my first year anniversary blog entry in the corporate world
Dear Life,
It was my first year anniversary in my first corporate job last October 18, 2011. I cannot believe that I already spent a year waking up and going to work for more than 288 days of my waking life. Personally, it's like studying without the assignments but ten times the expectations, pressure and stress.
There are days when my mind screams "Oh how I looove to work!", Ethel style overflowing with Sheldon Cooper's sarcasm, and days when I catch myself smiling and saying, "I love what I do and I'll do better tomorrow" without malice, only pure determination.
By now, I already know the feeling of working really hard and working just for the hell of it. You get defensive and all aggressive when someone criticizes the work that you spent precious time perfecting - you feel smug proving them wrong, otherwise you just shrug it off.
The workload is literally taller than me. I was not complaining at first, but when the taller than me workload becomes the reason for my failures I realized that even stupid people know when to stop and take a break. I learned that when you get used to working and working and working, it becomes a self-destructive drug. I know it's too early for me to say, but at some point I saw myself evolving as a workaholic monster type of person - not good, not good.
People are nice but they love to talk about other people's personal life. I always try to keep it low on my personal transactions, interactions and other things that spell P-E-R-S-O-N-A-L. It doesn't feel nice people asking you various personal questions like they genuinely care... I think it's only a way to juice up the everyday office life.
But above all, I love the people in my department/division. I do not think I can handle the pressure if it weren't for them. Yes, we all have this unique idiosyncrasies most of the time, but they are decent and loving and I love them. haha, hey they better be touched when they read this (if ever they do). Even though sometimes I feel like being bullied (especially) or tasks are being (unjustly) thrown at me. I still love them in and out of the office, it kind of compensates with the amount of job that I currently have, the laughing and bonding time with them, it definitely makes my day.
It was my first year anniversary in my first corporate job last October 18, 2011. I cannot believe that I already spent a year waking up and going to work for more than 288 days of my waking life. Personally, it's like studying without the assignments but ten times the expectations, pressure and stress.
There are days when my mind screams "Oh how I looove to work!", Ethel style overflowing with Sheldon Cooper's sarcasm, and days when I catch myself smiling and saying, "I love what I do and I'll do better tomorrow" without malice, only pure determination.
By now, I already know the feeling of working really hard and working just for the hell of it. You get defensive and all aggressive when someone criticizes the work that you spent precious time perfecting - you feel smug proving them wrong, otherwise you just shrug it off.
The workload is literally taller than me. I was not complaining at first, but when the taller than me workload becomes the reason for my failures I realized that even stupid people know when to stop and take a break. I learned that when you get used to working and working and working, it becomes a self-destructive drug. I know it's too early for me to say, but at some point I saw myself evolving as a workaholic monster type of person - not good, not good.
People are nice but they love to talk about other people's personal life. I always try to keep it low on my personal transactions, interactions and other things that spell P-E-R-S-O-N-A-L. It doesn't feel nice people asking you various personal questions like they genuinely care... I think it's only a way to juice up the everyday office life.
But above all, I love the people in my department/division. I do not think I can handle the pressure if it weren't for them. Yes, we all have this unique idiosyncrasies most of the time, but they are decent and loving and I love them. haha, hey they better be touched when they read this (if ever they do). Even though sometimes I feel like being bullied (especially) or tasks are being (unjustly) thrown at me. I still love them in and out of the office, it kind of compensates with the amount of job that I currently have, the laughing and bonding time with them, it definitely makes my day.
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