Friday 17 June 2016

Second Job : Advantest

Upon completion of 2 weeks in Advantest, I managed to try some system hands on.
Waiting patiently for the time I can fully handle orders.

Many tell me to treasure my free time now, as work will be very hectic next time.
However, I am looking forward to the maddening job scope.

Call me sick or what, but I prefer to work than to lepak.
Worse still, paid to lepak.

Now I keep spending time thinking, how much I would appreciate the free time I have now.
Maybe I should pen down my feelings when I’m in the free time for my reference when I’m insanely busy.

Maybe I would prefer the busy times than the free times still. Haha.

I do not have anything to do and my direct superior is not a fan of me hanging out with other dept staff.
Toilet is so far, it takes around 10 min to make a quick trip to the ladies.
Smoking area is actually nearer than the toilet itself.

Because I’m down with a very bad sore throat, I cannot smoke..
So I’m really left with nothing much.
I cannot walk about the office or building. I cannot sit at my desk and play my phone openly.
I can only sit here, act busy and wait for my colleagues to give me some jobs that I can do..
And those jobs normally take 5-10minutes.

Bored die me.

Friday 3 June 2016

First Job : Keppel Logistics

To think back when i first started working logistics field two years back..
Everyday's work is all about moving heavy things around, frustrating at our supervisor, hiding from customer, sweating profusely in the insanely hot warehouse, scanning all sorts of products while chatting with the person in front of you.. everyday we leave house before the sun is up and go home hours after the sun set. Months of working without seeing the sun, without having a day to rest. Constantly complaining the steel toe boots is too heavy, walking and dragging our feet around..
Everything seemed interesting there.. big machines that carry people so high up, loud beeping sound when the machines reverse, small machines that can run like f1, using honks to make melody and getting scolded for it.
Graveyard 12hours shift with no extra allowances, drinking redbull, hourly smoking session at the loading bay, using cardboard to make ourselves a bed to lie down and rest like a boss. The first night of graveyard shift was the time i met Ling, the supply chain manager handling my dept. She offered me a full time position as a team leader after knowing that i intend to leave in 2 weeks time.
All part time and full time staff will sit together and gossip about this and that, sharing of their past working experience during breaks.
Things started to change and needed to change after i took up the full time position.
I unknowingly signed myself in as an officer, assuming that was the 'team leader' they offered verbally. Assuming black coloured shirt was for female and orange for male, not knowing that the colours actually meant diff positions. I signed myself into a whole new world.
I did not know i was supposed to have my office table, my locker, my name stamp, company stamp, name card and etc.. i knew nothing. Nobody was there to guide me.
During the first month of full time, i had a very supportive colleague who would always teach me this and that and explain to me about these logistics stuff. He left shortly later and i got transferred to another dept.
In the new dept, i got to know a new colleague who kept emphasing that i am no longer a student nor a trainer and i need to step up as an officer. Things were alright, he was a humourous guy. Days were enjoyable.
Things started going downstream when days became bearable. Staff started to show their true colour. I knew i was in deep trouble. I could expect what kind of issue i am facing. Yet, i could do nothing.
When i could not take the stress, i finally spoke out. All he could do was to talk to the staff. But isnt it too late..
Later, i found a way to handle the issue. It wasnt too long before i realised im not catching up fast enough with my colleague. After a year in work, i started to doubt my capability and my purpose in the dept.
Was my job in this dept to constantly work like a warehouse assistant, warehouse coordinator and supervisor while taking on tasks of an executive? What am I? What is an officer role? What is the purpose of my existence.
That was the first time i gave serious thought to leaving the company. I called Ling and told her what i thought. The main issue i had there was lack of staff. Since the company wasnt supportive, i didnt see a point of me staying as well. Knowing my absense would cause even bigger issue to the dept, i did not bother at all.
I decided to leave the company although i did not secure any jobs. I texted my colleague that i wanted to talk to him the following day after work. I wanted to tell him that i've decided to leave. Who would have expected the same morning, he told me that a new staff would be transferred over the following month. If that's the case, then maybe i wouldnt have decided to leave.
My job scope changed when the new staff came in. My role is to monitor the dept order progress and to check their work for any or potential mistakes. Constantly keeping a close track on all inbound, outbound, admin matters and customer's request or enquiries. Things got much better.
However, i realised my job had much more severe consequence than what i was tasked. I admit i have to oversee everyone but this doesnt mean every single little thing must be observed by me. How would i know which order is the picker picking now? How would i know how secure every goods are packed in? How would i know whether all the inbound are correctly received in system and correctly putaaway? How do you expect me to follow on everyone's every single action?
Whenever someone did a mistake during the process, i am the one at fault. I am the one to get questioned first. Months after my job scope changed, i started to doubt my capability again. Was it really me or are they using me to push blame to? Did i really do something or was my colleague trying to vend his external anger to me? Sometimes.. it's really a trivial matter but he scolded me until i commited a grave mistake.
Beginning of this year, i realised i couldnt take the work stress and school stress together. I realised people changed as well, bad changes. I stopped having small chats. I stopped communicating with my colleague. I stopped putting in so much effort. I started to find a job.
It wasnt long before i started attending interviews. On my third interview, i immediately got an offer. This was my chance to escape. So, i did it. I printed my resignation letter that i drafted a month ago. I signed it and chose a timing to submit. I tendered on 5th May.
While serving my one month of notice, i thought about alot. What would have made my experience better here? Staff attitude, customer's existence, management, pay.
Because keppel is my first job, i am aware i am here to learn. I did not mind about the pay. Management was the biggest issue.
I left on 3rd jun. Leaving with a heavy heart. I do not regret my choice but i will definitely miss the place and the people. I hate goodbyes.
I visited Ling before i did my clearance. We chatted alot. She also answered the question i had in me for the whole one year plus.. quite happy to see that she really liked the terrarium i gave her.
After my clearance, i went to chat with our receptionist. Talked about alot of irrelevant stuff before i went to join the supply chain guys and clarence from security dept at the smoking area. We stayed there till slightly before knock off time. And i guess.. that's the end of my life in keppel.
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Monday 30 May 2016

Last week of my first full-time job

Time flies.. I'm already counting down to the last day of work.

