…’cause I don’t like you from the start.
Since the day you've interviewed and questioned me why I was able to work in “your” government (because I am not a native of your city), until today, my last day in the office, I still do not like you. That’s why you are not worthy of any closing remarks and best wishes as I walk out of your office, from your nonstop commands and favors. And yes, the last laugh is mine!
Do you know how happy I am? I’m sure you cannot fathom it. This is the day I’ve waited in my entire working life since you assumed as additional head of the office and replaced the original one, the kinder one.
I could still remember when you questioned my daily time record (DTR); told me face to face that I wasn’t supposed to be at the government (because there are more deserving applicants from your place as evidenced by the piles of application letters and resumes at the HR); when you sought help from a higher ranking employee (whose attitude is the same as yours) about my “reporting” to another office without the Chief Executive Officer’s signature (which then prompted to the final re-assignment of some of the long-serving employees) and me being “scolded” by that high ranking employee ( I have just mentioned) inside her office; the 29th and 30th of July which forced me to create lies and be absent from duty because I don’t want to obey your order (when you asked me to enter the data of all casual and regular employees under one particular department ); the days when you requested me to count how much money is left for the office and determined which activities have been and have not been conducted yet; the time when you asked me to augment the budget to be used as wage for additional office employees; the urgent time when you asked me to prepare the budget proposal for 2013 (which was the most challenging of all, and I thank you for that); when we were together during the budget hearing at one training center; when we were at the height of preparation for the month-long celebration and at the events itself; and more occasions, not to include the almost every day when you ask us to go to your office despite you having two regular assistants already. And speaking of assistants, there was also this one time when you asked me to be your assistant which got a “no comment” response from me.
Since you came to the office, lives have become hell for some, and perhaps, “heaven with a twist” for others. And well, I still did handle and surpass those times when we were together because of one trick—“plastikan” (being fake).
Now, I’m assigned to another office. So bye bye madame!
PS. Don’t worry. The next time we meet, I’ll show you the same trick again. Haha! Evil laugh…
Peace of Advice: ‘Wag kang masyadong “feeling” sa posisyon mo. Baka kunin yan sa’yo ni Lord. At ‘wag masyadong bossy. Yang mga tao sa paligid mo, hindi mo sila maid.