During my probationary period, We had "Sssh" and restrictions and the weird fear that we would be issued an "Incident Report" or for no reason at all. Maybe because we are aware that any screw ups we do will reflect in our evaluation. Heck! This job is cool, this is one of my dream jobs!! Little did I know that slowly we were already being programmed into a generation of zombies.
I still remember when our project last year was in "Gold Rush" status. It was the Holy Week in the country, which is observed by a country with almost 80% of its populace as Roman Catholics. Naturally most of us have our own reasons not to go to work. In desperation, the company offered an incentive for those who would render overtime work on those holidays. Being an Agnostic person, I grabbed the offer no questions asked. How rewarding.... Several days later, the project was in Gold Status. It was available in the iTunes store finally! It was so exciting in my end, I've got my name on that game. I'm so proud of myself that I was a part of a game whose target market are tween girls. Yeah whose the manly man now?
I was dedicated to my job, I would render overtime not just because of the money but to also learn the "know-hows" in this Industry. Then came that time, in which there was an err in my salary. Just shrugged my shoulders maybe they just got it wrong the first time. Then it occurred several times. These events pissed me off. So I sent a mail to whoever is in charge at that time. Well I was ranting so obviously the reply was I received was sour. It was full of sh*t, it even contained a feeble threat that my behavior would reflect on my evaluation, with a smiley at the end of the mail. That was the straw that ticked me off. If you cannot handle your job properly then quit, you even got the nerve to call yourself a "Specialist". Whatever, a specialist that can't handle Human Relations right......
A few months later my Lead assigned me to a specific task, I really have no idea how do that task, it was my first time. But yeah I decided to learn that task because no one else on our team wants it. Well maybe I want to be labeled that when they say that task, they would mention my name. Yeah! and that's what happened. Whenever they got a question about that field I was the one they talk to. Makes me feel a little like a boss in my own way hahaha.
All my teammates are cool, after several months of hardships, laughs, and lunch outs, I felt a bond. Camaraderie maybe, but it was great. There are times we would fool around, laugh on simple or dumb things. Yeah that's what made that bond but there is always the end. One time, one of the girls left. I really don't know the details why she left I only heard that family was involved, I am not a big fan of prying.
One by one they come and go. Until only a few of us are left. Pretty much the upcoming months became boring. The usual schedule, it feels like as if we are programmed already. Most of us are always burned out. It's as if we are just waiting for something to happen that would make us feel lively again. Anyway, moving forward it finally happened. The whole department was shut down. The manager was talking about how the would help us, the reasons, and other rubbish. I didn't really care, I was observing the guy if his sympathy is true or just another common bold face lie. You know how someones appearance can change the longer you know them? How a really attractive person, if you don't like them, can become more and more ugly. We've been through all that. Screw us once, shame on them; screw us twice, shame on us.
I was happy, most of us are happy. We are finally released. But once I came home, I reminisced the events during my stay at the company. Sadness struck in. No more petty talks while smoking in the office balcony, no more 1 hour meryenda time, mock meetings, most of all i will miss almost everything in that company.
I hope everyone would get a new job, as for me I guess I'll rest for a while. I would like to savor my temporary freedom from the shackles of employment. Godspeed everyone! Remember that it is mentally exhausting, feeling bad about something you can do nothing about. C'est la vie!
-Jutskie
