Hahaha I am sick yet again. A happy man would not fall sick so often. Why am I unhappy? Because I treat my work so seriously and see things from a different angle from my men and for a longer term, I saw so many areas to be improved in my areas of responsibility which they think isn't necessary, but there is only one me and there are many other things to handle as well. Let's put it this way, they are still so used to my upper study. Their point of view is he didn't do anything about it, why am I insisting to do something and made them busy.
Maybe things will change with 2 colleagues joining my office in the next month, and 1 more leaving. My office is undergoing a transition period in which every uniformed appointment is changing hand, the last will be my boss which I think will go in Jun. So I will be in a unique situation, the most junior specialist but the longest around.
So it really depends how the new team will gel up. It will determine when will I decide to call it a day. I have already more or less decided to leave after the biggest party of the year next year. But as part of it, I am required to take class 3 license and so to take forklift course. Haha. Like a bit too old to learn driving now. But I cannot say it for certain, maybe still have to complete my overseas tour before I say goodbye.
But at the end of the day, it really depends. Are you happy to serve?
Learnt from my buddy that he has thrown his paper. I know it's coming but in a way I feel it could be me. We are in similar shoes, having injuries and stuck like no body business, but I chose to cross and he didn't. The market is bad but hahaha he is happy in a way, that he is finally out of the system. He admired my guts to cross over to a different line, but I really admired his guts to throw paper.
Through it is quite logical to leave since I know chances of me crossing over to the 2nd contract is slim, but after working in the organisation for so long and taking a slightly more than market pay, you will wonder what are the prospects outside. Especially I am so out of touch, and not relevant from what I have studied outside. And so when the time comes, I know I will procrastinate.
This week I attended a meeting which is a record breaking one. This is my first time attending a meeting which starts at 1800hrs, and ends at 2359hrs. But man I learnt a lot from that debrief, through many are not from my area of responsibilities, but god knows what is my next appointment. So by the way I reached home after my late late dinner, it is like almost 2am and the start of a UEFA Champion League game. I think the lack of sleep constitutes towards my illness this time round. And the preparation for yesterday event plays a part. Was being recalled but thankfully it is not a full scale one through we prepare for it to be one, so end up that it is quite slack for me, but the next one sure gone case liao.
Amid the busy schedule and my illness, I still managed to go and catch up with my friends from my previous unit on Friday night. I didn't count but i think almost 20 of us - the past and the present from the office. It was at the Hooters at Clarke Quay, as I was running late as I am done with the daily check rather late, I took a cab from my camp, and guess what is the taxi fare like? Given the peak hour surcharge, the CBD surcharge, my taxi fare ended up to be a grand total of 41.25 cents. Damn it is even more expensive than the dinner that I had that night. But it is all worth it, really enjoyed catching up with them even it is just for a few hours. It is not very often and not easy that you can gather so many together. Many have moved on in life after army, working or pusuring their passion. It's part and parcel of my job, to see them come in, watch them develop and mature in this organization, see them go out and move on in life, and the next batch come in.
Some mentioned that they have already become civilian like 1 year plus ago, I was like thinking got so long meh? Even the very very soft spoken and introvert guy that will switch off after 9pm is going out like in 3 months time. He was there on Friday night, but as usual, he is very tired after dinner, and I walked him to the MRT before rejoining the group. Now thinking back, I am in here for 4 years 8 months plus le. Time really moves on and waits for no one.
Soon it will be my men. The bulk of my men is going to leave in the next 6 months. Wah sianz. Haha =P
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