My past life
It’s been almost one year since I left my previous job. One can never be too sure if it was a wise move. Or was it otherwise? On hindsight, I realized that I have learnt leaps and bounds in my job. There were a lot of opportunities back then and I was fortunate to have met supportive managers who mentored and coached me at work.
However, at the same, due to the ego in me, I have offended a lot of people in the course of getting work done. I remember being very conscientious about my temper flaws and would always make amends by assuring myself that it’s all about the work and nothing personal.
My auditors have suffered my wrath when I refused to co-operate, simply because I don’t see eye to eye with them on their requests. Due to conflict of interest, most days I would find their requests absurd. Looking back, I should have contained myself and be a more co-operative client to them in order to get the work done and nothing personal. Talk about walking the talk…I am such an oxymoron!
Yet, today, when we no longer work with each other, they still remained friends with me. Recently, I posted a rather emotional status update in Facebook. To my surprise, I received a private message from one of my former auditors, containing very kind words.
In all my years of living, though I kept saying I am living it for other people, the truth is I have always been too full of myself. Just because I had a deprived childhood, today, as I grow older, I cannot help but subconsciously feel that the world owed me a positive living. Yet, I was the oxymoron that coined the idea of no one owes you a living, it is up to you to make a living for yourself.
