The resignation letter was typed, printed, folded and inserted neatly into the envelope.
All ready to be placed gently onto the human resources manager’s desk.
It has been a little bit more than 2 years of late nights and meaningless dungpicking in Delete Touch and Tomatoes LLP.
The beginning of rolling dung hills has led to the end.
Here are the general factors:
i) Abolishment of TOIL policy by the leaders of the industry. Obviously they have been deluded that all humans can subsist on air like them. No one (except the said leaders and anyone like them) is willing to work overtime when the time is not compensated.
ii) Decrease in pay increment. The leaders cut our pay but still retain the high charge out costs to the client. In our budgets, the time cost rate is retained when the actual cost (salary) is but a miniscule fraction to the total. Leaders thinned the budget in hourly terms to reflect lower costs. Now, why don’t I help them cut their costs by directly reducing the headcount?
iii) Inadequate resources for excess in jobs. Previously our leaders shifted the fresh batch of young dungpickers to other departments like Tex and Y’Are Ass, resulting in an inverted dungpicker’s pyramid, with excessive dung supervisors at the top and a handful of dung coolies to shovel the shit at the base.
On personal factors, I was completely disgusted by the load of fresh steaming jobs dumped on me. I didn’t get the old dung back. And to top off the chocolate mountain, they landed a Sing&Tell on me. At the last blooming minute.
Secondly, I see no point in wasting my time on a job I don’t like and don’t give a rat’s ass about. Do I see a future in audit? Hmm yes, I see emaciated bodies, clumps of torn black hair and dark smoke from the chimneys of an Auschwitz concentration camp.
Thirdly, I suck at it because it looks like a load of BS to me and I am utterly reluctant to do anything that looks like a load of BS. Tell me, will it save the ice caps from melting or relieve a child from hunger if there are more audits conducted? Hell f**king no.
These are push factors. And the pull factor?
Bumming and living a parasitic existence as an unemployed.
Oh by the way, Happy belated Deepavali.
I was working overtime with the indian client on the eve of their holiday.
Remember my soft target, Chiryuu san?
It seems things are getting harder than what I’ve bargained for.
One thing’s for sure, I’m not a cyber-virgin anymore./////
Oh yea, and they say for my Bazi element, I’ll be getting a bit of peach blossom luck.
No one told me the peach blossom could be either gender.