i have to get this out of my system, if i want it to leave me alone. i've been haunted by the thought that i've been bending some of my principles to cope with living abroad. when i first got here, i was repulsed by the idea that my sister's house mates had to render extra time at work, just to prove they are worth keeping. my stand was if they signed something stating that they had to work from 9-6, they should be out of the office by 6. it was just logical...and fair.
when i got one of the 2 calls for an interview, i was slapped with the long hours. the post i was considered for only offered so much money. apparently, according to their government, i was worth more. now for the company to be able to hire me, they had to give more than what the post is worth, and for them to be able to do so, i had to render extra time. four hours...daily. so that's working from 9 am to 10 pm. didn't sound fair. very illogical. wasn't right.
i didn't take the job on the spot. the set up was like legalizing everything that i was against. i wasn't one to slave for money. i wasn't one to be pushed around. i wasn't...
i wasn't a lot of things. but i am someone who is willing to learn, someone who is open to changes, i crave growth. so instead of whining about the long hours i will have to endure everyday once i start working, i am trying to adopt a new perspective on things. i am anchoring on my real goal when i decided to fly over. i now have a job. and at the moment, that's all that matters.
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