Firstly, I just realised that HOTDOG SONG became my 400th post. Hee hee hee.
Right.
Then hior, (for stalkers, ahem, you know who you are) I got the job at Westpac. YAY!! I will be starting in 2 weeks. So fast lo. Suddenly all the plans I have made are crumbling. I have to miss things, and skip things, and say no to things. Cause I'm a working girl now, babeh.
So right, the happy guilt part. I promised, well, not promised lah, more like told, Mr Miller (my bakery boss) that I would be free to work. And he actually needed me to work full time from the week of 23rd onwards. The exact same week that I am starting in Westpac. I was the only person left that week onwards to work, since everyone else is leaving for summer. And now, I can't too. I feel really really really really really really really bad.
At first I asked Westpac if I could start on the 30th of November, give time for me to sort things out, since I'm moving out, and to allow Mr Miller time to find someone, or figure out that no one's needed, something along those lines. Then I called Westpac back to ask if there're complications if I decide to start later. The HR person says it is entirely up to me, but they would prefer if I started with the rest of the new recruits. And then I thought, I would somehow be disadvantaging myself by starting a week later. Career-wise, that's not a smart decision. Loyalty-wise, it's quite mean to just leave Mr Miller in the lurch like that.
So in the end, I went for the career-wise option. It's mighty selfish of me, but sometimes in life, hard decisions have to be made.
Oh, and I will have to make a really bad career-wise decision to take leave during my first month (and it's still training period, I haven't even really worked yet) for graduation. I wouldn't miss graduation of my dear friends for the world.
So, it really is a whole medley of happy-sad-joy-guilt-hope feelings right now. While Westpac is a good stepping stone, I still hope that DREAM JOB is what I will end up with. Nevertheless, I will give my all to working happily in Westpac.
I made my choice, I feel like a royal backstabber, and I just have to live with that.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Guilt, but happy guilt. If that's possible.
time of blah
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