11/12/06 to 12/12/06, work at Motorola
People, im really tired, but i really wana share my experience with you. I went to the Motorola factory today morning, waking up at 4.45am, which was like WTH! Yea, went to S11 with nigel pek who was part of the group who went for work that morning. Elvis came late and he took a cab to find us at Mac at Northpoint. Free transportation to work, you must be thinking, hey, im so damn lucky aint it? Well, nigel and i thought so, til we really started work at the factory. So together, Nigel, Elvis, Jia Hong and i, headed to get report for work.
Basically, the workplace was like those ordinary factory workplaces, with the many aunties around, screams all around the place and probably an occasional moan from one of the workers. Haha. Alright, it doesnt sound so scary to you eh? Very very unfortunately, we (jia hong, nigel and i) were sent to the store at the back, and thats where the craasy SUPER LINES (work non- stop without getting a chance to slack or to rest) are. Initially, we still thought that our work would be so fun, just packing the menus that are the the thousands.
Hoho, the 2 morons, nigel and jia hong, were sent to work at the SUPER LINES. Poor them, they worked non-stop, Nigel packing menus into the handphone box, while Jia hong pasted IME stickers onto the handphone. Okay, not scary, unless you do it for a freaking 10hours while standing. ZZZ! Meanwhile, i slacked around after packing like 12283483483402301301 menus into blue crates. I tell you, i have those small painful cuts on my fingers, which really hurts when they get into contact with water.
During my 15 minutes break, I headed to the canteen, cause I was so free, and I had to go there alone(cause they were all so busy), I looked out into the far distance and saw the beautiful scenery. It wasnt that superb, but there, i started thinking of things, people, and my life. I thought of Eunice, and how terribly i missed her. I thought of my family, my mum, her naggings, my funny bro, and my remainding family members. I recalled how my mum told me that work wasnt that easy as i thought it was. It was true, so true. I thought of my computer, my songs, my blog, my games & everything else that was on my comp. I started thinking, that i was isolated from the world, that I could only see the far, and not be able to leave until it was time to knock off at 6.30pm. It was really terrible.
However, after my break, the workload began to take it toll on me, and i found out that it was nearly time to knock off. The feeling, is beyond words. I could hear my girl's voice again, and i would be back in my bed where i could just fall on, and forget about everything else. After fiddling with elvis with the dumb scanner, we knocked off from work and headed home in Nigel Pek's dad's car.
There, Nigel's dad reminded him of how tough it was to earn money in this present society, and i really do agree with him. I'll work hard, because I wouldnt want to be working in Motorola anymore when i grow up in the future.
Work is tough, and remember, treasure what you have now. Because it might not be with you forever. Learn to love everyone around you, and do not take them for granted.
Im so tired now, that i could just die infront of the computer table.
Im gona need a rest and til then, peace out \/
Basically, the workplace was like those ordinary factory workplaces, with the many aunties around, screams all around the place and probably an occasional moan from one of the workers. Haha. Alright, it doesnt sound so scary to you eh? Very very unfortunately, we (jia hong, nigel and i) were sent to the store at the back, and thats where the craasy SUPER LINES (work non- stop without getting a chance to slack or to rest) are. Initially, we still thought that our work would be so fun, just packing the menus that are the the thousands.
Hoho, the 2 morons, nigel and jia hong, were sent to work at the SUPER LINES. Poor them, they worked non-stop, Nigel packing menus into the handphone box, while Jia hong pasted IME stickers onto the handphone. Okay, not scary, unless you do it for a freaking 10hours while standing. ZZZ! Meanwhile, i slacked around after packing like 12283483483402301301 menus into blue crates. I tell you, i have those small painful cuts on my fingers, which really hurts when they get into contact with water.
During my 15 minutes break, I headed to the canteen, cause I was so free, and I had to go there alone(cause they were all so busy), I looked out into the far distance and saw the beautiful scenery. It wasnt that superb, but there, i started thinking of things, people, and my life. I thought of Eunice, and how terribly i missed her. I thought of my family, my mum, her naggings, my funny bro, and my remainding family members. I recalled how my mum told me that work wasnt that easy as i thought it was. It was true, so true. I thought of my computer, my songs, my blog, my games & everything else that was on my comp. I started thinking, that i was isolated from the world, that I could only see the far, and not be able to leave until it was time to knock off at 6.30pm. It was really terrible.
However, after my break, the workload began to take it toll on me, and i found out that it was nearly time to knock off. The feeling, is beyond words. I could hear my girl's voice again, and i would be back in my bed where i could just fall on, and forget about everything else. After fiddling with elvis with the dumb scanner, we knocked off from work and headed home in Nigel Pek's dad's car.
There, Nigel's dad reminded him of how tough it was to earn money in this present society, and i really do agree with him. I'll work hard, because I wouldnt want to be working in Motorola anymore when i grow up in the future.
Work is tough, and remember, treasure what you have now. Because it might not be with you forever. Learn to love everyone around you, and do not take them for granted.
Im so tired now, that i could just die infront of the computer table.
Im gona need a rest and til then, peace out \/
I love you eunice
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