Dear Diary,
The job hunting has
stopped. I have gotten myself a temporary job that pays peanut but I am
happy doing it. It is cheap labour but as long as it keeps me happy
coming to work, I shall stay to complete the contract. I did not need to
go for any interviews for this job. I just needed to agree to work as a
hard labourer and the job is mine. It is a three months contract and
yes, this is a holiday job. Work starts at eight in the morning and ends
at whenever.
The people in the new workplace
are friendly. There are many temporary staffs as well and most of them
are way much younger than I am. I did not feel uncomfortable though
because the environment here is simply simple. I come to work and wait
for instructions. I do as per instructed and then I go home. When I got
home, I do not need to think about work neither do I have to dream about
work. It is a carefree holiday job that does not give me any pressure
at all.
I wear jeans, t-shirt and sneakers to
work. Ocassionally I would wear slippers. I do not join the crowd with
proper office wear anymore instead I join the blue collar crowd
nowadays. It is the nature of my new job that makes me relax I guess. I
do not need to iron my office wear clothes anymore instead I grab any of
my old scruffy levis jeans and any t-shirt to go along with it. If I am
too lazy to wear my sneakers, I would just slip onto my slippers. I do
not do my hair neither do I put on some make up to work because I will
get sweaty and dirty therefore there is absolutely no need to look
pretty.
On my first day, I was taught how to
fold some of the boxes used to pack the products. On my second day, I
was taught how to pack the products into the boxes and on my third day, I
was taught how to scan the products before packing them into the boxes.
It is a fun job suitable for people like me. I have gotten sick of
having a desk bound job. I have got fed up with a job in the air
conditioned office that promise me nothing but unhappiness. I am tired
of the rat race Diary and I ended myself in a warehouse. *grins* Now
what do you have to say to that?
The warehouse
is not an air conditioned warehouse but there are many wall fans that
can blow your wig off your head if you are wearing one. It is a good
thing that I wear my hair short. It can be very irritating having such
powerfull fans blowing your hair all over your head while you are trying
to get some work done. I am attached to Giraffe. She is a mother of
three and is a full time permanent staff of that logistic company. She
has a very playful character which makes me feel comfortable working
with her. I have fun at work.
At times, I
chuckle to myself watching Giraffe works because she has this funny
characteristic that only makes you want to be playful with her.
Everybody thought I was Chinese on my first day. I even had people
talking to me in Mandarin. It was the usual stuffs for me. I knew I had
it coming. I have been getting a lot of that since I was young. Anyway, I
like this job because I do not have to write any report neither do I
have to achieve any sales target. It is just me and the boxes. There are
a couple of things that I have to learn but it is not as difficult as
doing sales for banks.
The job is very physical
demanding less of my brain power. It is a simple job that gives me some
peace before I decide what do I do with my life. We are still
submitting the loans application. I had been hopeful and I am still
hopeful that at least one or two out of the many applications we will be
sending are successful. There is still a silent strong desire in me to
be my own boss, once again.
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