Three down, twenty to go

Wanted to post last night, but got too tired.

Bleh. I kinda regret taking this job now. Pay sucks, but that wouldn't make me regret taking too much. I already knew the pay when I took it. What's making me regret is the people, and that they're making me do.

First up, my job scope. It's boring the hell out of me. Photocopying, sorting out the photocopies, and entering the stuff on the photocopies into Excel. I could've done it when I was 12. BOOOOOOOOOORIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG. Give me something challenging to do, for crying out loud.

And then the people. All they ever talk about is colleagues and work. I don't know what they talk about 98% of the time. Want to chup in also cannot. And being someone as socially inept as I am, small talk isn't really my forte. I guess they figure I'm only there for a month, so no point getting to know me. This has got to be the only time I actually look forward to the end of break time and getting my ass back to work. At least time passes faster in my little cubicle. If not for MSN Web Messenger and whomever that bothers to talk to me when I'm online, I'd go insane.

Come every 6pm, a flood of relief washes over me as I hurry to get my ass out of there. When I plonk my ass down on the seat in the shuttle bus, it feels damn shiok.

I'm really looking forward to the weekend. Something I haven't done since I was a trainee at 160. An oasis in the middle of the friggin desert.

Twenty days more before my contract ends and I get paid. Can't wait.

Xiao Hong gets an honorifical mention here. Yesterday, on his second day of work, he tells me he's typing his resignation letter. Xiao Hong, YOUS ROCK!

posted by CompulsiveShopper @ 4:06 AM