Thursday, November 23, 2006

Life at work

Being the rose among the thorns and being termed 'Sang Puteri' is something I'm beginning to get accustomed to. This state is a big place, and travelling to smaller towns take about 2 hours. Many times, I'm the only girl, or non-uniformed member in the office van or car, but the others sure treat me like a princess, giving me the whole front row to myself in the van. Almost every time there is an invitation to a work related function, at the dinner, I would be the youngest and only lady at the allocated table. Most of the time, after relishing the delicious variety of food, one by one, every other person around the table would light up a cigarette and take a puff. There I would sit and be forced to inhale polluted air. Could I take my leave, even for a short while? I don't think so...how could I before the the VVIP takes his..Forced to sit at the table while the others discuss matters of their age in their line of service, I would be forced to fake a smile and nod every now and then to imply that I was there. Then I would return reeking of cigarette, which I why I make it a point to carry a tiny bottle of perfume in my handbag. But this is just part of my job...wouldn't the world be a better place without cigarettes ever tried!

It sure feels like a man's world in the top level of this field, but only in this department in this state, I suppose. My batchmates in other states have more women company. Nevertheless, the office staff consist mainly of women, and they are pleasant to work with. That kind of makes up for things.

Sometimes, work tends to get a little not so enjoyable, difficult too, because of my inexperience,and I feel like a tiny fish in the open ocean, and I'm not exceptionally passionate about what I'm doing if compared to my personal goals...which makes me wonder whether this is really what I want in life...but i do realize it's too early to answer that question. Being surrounded by pleasant people here at work, but none that I could really trust and share with or someone to really call a friend, it can get really lonely, although I always have smiley faces for company at work...but who knows what's behind those smiles...But God is good all the time...Last week when I began to feel a little down, my senior, from my hometown to (head of a different division) in the office gave me a call and gently pointed out some things to take precaution of at work - things that I was not aware of..He even assured me that I could always go to him for guidance, which made me feel like I found myself a mentor..He needn't have told me those things,but the fact the he did, made a difference, and things didn't feel so bad after all, after that. Although he is also one of them who smokes at the table, at least I have a 'friend' as far as work is concerned.

I'm also learning that I need not always take the blame,especially when it's not my fault, when people throw the ball to my division. Being new, others try to sweep all rubbish under my department's door when things don't turn out right..and I have the tendency to just accept it, and apologize. Besides, it's something that I have been practicing over the years in my personal life, but it's time to change....I thank God that here at work, I have very supportive staff, who speak up with me for our division, when it's our call to do so. Even my 'mentor' spoke up for my division once when complaints were hurled by a customer against a new staff. It made me realize that it's not always about accepting the blame or not, instead, I little explanation can go a long way for the better. God is teaching me quite a number of personal lessons through work.

Today is the last day for practical training for two college girls in my department. Just got them two little gifts from the 7-eleven outlet neat office as there are no giftshops around. Thankfully, there was something cute in the store. They are around my age, and we chit-chat every now and then about handphones and clothes, etc..They reminded me a lot of my times as an industrial trainee back in Kluang. I tried to be a nice as I could to them, as nice, or (if possible, even nicer) as my supervisor was to me back in Revertex. Industrial training should be a time of learning, but also an enjoyable part of college life. Mistakes can always be found in freshies, myself included, but patience and guidance is the key to correction. I'm really going to miss them. They were very helpful in the office work and never complained...I'll have another new trainee coming in next month...Looking forward to her,..or him.

Ok, got to go....Till i write again. Take care and God bless you.

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