Seriously, now, I don’t think I can ever deal with having to live life with the fear of the pressure and stress of work. No amount of relaxation or sleep can ever match the accomplishments you can make while working. Every experience, good or bad will mold you as a better person. Not to mention the fact that you earn your own dough regardless of how much it is. No stranger in the world would ever give you that money if you don’t deserve it.
Months ago, my dad decided to put up a business in medical transcription (MT), with me as his right hand. He didn’t have an MT background but he was persuaded by a friend who promised to help him. This certain friend was very unprofessional. To make the long, painful story short, we decided to close the office and cut our losses. It had been a big mistake. Money kept on going out but we never gained anything from it. My dad kept on paying the office bills from the rent, internet, electricity to the employees’ monthly salaries. As my dad puts it, “it was like getting strangers from the street, training them and paying them to do nothing.” I had to laugh at that remark. A lot of time and money were wasted.
I gained some positive things from this experience, I’m not going to lie. I am most especially proud to say that my relationship with my dad has definitely improved. I was able to get through his strict facade. Imagine having to spend more than eight straight hours together in the office plus our eatery/restaurant-searching for lunch. Supervising our transcriptionists taught me that I can handle people. I was able to gain their trust and they came to me when they had concerns. It wasn’t easy to be the assistant of the boss, especially if that boss is my dad. He wouldn’t last 30+ years in Johnson and Johnson if he isn’t who he is. But I got over it. I wasn’t even afraid to voice out my ideas. I earned his trust too.
I am unemployed once again. I am among the millions of unemployed Filipinos. Insecurities and fears are setting in. My self esteem is not cooperating at all. I am over the month of sleeping and waking up doing nothing. I’m through being carefree. I badly need a motivation… or maybe a Sunstar Sunday paper.
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