Personal ANNecdotes

A quiet space where I can give my thoughts free play - - that's how I define my blog world.

It's like a virgin forest untrudged and undiscovered by wanderers. It's a silent land unseen by the world but, exists quietly and grows freely on its own.

This is my untrespassed lair in this world where I can freely express my thoughts without fear of judgment, bias and explicit anger from haters. 

(Before I continue my musing, let me just tell you that I am currently stuck in line waiting for my turn to order in the infamous Coco Milktea franchise. I hate long lines but, it just happened that I was waiting for my pizza order due in 20 minutes. Instead of waiting inside the resto, I've opted to run some errands and will be purchasing 3 milktea orders for me and my siblings.)

The beauty of being undiscovered is having the freedom to continuously grow, express and write down all those repressed thoughts in a nonchalant medium. I love nonchalance. 

In my current industry, you need to master the art of nonchalance. With the kind of politics and biases existing within, the best thing to do is just shrug your shoulders and pretend you don't notice. I am still waiting for my turn to be counseled. And, I cannot wait to tell my observations and things that I am grossly disgusted with in the current setup.

Some people do not deserve the early promotion. While, the others who deserve to rise up the ladder have been taken to the backseat. I am already aware that the leads vote to determine the best candidate to get the promotion. Honestly, this is an unfair way to justify who takes the higher position.

It's like a game of draw lots. The candidate who gets the most number of votes takes home the bacon. It's not a matter of who had done much to prove his or her expertise. It all boils down to a game of numbers - - the person who is most favored takes the bigger number of votes.

Sometimes, I wonder what the achievement document we send is for. Most of them, and not excluding my lead, can only see the high level perspective of things.

She kept on sending me emails every now and then pinpointing what could have been done here and there. I know I am at fault in some of them, but most are just itsy bitsy things that need not be highlighted.

I still have 6 excruciating months of bearing with this kind of vicious cycle. But, next year, the goal is to finally get myself out of the rat race and into the home-based working scene. Eventually, I'll find myself a passive income to keep my earnings growing until the day I retire.

For now, I'll leave my musing unto this page. My eyes are badly craving sleep now.