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I'm moving on...

It has been confirmed. I am moving on from here. It has been 2 years I worked here, all ups and downs would end on the coming 8th of Sept. Enduring 2 years in Company Q has brought myself, mentally and physically strong to face obstacles. Starting a new company is not easy, what more a factory. From scrap, I see slab by slab the factory is built. I lived on with German culture, I worked under pressure from demanding bosses, I worked in a construction plant!! I have never a slight idea this job would be like this when I signed the employment letter. All I know is a great opportunity to get training and stay in Europe. But once the Europe thingee is gone, hell started. Safety shoe, safety helmet, safety vest, safety harness, face mask, "ghost lorry", red muddy pool, big giganto rocks, dust, deadly sun beam, heat, lunching in a container together with construction workers?!... you name it. Basically my skin went from fair and smooth to rough and dark. Curse Company Q!

Despite the hellish working condition in Q, I still survived for 2 years. Maybe motivating factor are the group of colleagues here. Somehow there is laughter in the midst of desert hell.

Recently I made an internal department move.. from manning facilities to R&D and manufacturing. I was devastated in the new department. Manufacturing is no joke, it's boring and robotic routine. No doubt work is never all fun, I accepted the fact and adapt myself to the way of things go about here. I am okay until this fella calling himself manager for my team started to show his colours. He was the one who brought me into the new department, I was actually half-hearted to change or not to change; but he dragged me like dragging a cow up a tree. I agreed to move, but eventually understand what everyone is talking about. This puppet manager has no knowledge in management/skill at all! He possessed the skill of shoe polishing though, big boss's shoe of cause! Lame! I definitely will not shine in this department..

No, I am not wasting my precious time anymore. If things don't work means it won't work, even if I tried to adapt. It's not healthy. I shall now put everything behind, some fond memories of this factory... and some dreadful ones. It's time to move on.. and concentrate on the challenges ahead!

Goodbye.. Q.

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