about the job

about the job

in one article i read:

it's not unhealthy to not like your job. you don't really have to like your job. as long as the pay is damn 6-figures you do it right.

well, it's the other way round for yours truly. i like my job and i enjoy doing it right. EVEN when the pay is only fit for a slave dog. err, that's what some of my so-educated-on-human-rights friends thought. that my employer(s) underpaid their slaves workers.

the fact is, an extra hundred though some may deem small, it goes a long way here especially for a big spender student like me. i mean, who would buang give away a hundred bucks to you without anything in return if you don't consider your parents la kan. hehe.

the station that is assigned to me sometimes is the drive-thru order-taker. i lived my first year working this station. it was pretty boring actually and you don't get to talk or socialize as you'll be alone at the back of the store. the only time to chat was with the customers as you've got all their attention and they, yours. it definitely rocks when you actually chat to a total stranger about akademi fantasia right? especially when you find out that they watch it for the same reason your mother did. hahaha!

it is nice as you get to talk to the customers and cuci mata or mintak no telefon get to know them the way you won't be able to outside. it's really touch-n-go, man. some of them return, some of them might be the first and their last. yet, with a brush of fate, in less than a minute we exchange words that may change our lives. how you really don't judge them by their cars, be it real glam and fancy or even buruk bertompok-tompok.

this is where the rich meet the middle-class. where everyone is treated in the same friendly manner. the VIPs of special treatment here are only kids, pregnant mothers and the elderlies. all, queuing patiently with one same goal. speedy and food and service.

what more to say? i'm lovin' it!