i made the call to the big boss and informed her i was leaving. no fuss no frills. just a simple "i would like to resign" affair, i thought. wishful thinking indeed.
she, true to form, screwed me inside out and upside down. all done very subtly - i can't say i was very surprised. i had been dreading making the call - would you expect any less?
i still stand firm by my decision to call her after the trip to the doctor's, had i called her any sooner, i would not have had the ammunition of 2 DAYS MC to argue my case.
anyway, now that i've sucked all the poison out of my life (where have i heard that phrase before? feeling: deja vu), the worst is over and i have but a new day to look forward to.
[plans are already underway, to take my dusty SLR out to play.] i rhyme i rhyme.
I GOT IT!
[mean girls. the ending: lindsay lohan waxes lyrical about sucking all the poison out of her life. *pats self on back* my mind works in ways quite beyond my comprehension. my memory for such trivia never fails to amaze, at times, and in favourable climates/atmospheres.]
though her taunt hangs over my head: are you responsible enough to give me 24 hours notice to find a replacement? which in layman's terms means: after your 2 day MC and off-day on wednesday, will you turn up for work on thursday?
HELL NO.
i would have liked to be (responsible), but 3 reasons.. no 4, keep me from doing so.
in order of importance
1) who in their right mind would show up to such a hostile 'welcome' after resigning? look sista, i never intended to throw you for a loop; right now you may be angry and disappointed, i can understand that.. but in the long run, you will (eventually) be grateful for my honesty in admitting to having zero passion for sales and not being able to give 100% at work.
i had every intention to stay for at least 6 months or longer, until uni next year but the longer i worked and the longer i procrastinated in quitting, the more unhappiness i was repressing.
some saw it, some didn't.
they said,"if you're so unhappy, why don't you just quit?" i was taking this job very seriously, and it's precisely because i was taking it so seriously that i decided to leave. imagine if i had stayed 7 months then decided to take off? would that have been a better decision?
due to your harshness in my plight and your adamant refusal to see the light (from my point of view), i can now turn the tables on you and declare: I AM THOROUGHLY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU.
2) i'm still sick and returning to work on thursday will only prolong the time taken for me to return to full health and regain the use of my voice (which i am sorely missing. ha ha get it? SORELY for the SORE throat.)
hardy har har to me. i know i'm not funny. no need to laugh people. no, really
*hands up in the air, wave em' around like you just don't care*
3) will i miss being put under 24 hour surveillance by the ever watchful S and M? ha ha. S&M. another pun unintended, but oh so hilarious. imagine their offspring if they ever got it on. okay, that's enough visuals to last me a lifetime
anyway, the answer is still a big fat NO.
i've had plenty of do's and don'ts these past 4 weeks, enough is enough.
4) i just can't go back.
my colleagues would be sympathetic enough, they're probably the only ones who get it. 1 confessed that she had been losing sleep just thinking about resigning for the past few weeks. 2 have resigned in the past month, 1 of which is just working till the end of the month. 1 was terminated last week for not showing up for 3 days consecutively. 2 are on leave because they are sick of the politics and the disorganisation that is the place, 1 of which says that if you don't see him after his vacation is over, it means he's not going to continue working there. the rest are hunting for other jobs or contemplating leaving as well, because of the prolonging of their confirmation letters and CPF.
there's no turning back now, just pitter-patter...
that's the sound
of me,
walking away.
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