After clearing two weeks of Annual Leave for my uni sem exam, I'm left with 5 working days.
Coming back to work feels weird, like everything seems so foreign.

Maybe I'm too looking forward to my new job which is starting next Monday.

I am aware that everyone is waiting to see my result there and they have rather high expectations.
Hopefully, I don't kill myself there.

Anyway, I made terrariums again.
but this time round, it is given as a farewell gift.
Quite nicely done I would say.. hehe.


To be honest, I will definitely miss the place and the people.

Even though the place and environment isn't really the usual workplace a teenager would want to work in, I find this area rather homely after a period of time.

During the 2 weeks of leave, some of the guys texted me saying that they missed my presence.
Regardless is break time, smoke break or journey to and fro woodlands/workplace.
I think you feel comforted that your leaving will have an impact on others. At least you wont feel so lonely.

Since most of the people in my work site are male, does that explains why most of them are like father figures to me. Charming men. hahaha.

I guess it's time I take a mental break.
I can stop behaving like a work-no-life adult.

I can and need to reprioritize my own life.

Friday 22 April 2016

Time to quit and move on

Working here used to be a joy.
I look forward to work everyday.
Regardless of how hard the work is, I look forward.
I am willing to come back and work even though I am on MC.
That was how much I loved my work.

Loved.

After 1 year and 8 months, I decided I've had enough of this place.
I am on a job hunt again.
Spamming resumes to all sort of jobs, like planner, tourism and even customer service.

http://jobsearch.about.com/od/resignation/fl/Warning-Sings-You-Need-a-New-Job.htm
Strike All.

I cannot deny that I learnt a lot here.
But, not in terms of operations.
I learnt how to hold my anger and not vend on anyone.
I learnt how to contain my emotions and smile at the rest.

Still, I have not kicked my bad habit of cutting.

I am just like an elastic band.
I can stretch far and wide, but..
If you keep on stretching without considering about my condition.. I will snap.

Like I said, I don't vend on anyone.
I vend on myself.
Cutting, drinking.. I blame myself for being such a weakling, unable to withstand whatever they want.
I have to admit, I am not as strong as everyone think I am.

Sometimes, you have to catch the seriousness in my joke.
Sometimes, my joke is the truth.
If no one believe, then so be it.
Don't say I never mentioned.
Problem is, I did and no one believed.

I don't understand why should there be politics.
Everyone is out to earn money together, why make life so difficult.
Why frame ppl to earn some unseen credits.
Why can't you adults help each other and improve together.

To be honest, after working for this period of time..
I still don't have the sense of being this company's staff.
I hate it when people give you the 'Wow' look.
No people, look. It's no as good as you think it is.

I am not tasked to do things that is my responsibility because I have no access to company's intranet.
I have no access to company's stuff despite my position.

I am tired of thinking how things could have been better.
No point thinking so much anyway.

Shall rest my case and find a new job, perhaps a boyfriend too :p

Tuesday 19 January 2016

Lovesick

Lovesick is like homesick.
Homesick people are away from home but want to be home. 
Lovesick people are away from love and want to be in love.

You know you are in trouble when you experience the following:
- Smile to yourself for no reason
- Overreacting with your imagination (Esp. Female)
- Keeping little things as memories

A single touch will make your heart flutter.
A single word can make your heart skip a beat.

Endless memories to remember.
Worse when you have a good memory.

The smile, smell, reaction, expression.. everything.

Feeling like a schoolgirl again.

Monday 4 January 2016

Working life (POV of a 21yo)

Society says that we are the strawberry generation.
Damaged with a little hard pinch.

Who are we to blame? The schools for not teaching us how to survive this society?
Are we not too educated in terms of words and not life?

After 3 years of polytechnic studies and working for going two years, I still do not understand why is Amaths or Engineering maths relevant to our work.
Do you mean my customers or my boss might suddenly ask me what is sin x?

At the age of 21, I have to handle 6 staff in one department.
Yea, sounds easy right. What if I say these 6 are worse than handling a class of primary school students..

I have been teaching students of all age since I was in upper primary. I was even given chances to teach elderly on a one-to-one basis. None of those made me as stressed as I am now.

Like my colleague told me, times have changed. Staff don't follow instruction just because they are given instructions. They need reasons for the instructions.

For the past 4 years of working as event coordinator, part timers and ad-hocs, I have never met such unreasonable human beings before. Maybe my luck have ran out. My team is fucked up.

Being a short tempered and rebellious child since young, I have to admit that my tolerance level is so high that even my own friends are shocked.

After stepping into the society, I realized.. Singapore education is not helping students blend into the society. After my first year of work, having internship with the most fucked up student seems like a piece of cake.

Things I used to do when I'm upset or stressed, are not allowed because I am in the society.
I stopped drinking, because I always have work the next day.
I stopped hanging out late, because I always have to wake up early the next day.
I cannot vend my emotions on social media, because I cannot talk bad about my colleagues or company.
I cannot meet my friends often, because I am always tired by the time I end work and reached my house area.

Weekends, public holidays and leaves are all used to replenish sleep.
However, your body clock is so screwed that you will still wake up very early.
You have hard time falling back to sleep but your brain is refusing to move an inch.

So many things to express, so many things to cry over..
Hate looking so strong, my insides are crumpling down.

I seriously need a drink. HAIS.