Today… 2 PM… raining…
“Oh, by the way…,” exclaimed one of my colleagues at DHL [we are going out of the office, to have some fresh air]. “I love your blog!”
“Oh, thank you, bro,” I said.
“I loved your last post… about… eeehm…” he made a thoughtful pause, looking down, trying to remember the title of it.
“About your last job… ”
“SAP,” I completed his sentence.
“Yeah…,” he looked at me and smiled, as if making fun of SAP.
“You know why I like your blog? Because your stories are taken from your REAL LIFE, real experience. It`s so interesting to read it. I read your blogs even though I hate READING in general.”
“Ahaha! I’m happy you like it, man”, I smiled again.
“But you know…,” he decided to criticise me a little bit.
“In that situation with your manager you weren’t completely innocent either. You should’ve discussed your work hours with management. Don’t you think?”
“But I never said that I made no mistake. There was a misunderstanding between me and my manager. I messed up too,” I said.
[I admit my fault. I really do.]
“But it’s normal to make mistakes like this,” I said thinking in my head “especially when it’s only the SECOND WEEK at your job”.
“And If EVERY TIME I make a mistake,” I continued. “My manager will be YELLING at me like that, I can never work at such place. Even this company is fucking Google [or any other fancy company you dream of working for].”
“Oh yeah. That makes sense. Nobody has a right to treat you like that,” he agreed with me.
I want you to understand this: I didn’t leave SAP because they didn’t allow me “to come to work whenever I want”.
I left SAP because my manager was SHOUTING at me, making me feel MISARABLE in the eyes of other people.
Just think about this:
We are spending almost HALF of our lives at work.
Don’t you want to spend it with people that you LIKE?
Sometimes at work I get to do tasks that I absolutely HATE doing. But I still do them, because I’m PAID for it. I need to get my salary at the end of the month and pay my bills.
But I will NEVER work with PEOPLE whom I DON`T LIKE.
[especially if that person is my boss]