Cnin: The Only Reason I Survive 8 to 5
Hewwo boend, if you read this, I hope you're not plotting a revenge for me as I am successfully escaping the land of endless meetings and leaving you behind. Remember, I taught you all my tricks for surviving the madness, step one, just quit, like I did.
On the first month of September you ever asked me for thoughts and reflections for being your coworker, and here is the answer to your question.
For starter, I need to apologize first due to being late sending this message to you, I sincerely sorry.
Frankly speaking, I have no complaints at all being your coworker, on the contrary I feel utterly grateful because you always be my life saver on every occasion without exception. As a matter of fact, the entire time I had been working there it never felt as fun as the last one year after you joined in the company. You successfully made a big impact in my life, for real.
On the first day of our first encounter at the office was the day I thought I would have a friend to chit chat with, you know I had been working alone (Mas ayi didn't count), so I didn't put high expectations that you would be highly entertaining to hang out with. And there I'm surely mistaken, it turned out you are one of the most amazing people i have met.
Although I still feel embarrassed when I think of how I stalked your LinkedIn after I saw a ring between your fingers, I gasped silently and thought "SHE IS MARRIED?", honestly though, I thought we were on the same age, you see. So to ensure that, I get your profile checked on LinkedIn and the apps made me want to kill myself after you followed me because it apparently sent you a notification???? Like. bro. out of the brilliant options I had, I proudly chose the dumbest one by being a freak stalker on your first day at work. MALU BANGET GWEH?? If LinkedIn was a person I'm going to punch it in the face.
I'm sorry bund, I was too shy to ask you directly. lol
As days goes by, we slowly got to know each other's personalities. I agree that sometimes it was too much information, like when we talked about our poopy or armpit hair lol, but I don't mind that at all, sometimes it becomes knowledge somehow, why is that I wonder, and also listening to your unique personal stories actually made my work life more enjoyable, not in the slightest I felt bored. In fact, I thanked you for trusting me as a close friend who gets the chance to know about your life, and to be asked about my opinion. Being friends with you made me feel like seen and heard, I hope I can give you the same feeling bun.
You know, as I am forgetful, your observant and brilliant mind seems to fill my insufficiency. You made my life so much easier when you helped me with those Excel's formulas, or when you helped me go through with whatever our boss' needs and we called it as Roro Jonggrang Project, duh. We would never be able to understand what's going on in her mind for a lifetime. But hey, it was all done by the way, we went through it, even though we most likely got bleeding from her sharp words. Someone please gives us medal, this achievement should be rewarded with a new settled job that can make us shrouded in wealthiness.
However, working felt less frustrating because I know that you will always be there, sitting next to my desk while sometimes scrolling Instagram or twitter, yapping about our tasks because sometimes it was too much to handle. lol.
I think you stand as a sun, because the day after you entered the studio room was the day I remember the room became more cheerful, you brighten up the mood of people who work there. They were way too focused, weren't they? The last time I remember, the room was very quiet before you joined in, more like a mortuary instead, I've got no one to talk to as well. But after you joined in, the room periodically got better, so did my life, it was no longer full of stressful jobs and long journeys only. Your existence was a reassurance today is going to be alright for me, thanks frennn, even my period slowly gets better.
I want to talk about our activities now. Like when we've got to visit IKEA for the first time, honestly I might be lost if you weren't there with me lol, I got lost once with Pak Firman and Pak Udin before, damn it. Also something like going to a derma clinic, buying a coffee from a coffee shop or snacks from Alfamart/Indomart after we went somewhere on work hours, visiting get waxed, eating seblak from Bandung, visiting Sociolla, gofood on work hours, even taking a snack from tax office, those I mentioned were activities that I had never done alone until you came into my life. I did a lot of things after we met. Thank you for being a part of my journey boend.
Thank you for reminding me to keep hydrated, to always inform bu rt whenever our boss told us that we should work long hours, thank you for being my cheerful coworker, thank you for being helpful. Thank you for all the things you did, I'm unable to mention it one by one because it would be too many. Now I feel sad because we are not working together anymore, thank you for the lamp! As I'm writing this down, I used the lamp you gave me, I'll miss you too ma frend.
Last but not least, I hope in the near future we can work together again, or maybe just as simply as hanging out together. I hope both of us are blessed with a new job where we can grow personally and professionally, surrounded by good things and good people, a company with better management, and most importantly, it can make us rich!!! I wish for both you and Kak Naufal a long-lasting marriage, filled with all of life's blessings.
A short funny story, as both of us went through similar pain, being anxious I mean, it made our friendship substantial. We visited the tax office often not because we understood the assignment but because it was considerably less frustrating than being near our boss at work. lmao.
I am deeply sorry if this post sounds like a damn lesbian love letter, ITS NOT.
And this is the end of the post. Once more, thank you for being considerate throughout the process in the workplace. I think I wouldn't be able to go this far if you were not the one being my coworker! Cheers to that!
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