Babies Better Than "Adult Babies"

Life is too short for you to endure poop or any sorts of disgusting substances thrown at you by others. Do not put yourself in a situation where you feel like a piece of nothing. You are not inferior to anyone and nor do you deserve to be treated like a violently-chewed-left-over chicken leg. If you're not happy with one tiny little thing...DO SOMETHING and FAST.

My new point-of-view: workplace environment and colleagues fill the greatest part of your life. It is a place where you spend more time than any other places, including your house; and they are people whom you see more often than any other people, including your family.

Let me tell you that it is terribly difficult, if not impossible, to work with people who think they're the best, but actually do nothing; people of no help whenever you ask them something; people who are negative and complain all day; people who don't recognize your work; and people with no work ethics.

If your nose is stuck on your cellphone screen 24/7, I honestly cannot believe you haven't seen my email. My interpretation for this, either you don't want to deal with it, don't know how to solve it, want to let me rot, or all of the above.

I also can't accept the fact that the person who gets the big buck tries to run away (literally running away like a lost chicken afraid to get the head chopped off) or tell me she'll get back to me in an hour, but never do. What happened to being a responsable person and do your effing job? Isn't this the reason why you get paid?

Anyway. I've made up my mind...I want happiness and no one is allowed to tell me I don't deserve it.

Unfortunately, I have to say byebye to my good fellows. Y'know, it's so frustrating to leave a wonderful place because of one or two cockroaches!!! Why can't we just throw them out (I'd like to kill, but I'm not ready to spend the rest of my life in jail yet) and make all human beings happy???

No Babies Allowed In My Life

Once again, I started in a new department (obstetric/gynecology 2 weeks ago) in order to try something new and hoping to finally find MY place. The result of this trial is rather deceiving.

Y'know, when you hope to find a better place, but that other place is a bigger mess and much more unorganized? Well~ I feel like fallen into a trap, so now I'm fighting with all my energy trying to climb back up. BUT...*sigh* this place might not be made for me...

Having to meet people for an anti-social person is hard.
Having to work with a lazy-nonstop-talking person is hard.
Having to modify my work two hundred millions times per day is hard.
Having no orientation or information in bits and pieces is hard.
Having to speak baby language is hard.

I'm starting to think that I should reconsider and do what I like (the OR) instead of putting too great of an attention on whom I'm working with. At the end of the day, I don't have to be friends with those people, right?

Lets go back to 'comfort zone!'