A Screw Loose
Some people go through it. Its called losing a screw up in your head. Its when your brains go hay-wire and you kind of say things you don’t really mean, worst- do things to people that you don’t really want.
Funny questions that i receive within the last one week:
"So, are you losing it yet?"
"How many pounds have you lost?"
"Are you OK up there?"
This project is killing me. But i refuse to believe what is going to kill me. In contrary, i want to believe that i will survive this. Because only when i believe that i’ll survive, then only will i come through this. Maybe this is what happens to cancer victims.
Last week, i lost it. I snapped at two people who irritated me- professionally. They professionally irritated me and I professionally snapped. And i didn’t say sorry for what i’ve said, because they were only firm words which was meant to solve a situation.
If you are curious about what i actually do that is making me go bonkers all these while- then let me explain. Without revealing anything that is against the company’s policy- i can only tell one thing- it needs tender loving care (symbolically).
The other thing i can "tell" is how i’ve been working like a mad dog for this arrival. I’m doing a Manager’s job, a clerk’s job, a kilang job and all sorts of donkey jobs just to make sure the delivery is smooth.
When you are made a Product Champion in a big car company that is struggling to survive- with or against the colonizers, do expect rough waters out in the sea.
But then again, i say to myself every single day- i’m 26 years old, and i’m young, i’m healthy, i’m focused, i’m ambitious and i’m given a pair of hands and legs which are functioning. If there’s ever a time in my life where i will work my ass off for anything related to work, it will be NOW.
