This was the first weekend I had to myself. Completely to myself. No work to think about, no worries that the coming Monday would be another "fire fighting" Monday, no concerns about work.
I know I had all that time before I found my part-time job in Dec2004. And perhaps I should be thankful. But I've been thinking about my previous work. And I think I miss it, a little. All those client meetings, RFPs to rush, manpower to plan & allocate, events to run, campaigns to execute & track..... excitement! adrenaline! stimulation! And the rush & satisfaction that comesof working amongst like-mind, progressive, forward-thinking indivudials.
I suspect this train of thought throughout the weekend is directly because of my first week at my contract job's HQ. I've been thrown amongst people, heartlanders, that'll have a hard time working for MNCs because they are fixated on the small things. The tiny things. The miniscule things that are their fucking world and they can't see beyond their noses.
It's hard to keep myself from saying something scathing. I did though and I don't like it much when that part of me comes out, because when it does, I don't hold back. One stupid woman got the brunt of it when I couldn't contain myself any longer. I was seated at her terminal only for that day and she kept repeating "Don't change any programs".
Now, I'm normally polite. I've had plenty of strangers comment that "no need to be so formal, lah". But hey, I was brought up to say "please", "thank you" and to ask nicely whenever I asked for something.
So back to this woman. Even though I said ok, I don't intend to change anything, she kept repeating herself and it got louder and more commanding. I finally turned to her and retorted in my bitch voice "WHY should I ever want to change any of YOUR programs?"
When I get that stroppy, it's all over my face. Disdain will sleet from every pore. Irritation in my every syllable. With a look that says "My, are you stupid or what?" And yes, I'm not very nice if you trigger that response.
The MasterChief is another issue. If I go back to corporate, I won't be able to take off and spend time with him, not as easily as a contract/part-time employee.
Decisions, decisions, decisions........
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