Freedom

Now I understand that this is the greatest treasure of all.

The lunch session turned out to be complaint about lack of freedom in this job. True, this job requires so much commitment, so much of travelling, so much of unplanned decisions (management takes up to the last minute to decide stuff), that a lot of things had to make way for the job. I also lost count of how many weddings, gatherings, or events, not to mention events for my personal hobby, due to the nature of this job.

I sat there and figured, there has to be a better way to earn money and support my living.

One that gives me the enough time and space to be with the things I really care about, and not because of pursuit of something to support those things I really care about but in the end causing me to really neglect things I care about.

Another freedom is also the freedom to dictate how much I earn based directly on my efforts, and freedom to choose who do I work with.

Although I know I should not be judgmental, it is hard to contain myself from saying that generally I worked with / for a lot of people whom are there by chance which I hardly can say “damn, I’m proud of working with you guys”. And for all the amount of efforts I put in, the other people gets the same amount, not to mention the company even hires useless goons, people that were such a joke that they become the main topic of gossip everytime we sit down for meals. People whom, even after just 5 minutes of conversation, I feel annoyed of. And they earn more than me.

So I sat there, with such helplessness, and powerless feeling. In ability to decide my own time, my own future, my own social circle, my own earning. GREAT.

I think career success for me may not come solely based on my earnings. Sure enough, if I am to live sub-par standard it will be a hit for me. But I guess to call myself successful, I would hope to be able to reach a level where I can’t stop talking about my work such that it annoys the people around me. No, is not constant whining. Talking about means describing the little cool things I did at work, the cool people and their cool character and the cool things they did. The cool results we collectively produces and what kind of cool impact it has.

Right now, I am definitely far from it. The only things I have to talk about my work is complaint. Complaint about sitting in front of the PC from 9 – 6, complaint about my mundane life here, and there’s so much to complain about my co-worker that I stopped doing that altogether. Really feeling sorry to those who have to lent theirs ear to my constant whining. It’ll come to an end soon. I promise. For you guys, and for myself.

Live free.

~ by andyboey on October 13, 2009.