Hai, shit happens. There are all sorts of shit, big one, small ones, long ones, fat ones. The big one is work, the small ones are those that crop up once in a while here and there. I can’t think of any long ones and the fat shit is the fatso who sits behind me at work hahaha.
I cleared up my desk at work before I left for the week just now. Because I know there is a possibility that over the weekend, I decide to quit and don’t wanna return to pack my stuff. Only my slippers and calculator is left there. This thing will never go away. In the morning, I wanna quit. On the way home, I am determined to show them what I can do. A few hours later before bed time, I cry again. So tired of all these shit.
So today, my roles in this company were defined. My main tasks are to handle towing complaints and organise meetings (send agenda, take minutes and make sure the fucking microphones and projector work). Secondary tasks are to encourage users to key in complaints into the system and to organise rewards for outlets and people who are good in customer service. I don’t see any elements of research or data management as per the position advertised (Qualitative Research: Customer Satisfaction and Advocacy) or the position in the offer letter (Data Management). The only research that I am required to do is backlogged since November due to the stupidity of the other work. I think I am now a customer service executive and secretary. I start to think it’s hard to do something that I don’t believe in, which is customer service/satisfaction and today the fatso said that I am not suitable for CS. I laughed loud and said yes, that’s why I left my client servicing position.
I think I just wanna solely do research. In fact, I am starting to like Excel! Mr Tay said that if we can’t get out of something, we shall just make the best of it. Well, at this level, where it is really down and I think of quitting every day, how is it possible to bring up the enthusiasm?
The problem is, just like my supervisor (the one that assists me in my work, not the one above me), we can’t pinpoint the reason why we dread coming to work. Partly is due to the boss, but the whole idea itself is depressing. The drive to work, the parking lot, the colleagues, the cafe.. At times I do feel like stabbing my boss, I really do. A milder version would be scratching her car or puncturing her tyre. Not out of anger, but just feel like wanna stab someone hard.
This post wasn’t meant to be so long and was supposed to include other stuff. But here’s an insight of what Toyota people are about:
a. nasty, plain nasty
This woman, whom my stupid boss herself fears, gave the fatso a document. I wasn’t clear about some stuff, and I cannot tell my boss I don’t know as well. No choice, I called the bitch. She said “No, I didn’t give her anything. You check with her. Bye” and hung up the phone. I held the phone and dunno what to do. In the first place, she DID give that to my boss. I told my stupid boss, and she said ‘Padan muka, who asked you to call her’ and she said that I don’t have to ask that info. A cannot, B also cannot. Stupid bunch of idiots, all of them.
b. useless
You give them something to work on. Nothing done after a couple of days. You ask them, and they say that they need something from you. WTF didn’t they ask then! Have encountered 2 of these people, am sure there are many more.
c. stupid
My boss. She actually has a reputation in the company for being stupid. I didn’t know that many people actually realised her stupidity and dislike her as well. Wait when I copy her email she sent; it was a real classic. There was something about Nakamura from Heroes, Superman, Ben Tennyson (that the recipient had to Google to find out) and something about driving safely because the storm has arrived early, which was so mean and sarcastic.
These do not shake me; in fact I will be mean too in some time. I’m no longer helpful and courteous to people calling asking for information. I treat them as asking for favour. We need to watch our own backs here. I don’t help my staff as well. If he doesn't know, he can go and ask the boss and kena tiao without involving me.
Either I leave before my probation is up or leave when I have found a job. I am fine now but in the mornings I am adamant that I will quit and have started thinking about my tuition plans. A girl quit because of the people here, and she left without having a job. If she can, so can I. And I’ve got tuition, what do I fear? Damn.
Oh, my Internet is just up after a few days of disconnectivity. And here I am, given a chance to grumble. Let's continue since I am in grumble-mode today.
Arrived at the stupid boy's house and his mum said he doesn't want tuition today. No courtesy to even call. Anymore of this and they are all gonna get fucked. I was keeping cool today, but I've got my limits. I'm not even starting on my income loss.
Some people, omg, just can't stand them. You and your sister are labelled 'sticky', I don't think so, but I think you are a pain in the ass. Now go away. My intention went straight into the trash can the moment you did what you did. Really kepala tak betul, I think.
Another one is also quite tak betul, dunno what her intention is. Not going already, don't understand ah?? It's not about becoming a cheapo, but it's a matter of me saying that I am not going. And you all thinking that you are so smart, I am more determined NOT to go. That's it.
Despite all of that and some really a lot of stupid work that I really have to do this weekend (depends if I wanna quit on Sunday night), I think I am going to have a great day tomorrow. Tomorrow's already Saturday ah?? Not good!
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