Exactly one year back, on this very date, I had joined my job. One year. A long time. Yet it feels like it happened just a while ago. Time flew. I surely enjoyed some aspects of the one year - the being independent, the music through my great speakers (no taking away from the sound card though), the few small trips, the occasional gymming, the bike, all the food at the various restaurants, and a few others.
On the other hand, the first few months of work were the most chilled out. The thank-god-I-don't-know-anything-and-hence-I-cant-do-anything period. The trouble started when I actually knew something. Responsibilities kept growing. Much Pressure. Hated it. Still do.
Overall, an year of rotting, professionally. An year of reasonably good time, generally. And I hope there's no god damn second anniversary :P
You should quit it if you do not like it.
ReplyDeleteI would have if I knew what I would do after.
ReplyDelete"The thank-god-I-don't-know-anything-and-hence-I-cant-do-anything period" that's the best part :)
ReplyDeleteLooks like there IS going to be a second anniversary :(
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