. Well, at least the 'normal' ones. ;P
Anyway, the reason why I didn't panic was simply because I knew that God had a hold of this situation and if I tried to 'force' something out, it might have been catastrophic. See, if God didn't want me to be a teacher, He wouldn't have allowed me find a place to work. Even if there was an opening, I'm sure there would be complications along the way like the distance factor, perhaps an unfriendly environment, or it could be really tiring. If I didn't have the grace of God, anything and everything could go wrong if I chose to force it. So I left it to God. And by His grace, I have been given this job and I will work my bum off to glorify His name. Who knows, maybe they'll love me and would be tempted to pay me more for my hard work. All in all, it's all in God's hands and there no need for me to worry. I'm just glad that He is guiding me to all the things He has prepared for me.
I start work on Monday, and the hours are 9am to 6:25pm. It seems quite long, but if I'm working hard, I don't think that will be an issue. Time will fly, hopefully.
Well you see, I am willing to go the extra mile for any task. It's in my blood. The only 'problem' in this is that I don't want to be underpaid for my hard work again.
Back in year 10 in Australia, I did work experience at Coles Supermarket and I quite literally worked my butt off. You could say it was on the verge of falling off :P Ok ok, metaphorically speaking, I worked my butt off.
Maybe it was because it was a good way to kill time, but I think it's who I am. When I've been given a task, I will make sure it's complete to the best of my abilities (Then there are some exceptions but let's just ignore them for now XD ) . Unfortunately, they weren't able to pay me more for my hard work because it was just 'work experience'. They even told me that they wished they could pay me more, but they couldn't (yeah, right). And as a result, I got my measly $5 per day wage. Sure, I was upset. Seeing that I work twice as hard as the other work experience kids, yet we all got paid the same.
I remember one kid telling me, "Hey! C'mon, there's no need to do that. Just leave it and we can go take a break."
I replied, "We're supposed to be working now. This is what we're supposed to do. If you want to take a break, you can go." He left after I told him that and I continued.
My point is, after this 'experience', I told myself that I didn't want to be underpaid, like that again, for my effort. If I'm gonna work, I'm gonna work hard. So they better be good when it comes to the payment because what I'm giving them is my best work. I guess it's in my blood to work hard. I dunno about my other family and relatives, but it's definitely in mine.
And so this is my plan of attack for this job. It's very long to work nine hours and twenty five minutes. For my first job, I reckon it's really long. Oh well, it'll be fun!! No need to worry! =D
On a completely different note, I've been watching episodes of 'Whose Line Is It Anyway?' on peekvid dot com and I have to say that are still the best TV comedy series on television. I haven't seen the original British version of the show, but the US version is still the funniest TV comedy series I've ever seen. All the other 'wanna-bes' are no where as good as them. Ok ok, maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit. But these guys are consistent in every episode. So hats off to the comedians of Whose Line Is It Anyway? I recommend you watch it if you haven't seen it before. And even if you have seen it before, I recommend you still watch it.
Labels: Work
6 Comments:
i keep on wondering what's the next title you're going to put on...
me too.
very soon, you'll run out of titles...
haha, bozo please write some more about your nasty experiences in singapore.
As Homer says... "Lisa, if you don't like your job you don't strike. You just go in every day and do it really half-assed. That's the American way."
If you're getting paid $5/hr, why work really hard? Shouldn't the company get what it pays for?
well, i've done some calculations and found out that i'm getting paid roughly $6 an hour...
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