7/21/08

The Pain Begins

This part of my life, this part that began today, is called Waiting for Weekends.

The irony of life so far, for me, was that when you're a student, you have the time and energy to have all the fun you want, but not enough cash reserves at your disposal to sponsor all the different ways of having fun that you can think of. And when you start working, you get the money, but they make you slog so much that you no longer have enough time or energy to have anything to do with spending that money. I was stuck right between those two phases for almost three weeks and was complaining. Mostly, coz I had nobody to be my partner in crime then. Well, today was my first day at work.

The induction involved a lot of attempts at brainwashing me with "Core values", while only discreetly leaking the info I really wanted to have. For instance, my training for the next month or two is gonna be as far away as can be from my home. And that there will not be cellphones allowed at the office. Aren't these guys fun? This and some shoddy management of certain events made me realized that even though I haven't started working yet, I already hate my job.

From the people today, who are unaware of how stupid their Core Values sound to us while they're righteously and relentlessly defending them [and by relentlessly, I mean relentlessly, akin to zombie relentlessness: "I don't care if you shoot my legs off, I'm gonna continue crawling towards you to tell you that Stewardship, Respect for the Individual, Integrity and Ethics are important"], to the long hours they'll inevitably put me through, to the long rides I'll have to take everyday through rush hour traffic full of mind-numbingly self-obsessed commuters, each one as pissed as the other about there being so many of them, to having to wear formals four days outta the supposedly 5-day week, thereby making me heel-shift the gears coz toe-shifting would ruin those shoes, to having free time only on weekends when everyone else is also free [weekdays used to be our turf], to the cellphone/mp3 player/other-digital-media ban, everything points to my life turning into a game, a game of survival, where I don't know how long I'll survive, coz frankly, I, being of the opinion that we turned into adults too fast, was ready to quit today.

Boy, that was one long sentence.


But, seriously, I'd rather be doing this than nothing at all. At least this way I get to meet new people to make fun of.

EDIT: Turned out my office was further than I expected and I cant go by bike without breaking my back in the process, so I have to take the company bus, which they call a minibus and I call the midget bus, coz even if I were 3 inches shorter I'd have trouble finding leg room in the seats in the back; and if I sit in the front I get all the leg room I want, but there's no headrest for a two-hour-one-way ride, making it so that I cant sleep, cant read, cant move much, and can only keep from going absolutely apeshit-bonkers by listening to music of my own rather than the stupid songs playing on the radio [chaar gilassi, hodi lagodi, tago supari, nacho re, WTF?!].