My job is my life. I feel so pathetic whenever I turn down my friends’ invites to meet up or have dinner with them. I hate that I jumped straight to work right after graduation. And my first job was a rather unpleasant one. Sure I had the perks of writing what I wanted and getting it published for 25,000 readers to see. Plus I get freebies and occasionally, free food. They wanted me to write good reviews about their food…so of course I must be fed well. 3 months down the road, I got sick of being under-appreciated and over-worked by my crappy boss so I decided to pack up and leave…even though I loved the things I got to do or should I say write in the job.
Crap boss wasn’t happy about me walking out on him…he even said and I quote “I think you’re just being very silly. It’s foolish of you to quit and do nothing at home. You are going to regret this”. First of all…I got a job…and it’s a MUCH better job overall. The only thing I don’t quite like about it is that I can’t write as freely as I want to. It’s purely advertising whereas I was in magazine publishing and loved every bit of it. Maybe not the deadlines but it was what I love doing.
My new job requires me to listen to what the client wants and most of the time, they are difficult and a pain in the arse. But I get to go back by 8pm most of the time and there’s less office politics involved. Still, I miss writing. So here I am with my first post…after many many failed attempts from my ex-colleagues and friends in getting me to write a blog.
i love ur blog soo much its soo lively..i recently thought of starting ablog too can u give some tips pls…how do u make it soo good !! =)