She was staring at her blankly with handkerchief on half of her face and eyes filled with tears ready to fall unlikely. Her mind was full of questions but all she could do was to breathe intensively.
July 21. She was officially working for 1 month. She’s a University graduate; hence, a good job in a reputable company. She was doing well for the past 3 weeks. She has got good compliments from the staffs and head, making her feel a lot more sensible in her job.
July 30 marked her day. Clock strikes at 4pm and she’s ready to go home. A superior lady came to her table and talked to her. An hour passed until she completely realized that it was her last day at the office.
Days before that, they have already decided to end the contract. She felt dumb at a sudden note, thinking everyone already knew ‘bout it for the past week except her. The lady said that they’re having a hard time to tell her because she’s too good to let go. But there was something they need to justify and follow the standards of the company. It became really complicated that they will no longer hire her after 3 months.
She was surprised, of course. You were doing your job right and then all of a sudden, you’ll know that it’ll be your last day. Sound so informal and rude. But she can’t do anything because of some complications. All she could do was accept that it wasn’t really for her. She cried.
I know I’m just a contractual employee for 3 months and I have no right to dictate the type of work I should’ve had. I was sad not because I lost my job. I cried because of my frustration to be in a company where my dad is serving for the past 32 years. Yes I felt the pressure but I tried work without complaints. I tried to work with people different from what I used to have.
I may have felt that they have used me as a real “assistant”, despite all my unhappiness, I learned a lot from my work.
