I hate the job.
But I like my colleagues.
I want to quit.
But I need the money.
I know I'll be much more relaxed if I don't do the job. Just quit.
But a promise is a promise. Since I committed to it, I shld stick to it.
But I hate the fact that its only WEEK 3 and my READINGS ARE PILING!
I dragged myself to work after sch.
Monday, it'll be damn sian to wait for wk to start. Wed it'll be damn rushed cos lessons finish late and I have less than 1/2 hr to eat. Sun I'll have to forego my evening time, which can usually be spent slowly reading a textbk after TV. at least its better than nothing.
I hate that from the tone of the person on the other end of the phone I know he's not going to donate ever, and yet I still have to make myself finish everything I nd to say. I hate that even if the person gave me shit attitude I still have to sound nice and polite and end off with a Thank You. Thanks for what?! For your shitty and rude attitude?!
'Oh. I don't need to consider.'
'Sorry Sir, what do you mean?'
'I don't want to donate my money'
'Do you recall receiving the 2007 Annual Giving..'
'Oh that one ah, I don't want to donate. Ok.'
I hate that I'm letting all this affect me though its just a stupid job that I do to bring in extra money.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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