rss
email
twitter
facebook

Thursday, January 20, 2011

A Working Man

A student wakes up in the morning, sighs at the knowledge of facing school for a day, washes up and putting on his uniform with a sleepy eye and head, taking heavy steps down for breakfast, into the car and off to school. He arrives in school, sit downs in class, takes a few winks after greeting his friends, who joins in the slumber as well, goes for the morning assembly and after that the first bell rings for the start of a new day for him and his friends, having fun in class while trying his best to listen to boring subjects and at the end of the day goes back home to his loving bed and room around lunch time, just in time for another activity in the afternoon. He arrives home for dinner after an exhausting day of school, clubs, sports and a day of socializing with friends, without a worry about money or priorities, he takes his dinner and goes to bed but not before surfing the net, chatting with friends and playing his X-box.
The cycle repeats, with different subjects, different activities and many a new friends to meet.

On the other side of life, 2 years down the road.

A working man wakes up in the morning, washes up, dress up in his attires, neat with tie for the appointments of the day, takes a quick drink for breakfast before walking off to work. He reaches his office, thinking of taking a few quick breaths before starting the day but soon gets bomb down with leftover work and assignments from the day before and new jobs to do for the day. He works very hard to finish the leftover jobs as quick as possible so not to delay the new job too long or else the quota for the day will not be meet, he goes here and there with the speed of lightning, he finishes the old job with only the chance to take a quick deep breath before moving on to the new job. He only has lunch break to look forward to everyday before he is needed in the office again to finish off newer jobs, making the new job he got a first, old and leftover jobs. He arrives home, sweaty, tired, mind filled with priorities, work, family, money, bills and thoughts of tomorrow before eating his dinner and goes to sleep.
The cycle repeats again with a new day, new jobs, old jobs, challenges for the day and weary thoughts.

For those who don't know, i am now currently working part time as client support and operations officer at a training cooperation in atria, its only been two weeks now but work feels like it has been over a month long and now do i truly understand the value of money, how tough it is to even get that sum of money to survive a month, to live for a month. Working life has definitely though me a lot and one of which is to enjoy every single moment i have as a student when i enroll into University, truly none can compare a students life with a working life or vice versa but one things for sure, I learn that working is not so easy as it seems to be and hard work is always needed everyday, your 100% is to be given in that office everyday, if not you wont finish your job fast and on time.

However I am grateful that even though I only hold a spm, stpm and a few co-curriculum certs under my belt that i am able to find a part time job in the office with a reasonable pay. Truly this is God given to mature me once again in life plus learning to be independent and many more which is to come. One of the greatest thing as a christian worker in a non-christian organization is that I learn we work not to please men but to please God, we are always so caught up with pleasing the boss when we forgot the real true master we need to please is God, so no matter what happens at works, we know we have done our best to God and whatever happens is always according to Gods plan.

2 weeks into the job, what are my comments?
I am learning and gaining so much from God, the pay is just a side prize, the real prize is what i gain from this experience and how did I shine as a christian in that work place.


To all my fellow friends working out there, remember to always be who you are and not conform to the pattern of this world.

0 comments: