Realization..!

As of today, I’ve realised some things in perspective.

One, I’ve never realised how anal librarians can be. With regards punctuality, share of work, and amongst other things. I never knew that they could be so judgemental and report everything to the higher ups so swiftly. This what we Singaporeans call ‘sabo-ing’, meaning to sabotage and also meaning to betray or jeopardise - "Because he sabo me, now boss mad at me!" If you begin to laugh at this junction, I will not take offense, because perhaps to a non-Singaporean, it seems comical. However the reality of sabo-ing, is not a good thing, especially to a Singaporean. I’ve realised that a particular nation is very open and honest and has to be genuine, and I agree for all those things. Yet, there must be some courtesy that must be understood to make the workplace…well…work! Communication is the key and yet there are none. The people of that nation say: “Be honest! Say what you feel!” But those in the library ever honestly do. They’re hypocrites and say what they think should be said, preferring to let the higher ups do their dirty work. If there was an issue, say it to the person’s face. Then there would be no need to bring in the higher ups. To the certain hypocrites in that establishment, go to hell.

Two, on another lighter, topic, for the record, Scones are divine. I love the taste of plain scones with strawberry jam and cream. YUM! As long as I can remember, I’ve always put the cream first, then the jam. But today during morning tea at the office, I saw my colleagues put it the other way around. Being naturally curious, I did the same. Ooh! The taste was so different!! I like the way the cream hugs the thick sweet jam and when I bit the scone concoction, it tasted divine! I’ll still do it the old way, though I’ll be eating it with the new way even more so! ^_^

Third, my current working environment, which counts as part of my unit, is a sort of dream job. The time is flexible and the people are great. I’ve realised that I would most probably be most happy in a job that is regular, though with flexible hours. I’m sort of in the middle. I wouldn’t be happy with a 9-5 job with strict hours and bosses. Neither would I be happy, being on tenterhooks regarding my next job and paycheck. I’m definitely an artsy person who’s slack and anal at the same time. Slack about time and particular about the work being done. Perhaps that’s a good thing; perhaps that’s a bad thing, I don’t know. But what I do know is that if I had a choice, I would definitely work for a firm that had flexible hours, and to do with the arts. I’d probably love my job to bits. But I know life isn’t fair, so I’ll have to trudge on with life until I can attain that dream job. Until then, may God help me.

Fourth, relationships come into the picture. In general, I’ve had lots of friendships and some romance. Two of my best mates in college will be going back to Singapore this weekend and I will miss them dearly. I know I’ll have a hard time keeping in touch with them, but I will sure try. Hope nothing will change over the time.

Mood: Farking Busy!