Okay, when it comes to career, I have none ... None to be proud of, that is ... Since end-2018, I have been jumping from one annoying job after another ... Let me take you on a journey of Brainjuice's meandering job-hop ...
Right after I was laid off in September/October of 2017, I got a job at a local RM2 retail chain store ... I lasted only two months at the job ... Didn't even give any notice ... What happened? The supervisor raised his voice at me for not doing a proper job ...
After that, I found a job at a local restaurant/cake chain shop ... I lasted three months at this job ... Also didn't even give any notice ... What happened? I can't even remember what it was, but I'm pretty sure it's something petty ...
After that, I spent a few months doing nothing ... If I'm not mistaken, I was in occupation limbo for more than six months ... It's during this time that I wrote my second novel ...
I re-applied at the restaurant/cake-shop ... This time I lasted yet another three months ... But, this time I also wanted to make sure I end my so-called career at the restaurant/cake shop properly ... So, I handed a one month's notice, even though I'm pretty sure I could just hand in a week's notice since I wasn't confirmed ... I said my goodbyes properly before I checked out ... What happened? I just got bored actually ...
For a couple of months, I was in occupation limbo again ... Then, sometime in March 2019, I got a job doing online research for a Netherlands-based web-hosting firm, though I'm pretty sure that that is just their registered office and they are actually based either in Serbia or Croatia ... The job is good, I enjoyed doing it, mainly because I just sit at the dining table at my mother's place and could just be in my jammies or not having to brush my teeth because my work is just online ... Because they work local time, I worked from 3.00pm to 11.00pm Malaysian time ... It was really an easy job and the reason why my mother ponied up the cash for my mini laptop ... But my supervisors were very demanding ... They wanted me to work fast and they don't tolerate mistakes ... What happened? I worked slow and made many mistakes ... I only lasted at this job for two weeks before I was unceremoniously fired ...
Pretty soon after that, I got a job as a sales assistant at a boutique near my place ... The job is as easy as ABC ... All I had to do is tail customers around until they pick the clothing item they want ... I get a small commission for every customer I served ... What happened? I got really sick one day, coughing so badly and also was in a feverish state, so I didn't turn up for work that day ... My mistake was asking my mother to inform the supervisor that I was unwell when I could have just called the store to inform them that I was on MC ... The supervisor has a rather brusque way of speaking to people, but my poor mother did not know this ... When she came home, she got really upset with me for asking her to speak to my supervisor ... She asked me to quit my job because she did not like the supervisor at all ... I really didn't want to do that but my mother was adamant ... In the end, I turned up at the store to say that I quit ... At least they pay me the wage owed to me for the two weeks that I worked there ...
At the same time as I worked at the boutique, I applied for jobs to do with content writing online ... So, some time in April, I got an interview for this media company ... I went there two times, the first for a written test and the second for the interview ... The interview went pretty smoothly ... How was I to know that the CEO is the Devil's Spawn incarnate ... She was all professional and bubbly when she interviewed me ... I really didn't think I would get the job until they called me some in June asking me to come to work on the 18th ... I was elated of course ... A proper job after more than a year of mindless meandering ... It started out alright, my co-workers were cool ... My immediate supervisor, however, is an asshole ... The Devil's Spawn and Asshole make a great couple ... What happened? I think I mentioned this already in previous posts, so I really don't feel like rehashing details ... I quit without giving notice in the middle of October ... Needless to say, I didn't get paid for the days I worked in October ...
For one and a half months, I was doing nothing ... Then I went to the city, specifically the Bukit Bintang area, thinking I might find a job there ... I was mindlessly walking about the shopping complex ... Saw an opening at a Japanese retail chain, so applied for that ... Also another opening for a local chain store but they asked me to come for an interview in a few days ... Was thinking I should just walk around to see other job openings when I chanced upon the vacancy sign at a bridal boutique ... Thought I'd give it a shot ... The manager is friendly and told me the kind of person they were looking for ... She also informed me on how much I could make in a month plus the commission I get for every dress I sell ... So, I started working there beginning of December ... What happened? This was the time when I switched from risperidone to fluphenazine, so I was shaking uncontrollably while doing my job, which mostly to do with sewing beads and other minor adjustments to altered dresses ... Other than that, I would steam the dresses or sew the boutique's label to new stock ... Okay, what happened really? I started to notice that the quality of my sleep was diminishing ... I grew tired by the day until one day I turned up for work and the manager told me to go home because I couldn't keep my eyes open properly ... I went home, trying to get as much sleep as possible but it was futile because I could still feel the lethargy even after a couple hours of sleep ... The next day, I started to get worried that I might relapse and so, I texted my manager saying that I wasn't coming in for work ... In other words, I quit ... Worked there exactly a month but did not get my pay because I didn't hand in a full month's notice ... When I think about it, it was a complete waste of time and energy because I did not get my pay ... I could have just told my manager that I was taking a few days off, but for every off day, my salary would be deducted ... Well, that's that, so I moved on ...
After a couple of weeks of doing nothing, I went looking again, but this time near my place ... I think partly the reason I couldn't last at the bridal boutique is because exactly two hours every day, I waste time on public transport ... So, went around and saw this opening at a local textile chain store ... The job is easy enough ... All I have to do is just wait at the station that they put me at and cut the material requested by customers ... I have made mistakes cutting cloth because on more than one occasion, I cut less than the requested metreage (if there is such a word) ... The manager let me off the first, but the second and third time, I only mentioned my mistakes to my supervisors and all they asked me to do is just roll back the cloth wastage (if that's what it's called) and not mention it again ... It is during this time that I realized that I am REALLY, REALLY TIRED OF QUITTING ... How many times must I go through job training ... If I get a job with a steady income, that would be fantastic, but by this time I have lost hope ... Even the possibility of an interview doesn't make me feel like I could get a proper job ...
Then, not even a week into this latest job, got a letter for the government ... THEY HAVE RESCINDED MY DEBT ... I had to read the letter again and again to make sure that I understood its content ... I couldn't translate the whole letter here but basically it just says that my file is closed and I have no monies owed to the government ... Apparently they made the decision to rescind my debt in early October as stated in the letter ... But my mother had already made two very large bankdrafts to them ... Like I said in a previous post, bureaucracy works so slow ... Imagine the sloths at the DMV in Zootopia and you'll know what I mean ... But, my heart jumped for joy when I read those words ... I just can't believe it, after six years of struggling to pay off this government debt, I am finally DEBT-FREE!!! Free as a bird! I don't need to look for a job with a steady income anymore ... I could just stick to this cloth-cutting job and my life is made ... Of course, I still owe my mother a rather large sum of money but I can pay that with a small amount monthly ... Otherwise, the only things I have to pay for is just my phone bill and my scooter-servicing ... I should thank God, since I think I've shouted one too many times at Him that He finally decided to give me a break ...
Two weeks to my 45th birthday, I have finally reached a point where I no longer am looking for a career ... I don't care about my career anymore ... I already know what I want to do, which is to be a full-time writer ... Even though I only get a day off every week, I think I can write a thousand words per day, as attested by my ability to produce my second novel during the six months of occupation limbo ... I will need to save up, of course, if I need to publish the novel(s) I produce the way that I did my first novel ... Sure, nobody's gonna buy them, but at least they're on Amazon ... It'd be great if some big wig publisher notices them, but I know of stories of acclaimed writers who took literally YEARS to get published, so I'm in no hurry ... For now, I just feel thankful that a huge burden has been lifted off my shoulders and I can now breathe easy ... PHEW! That was a long ride, two years of job hellhole and I am finally free ...
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