Thursday, November 30, 2006
Making my Move
Technically speaking, my long leave has ended and i'm supposed to have shortlisted a few options, go through some discussions with some people and made some decisions on some positions.
My crazy colleagues rang me up to remind (/snide at) me that my gallivanting days are numbered and pestered me for hints on my future plans. As nosey as they may be, a part of me is thankful to them for remembering my minute existence. Afterall, you never know which day you might need their help again, so as obnoxious as the HR practioners can be in your current company, try not to step on their toes. Like previously mentioned, they can either make or break you.
Anyway, that's beside the point.
I took the initiative to email my GM on Sunday, to update her on some of my thoughts & progress, but till date i receive no reply. Yesterday i dropped her an SMS to check if she has received my email and she didnt reply either. Well, since the last thing i want to come across as is to appear super hard up for a job, i left it as it is.
However, not knowing if my email has been received offensively/ gladly/ neutrally, is quite a pain in the ass. It makes me wonder alot, especially before i sleep and i think it is mentally disturbing.
To be honest, i am not that excited to look back to the same organization anymore; the thought of facing the same people & environment bore me a whole dope, but if they are still keen to offer me some exposure in my desired field, of course i wouldn't close my door on it. Afterall, gaining entry into a new field is always the toughest.
Just a couple of minutes earlier, i got a call from my Ah Lian Manager. She had wanted to know my plans as well. Weirdly, i do not recall of any instructions before i left, to update her of my progress and plainly, i see no need to, but she seems eager to know where i want to head to next.
As usual, sustaining a conversation with somebody who has a problem with listening is always painful. Even with her phone call, i find her tone uncaring, like as if she called out of obligation. In fact, i rather she not call at all, for the stone-cold voice at the other end of the line, is piercingly disturbing.
Nevertheless, i think i survived the call with some politeness and friendliness still, at least by my standards. It's an occupational hazard/ blessing; you have to know when to sound hypocritically pleasant to people you dislike lah. If you don't know how to yet, you have to learn. It's the 105th skill listed in the Book of Surviving the (Back-Stabbing) Rat-Race.
Anyhoots, in the meantime, i will be keeping a lookout on the online recruitment portals and the papers. Having finally decided on something, albeit a non-easy route, is quite a relief. ¶ J poppycocked at 2:02:00 PM
Technically speaking, my long leave has ended and i'm supposed to have shortlisted a few options, go through some discussions with some people and made some decisions on some positions.
My crazy colleagues rang me up to remind (/snide at) me that my gallivanting days are numbered and pestered me for hints on my future plans. As nosey as they may be, a part of me is thankful to them for remembering my minute existence. Afterall, you never know which day you might need their help again, so as obnoxious as the HR practioners can be in your current company, try not to step on their toes. Like previously mentioned, they can either make or break you.
Anyway, that's beside the point.
I took the initiative to email my GM on Sunday, to update her on some of my thoughts & progress, but till date i receive no reply. Yesterday i dropped her an SMS to check if she has received my email and she didnt reply either. Well, since the last thing i want to come across as is to appear super hard up for a job, i left it as it is.
However, not knowing if my email has been received offensively/ gladly/ neutrally, is quite a pain in the ass. It makes me wonder alot, especially before i sleep and i think it is mentally disturbing.
To be honest, i am not that excited to look back to the same organization anymore; the thought of facing the same people & environment bore me a whole dope, but if they are still keen to offer me some exposure in my desired field, of course i wouldn't close my door on it. Afterall, gaining entry into a new field is always the toughest.
Just a couple of minutes earlier, i got a call from my Ah Lian Manager. She had wanted to know my plans as well. Weirdly, i do not recall of any instructions before i left, to update her of my progress and plainly, i see no need to, but she seems eager to know where i want to head to next.
As usual, sustaining a conversation with somebody who has a problem with listening is always painful. Even with her phone call, i find her tone uncaring, like as if she called out of obligation. In fact, i rather she not call at all, for the stone-cold voice at the other end of the line, is piercingly disturbing.
Nevertheless, i think i survived the call with some politeness and friendliness still, at least by my standards. It's an occupational hazard/ blessing; you have to know when to sound hypocritically pleasant to people you dislike lah. If you don't know how to yet, you have to learn. It's the 105th skill listed in the Book of Surviving the (Back-Stabbing) Rat-Race.
Anyhoots, in the meantime, i will be keeping a lookout on the online recruitment portals and the papers. Having finally decided on something, albeit a non-easy route, is quite a relief. ¶ J poppycocked at 2:02:00 PM