I have finally decided to leave.. its harder this time because it doesn't involve having a "juvenile" boss. In a short period of time, the people have welcome and accepted me into an already dexterous circle of trust and comfort where alliances and bonds have already been formed. For a newbie to step in and in a way interrupt their flow, I think it takes a lot of effort to open up and let you into that circle and I appreciate it.
This time around it was more about dollars and sense than dollars and cents, possibly a stepping stone to more windows of opportunities in future. I was lucky enough to get into the junky industry during a time where recession was at its most unforgiving. At a time where people were losing jobs, I managed to switch from a company that comes from a country known for faulty clutch pedals and escape into a company that helps the male species achieve a "boner
Another window has finally opened but with regret and great reluctance, I tendered my resignation couple days ago leaving me in a state of ambiguity about what lies ahead.
Having heard about the rigorous culture that is practiced there, I fear that I might not adapt as well as I have in the current job. Facing the fact that I have to start from scratch again, build pillars of trust with new colleagues and most importantly impressing the new supervisor.
Even though the new job will offer me an substantial increase in moolah, I can't help but to wither and frown upon the fact that I have to leave a bunch of fun people yet again..saying goodbye is such sweet sorrow compared to fuck offs and go to hell..
I guess that is all part and parcel of having to move forward.
I guess I have grown a little.. maybe mature a little.. something inevitable.. the next 5-8 months will be mentally and financially taxing on our already stretched budget. I hope to run shifts soon so we can get back into our comfort zone and have more stability.
But I am blessed with a great wife in Ngoi who I know will support me when the chips are down. She is someone independent, resolute and enduring. I can see all that potential unveiling and coming to full circle since I met her 6 years ago. Someone of much constructive criticism towards me for example... "Babe, you have no.1 a sleep disorder, no.2 an eating disorder, no.3 mild dyslexia, no.4 a bipolar disorder, no.5 slur and mumble far too much and lastly I think you're "emotionally stunted" due to your parents divorce.
Can't say she's all wrong there now can I?
Who knows me best besides God and Mum? Look no further than the person I sleep with in bed.
Theres a whole new horizon rising..
and I thank you all for the prayers and well wishes.
I thank the Almighty above for elucidating all the questions that I have asked in a form that I would never expect.
I read this in "Glasgow"..
"Extraordinary afflictions are not always the punishment of extraordinary sins, but sometimes the trial of extraordinary graces"
I've once asked the ranger what it all meant but my question was answered by silence and a rock-star-nail-bomb face worthy of a Tat Sing slipar slap...but thankyoouss anyways.
I might not understand the original context of where its coming from but I can relate to it remorsefully and apparently making me resolute somehow.
That's all folks
Cheerios!!
PS: Get rid of the stigma and Go Go Go!!!
