So what's the trouble, then, you may ask? What has stirred the blogger's block from your fingers and why do they now dash across the keys, knowing what to press, what to type, where to go, what to do?
Well.
See, ever since I came to Singapore for work purposes, I had hoped for a job that I would enjoy with my colleagues. I had longed for a job that outings with my work colleagues are common place and that I would actually even enjoy it as well. I would have friends and I would know these people more than just an acquaintance that I meet at work on a daily basis. That they are not limited to just workmates but they were also my friends.
Yeah. And I found it. I found friends.
I found people that I could connect to on so many different levels. I found people that I could sympathise with, could tease, could laugh at and with, could sit down and have serious discussions about what's going on and what's going to happen next and I found people that were...just like me.
And it was nice to know that its not just me in the world fighting each day alone.
As much as I like to talk about how much I like my own space and that I would prefer that to company, its nice when you have a bunch of people that you can hang around with and crack stupid jokes and have a decent time without having to descend to holding a mouse and clicking keyboards to get rid of some rage. Although I seriously don't see why I shouldn't be playing FPSs all over again. Good good good solid stress busters. But I'm supposedly having my exercise programme for that, right?
But I digress. Again.
The Office had a meeting yesterday after having been in a depressingly low state and after having failed to even BREAK even for the past 1.5 years, upper management have decided to take harsh, decisive action.
Which meant that all my newly found friends, are now out of a job.
The statement to "pack your bags and go" was delivered right before lunch time and we all wandered around in various states of shock for the whole afternoon. Some people literally packed up and left, never to be seen again. Others, we talked to in hushed whispers about how they felt and what they were going to do from now on and whether they had any plans.
It was interesting seeing the reactions of people coping with redundancy.
Some joked incessantly about how they hated the boss and how they would be trying to find different lines of work now and ludicrous ideas of craft shops and massage parlours wafted through the air like so many pipe dreams. Some kept quiet, smiling at suggestions and then returning to their comfort food of choice - MacDonalds. Let's face it, we all had MacDonalds. And whenever I have a meal at Maccas that costs more than $10, I'm definitely comfort/stress eating.
The afternoon passed quietly. Almost too quietly. Too little jokes interspersed in the air, too little laughs for a place that I actually wake up and look forward to going to in the morning.
And today, the Office remains even more quiet. There's a grand total of 4 people in the Office and one of them is going to leave soon too, as soon as he finishes up for the month.
And then what? What's next?
I don't know. I really don't.
And to think, having lived through enough uncertainty in the past, I would be comfortable with this but I guess not. There are just some things that you never really get used to.
Few things that do need to happen though. I need to get out of the place where I'm staying at the moment and I need to move to somewhere else. And then I'll need to really start monitoring my budget a lot tighter than what I'm doing now. Talk about putting up extra notches in the belt, eh? And I might need to start job hunting, as the desperation of the company to keep afloat might start to extend to the rest of the team, me included.
Ah well. Less food, more weight loss, hm?
FSCK. This is depressing.
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