The People Person

I just resigned from my first real job after one week. I can't believe I just quit from something. I always say "I did not quit smoking, I will not quit this". I feel like such a failure. Although I feel that I cannot spend another day in that fucking office.

I was an administrative assistant at Saga Events Inc. aka I was the "utusan" of everyone. I set up meetings, I answer the fucking phone (which I hate doing even at home!), I print documents, I walk around back and forth to everyone and do chores they wouldn't want to do. It was like I was having my OJT again, full-time this time. Although I felt that since it was my first job, I had to start at the bottom of the food chain. I had to struggle. But the thing is, I knew I was smarter that the things I was doing.

That's another problem really. I think so highly of myself that I thought job offers would come piling up once I graduated from college. Well, it didn't. Saga was the first company that offered so I grabbed it right away. Without even a month after graduating, I was working my fucking ass off as the caretaker of every employee who were doing REAL JOBS. I wasn't expecting to be the fucking boss, but I felt that I was capable of doing something more.

I also thought that I was people person, but I am not. I wanted to think that I was tolerant enough of other people's deviant behavior and quirks. The people in the company were social climbers to say the least. Most of them were graduates of UST and I thought right away that I could blend in with my ka-jologsan and shit. It turned out most of them were like Gossip Girl characters come to life. And the fact is, I hate Gossip Girl. There was not an ounce of any Thomasian Value in any of these people. Don't get we wrong though, they were nice and all. I just could not identify with any of them.

I guess Events is not really for me. You have to climb the social ladder to succeed in the industry. And I'm not that kind of person. I want to think that I'm a simple person with simple dreams.

I also realized that it is important for me to get a job where I get along with my co-workers. Even if a job is shitty, the bond you form with your colleagues make you want to get up early in the morning every single day.

I was super depressed with my job the last week that I started eating my feelings. I feel like I gained weight already. It sucks.

The thing that I will take out of this experience is the fact that I have to really think about what I want to do in my life. Weigh every possibility while there is still time. I will let this year pass and hopefully I have made my decision by then.