Old Job

It's been nearly 7 months since I left my old job. Time really goes by quick. The past couple of months, I have been taking rest at home, finally having the 'me-time' I desperately yearned for. I got to slow down, sleep late and wake up late and just do whatever I wanted. Although, I do miss my old colleagues, I don't miss the job. At one point I did wanted to come back MAINLY because I didn't want to learn new things and I was good at what I knew. I guess I was just comfortable I kind of forgotten or overlooked the way I got treated there. They wanted me to return but the HR was condescending and low-balled the offer saying that if I returned I will be a Part-Time position with 3 months probation under the surveillance of one of their nasty managers in their flagship store. LIKE AS IF. I rejected and said, with my talents, knowledge and skills, I definitely deserve more. I should've never asked to come back, IDIOT. However, I received hot piping tea from my old colleague that several others had resigned shortly after me. A few had tendered with no notice, a lot of drama and angst happened. Ever heard of domino effect? When one falls, the other follows. I was the first of the senior employees to throw my letter and then come the others. I am really glad that part of my prayers for their downfall is coming true. C'mon, without talent, without loyalty, and without employees, how do you expect to run a business? Management will drill workers, always unsatisfied and always wanting results regardless of the blood, sweat and tears we put through with no reward, and at the end of the day, who is getting the credit? NOT US. 

New Job

I applied to so many jobs, went through interviews and calls, some jobs are just blindly applied and some I thought were easily trained jobs but apparently, qualifications are needed. it's okay. Things happen for a reason. If one door closes, another one opens. I figured at my age, and my years of experience in retail--that I'm just done with it. I'm exhausted of standing for 10 hours or more, coming home so late, barely even seeing my family. Barely having any time for myself. So, with this couple of months, I really got to thinking and re-evaluating my career path and I decided to apply to a job I had no prior experience in--Medical. Shocking? Not really. It'd be good for my resume and I want to learn new things and it's high time I try to get out of my comfort zone. I know starting a new job can be scary. it's like when I'm a student and I graduate primary school going to secondary school. It's that jump. It's that feeling of whether or not you're setting yourself up for failure or if you're gonna do really great at this new place. Maybe it's about giving yourself a chance to try. If it works out--GREAT. If it doesn't, maybe it's the wrong kind of environment for you. Hey, I'm still young and I'm in my prime age, it's good to try many things and figure out what you're good at. But I absolutely have no interest in climbing any work ladder or be someone of importance. I just want to get paid for doing my job and go home and have a life. There's A WHOLE WORLD out there that is still unseen to me and you expect me to be plastered to a desk and work til I drop? NEVER.