It is popularly claimed that time sure flies when you’re enjoying every moment spent, be it a simple leisure activity like reading the last few pages of Harry Potter’s final book installment or plainly sipping your favorite coffee while people watching.
Oh yes, it has been over a year since I started a career in a relatively different industry; it’s not exactly the immediate venue of employment that will pop into mind for a hotelier degree holder such as myself. Don’t get me wrong, my intention to obtain mastery of events management remains at the top of my list however I don’t mind learning other things along the way.
No doubt that my first year (most of it) with this industry promoted a sense of social responsibility to ensure that there is a vast opportunity awaiting new bloods in the hospitality sector (partisan…haha) all the more reason for me to enjoy the projects endorsed to our team.
Candidly, it wasn’t all smooth sailing since there are neither perfect jobs nor perfect bosses but rather a mindset you instill in your head. Every time a hidden malady would begin festering with my Patience Meter, I try recalling a scene from the movie Devil Wears Prada wherein an employee delivered the line “I love my job, I love my job, I love my job” while her thoughts battle between a glamorous trip to Paris alongside with complimentary designer clothes or to just drop everything including the utterly horrible attitude of the boss.
I used to feel an unconditional passion towards my job regardless of the “abyss” sighs every time my pay slip arrives delivering the unfortunate news; Sometime ago, It didn’t really get to me when co-workers would rant about the unfair paying scheme, which they would call “Overworked and yet Underpaid Scheme” with the added burden of a snotty officemate whom we shall disguise under code name PMSS (Person Missing Social Skills). Well Ms. PMSS pretty much speaks for herself so there’s no need to elaborate and highlight that she lacks the innate likeability of a humane being.
I have to give my boss a huge credit for really trying to take care of me by securing a stable post in our team. Though, during our recent “yoh break” in some level I sensed her trying to bribe me with (so to speak) her future plans and I can almost feel her luring me into another contract agreement to extend my bond…sadly, I am no longer enjoying this industry. Pay is one thing, but above everything else the nature of the work itself no longer interests me simply because it’s not entirely the profession I had envisioned for myself.
Since my writing has become a bit rusty in the edges, finishing this entry took more time than I had expected to deliver. A week ago, I had all the intention to lament on the collective insights that’s been seething my unconsciousness. However, yesterday’s (Thursday) turn of events introduced a temporary madness in the likes of an emergency oxygen tank hopefully enough extension to last until the end of the year.
