The Last Days
In a few days 2012 will be over. Whatever happened to the end of the world? More importantly, whatever happened to the rest of my year? Some things just don’t change. And that includes one’s procrastination. For the year of the snake, I intend to come up with a post and avatar
and PNG each month. For now, let us go down memory lane.
It was on my birthday when I got into a series of interviews which ultimately landed me a new job. It was a whole day of torture. Out of the four, two were panel interviews, with the last one surprisingly as the most intimidating. As for my celebrations, I had three, with three different sets of friends, too. Until last year, I have never gone out to celebrate, and most of the time I end up sulking for such stupidity.
Departing from my first job was, well, quite memorable. After all, it was my first. They played two multimedia presentations with one mostly showing me drinking. I had great and wonderful messages from my bosses, particularly one which simply said, “You’re already old, you already know what you wanna do.” Somewhere in that statement, was a curse. I’m pretty sure my scandalously boisterous laugh made a mark in my teammates. I left with no hard feelings. It was a choice carefully considered and planned.
By the time I get back
on January next week, I should already be a regular employee at my second workplace. The two performance appraisals came by with me hardly realizing it. The comments I received were very amenable. It’s gonna be a high road. Before I left for the Christmas break I almost died on this one project. In terms of people and the culture of the company itself, it’s quite different from what I have gotten used to. But what’s being a human for if you’re not able to adapt?