I survived!
Oh yes, I survived through "hell". "Hell" of working 13 hours per day from this Tuesday up to Friday in order to rush something which is supposed to end by Friday. And in the end? The work was not completed due to its excessive quantity. And now I have to survive through the fear that my boss will ring me up anytime (even during weekends' & public holidays) to get the status on the work.
The evil side (& the side I always favor) tells me the exact same thing I've been posting here in my blog since my last job : This job sucks. What's more, I have a crazy workaholic boss who ignores rest time & public holidays to get things done. I'm definitely overworked and this has caused huge impact on my health (since I've been suffering from fatigue & headache for the whole week already). I'm getting slightly out of my mind already with all these workload until I have to go to Google and start searching for "how do I love my job". And it failed miserably regardless of what motivational articles I read. I'm beginning to fear (and hate) going to work. I always feel that the 2 days off on weekends' is insufficient for me although this is considered good as compared to other people who need to work on Saturdays. I have not been going online or doing other leisure stuffs for the whole week already as my daily routine for the week (or should I say, since I started work?) is sleep, wake up, work, work, work, back home, eat, sleep. Don't even have time to post something up here in my blog when both my body (& spirit) is down the drain, and when I needed to vent all my frustration out. Due to this, all unsatisfaction & frustration is kept deep inside, simply left lying around & waiting for a time to "explode". And I'm not sure when will it happen.
On a brighter side (and the side I always do not fancy)....
It's not easy to get another job now, what's more with the current economic slowdown and mass retrenchments you see everyday in papers. As such, since I already got myself a stable job (yes, this job is stable enough to strive through all the nonsense going through the economy), it's best for me to persevere in this and work on as if nothing happen (I clearly doubt I can do this). Besides this, when thinking from a different perspective, my current boss have his own boss on top too. He is not the owner of the company, and he has his own superior to report to as well. As such, sometimes I feel "slightly" pity for him. Pity him that he has no life besides working (he's at his 40's and still single, by the way). Sometimes I wonder, if I continue working on a frenzy like this, will I end up being like him? He's like a reflection of myself in another 20 years or so, if I continue to work like this. Well, one thing is for sure, his boss is one lucky man.
Tomorrow will be a replacement holiday due to Thaipusam falling on a Sunday, and this is definitely a good consolation for me to get more rest to continue the "fight" next week. And from now on, I guess the only personal & leisure time I have is on the "little" weekends' I have at the end of every week. And that is at the expense of suffering for 5 working days first.
Ohh my dear Pelfy, now I consider to become a journalist already. Too bad IT doesn't fit well with journalism.
Oh yes, I survived through "hell". "Hell" of working 13 hours per day from this Tuesday up to Friday in order to rush something which is supposed to end by Friday. And in the end? The work was not completed due to its excessive quantity. And now I have to survive through the fear that my boss will ring me up anytime (even during weekends' & public holidays) to get the status on the work.
The evil side (& the side I always favor) tells me the exact same thing I've been posting here in my blog since my last job : This job sucks. What's more, I have a crazy workaholic boss who ignores rest time & public holidays to get things done. I'm definitely overworked and this has caused huge impact on my health (since I've been suffering from fatigue & headache for the whole week already). I'm getting slightly out of my mind already with all these workload until I have to go to Google and start searching for "how do I love my job". And it failed miserably regardless of what motivational articles I read. I'm beginning to fear (and hate) going to work. I always feel that the 2 days off on weekends' is insufficient for me although this is considered good as compared to other people who need to work on Saturdays. I have not been going online or doing other leisure stuffs for the whole week already as my daily routine for the week (or should I say, since I started work?) is sleep, wake up, work, work, work, back home, eat, sleep. Don't even have time to post something up here in my blog when both my body (& spirit) is down the drain, and when I needed to vent all my frustration out. Due to this, all unsatisfaction & frustration is kept deep inside, simply left lying around & waiting for a time to "explode". And I'm not sure when will it happen.
On a brighter side (and the side I always do not fancy)....
It's not easy to get another job now, what's more with the current economic slowdown and mass retrenchments you see everyday in papers. As such, since I already got myself a stable job (yes, this job is stable enough to strive through all the nonsense going through the economy), it's best for me to persevere in this and work on as if nothing happen (I clearly doubt I can do this). Besides this, when thinking from a different perspective, my current boss have his own boss on top too. He is not the owner of the company, and he has his own superior to report to as well. As such, sometimes I feel "slightly" pity for him. Pity him that he has no life besides working (he's at his 40's and still single, by the way). Sometimes I wonder, if I continue working on a frenzy like this, will I end up being like him? He's like a reflection of myself in another 20 years or so, if I continue to work like this. Well, one thing is for sure, his boss is one lucky man.
Tomorrow will be a replacement holiday due to Thaipusam falling on a Sunday, and this is definitely a good consolation for me to get more rest to continue the "fight" next week. And from now on, I guess the only personal & leisure time I have is on the "little" weekends' I have at the end of every week. And that is at the expense of suffering for 5 working days first.
Ohh my dear Pelfy, now I consider to become a journalist already. Too bad IT doesn't fit well with journalism.
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