Wednesday, July 11, 2012

by all means..please...

i know i'm smart and intelligent, alhamdullilah, thank Allah for blessing me with what i have. as much as i love talking, i don't favour intelligence debate. just as much as i love reading, i don't enjoy non-fiction books. but what i'm going to write will be something heated that i just need to vent out. and i hope i don't sound so bimbo!

so, what's up?

here's the story-mory.. a q&a session was held between the employees and hr.. well, sometimes, i do pity those hr.. when a policy was imposed, which always the case for the benefit if the company but vice versa for the staff, hr will be the first to beheaded..of course, they will always be the bearer of the bad news and should there'll be any good news, this is when the big boss will decide to tell the staff personally la kan. anyway, back to the q&a session, a fresh young executive was so determined to let her voice out and (hopefully) heard... put, the seconds she decided not to listen to the answer thrown back to her, and dragged the five minutes session to a twenty minutes session, she pissed me off!

the issue is simple. she was complaining how suck the company oversea's benefit. nope, she was not complaining, she asked everybody to agree with her!

i didn't join the argument. to me, it was a waste of energy to convince a blind guy that he's holding a black pen and not a red pen as he think it is.

but, she made me wonder....

she said, she as a staff deserves better allowance. she can get better elsewhere..
and if i was the hr, i would say "by all means".. if you think you are not paid as much as you deserve, by all means, go ahead and go to somewhere who is willing to pay your worths.
oo..ok, so, you are bonded?
the company gave you money during your students' years, and it's not such a small amount, just for you to finish your degree, and the company provided a position in the company, and this is a fortune 500 company we are talking about which took me ten years after graduating to be accepted, and when it's time to payback, you are complaining?
i just don't understand... ooo..ok, so, it wasn't you who signed the bond agreement, it was your parents..
bulls, you are telling me that your parents decided to ruin the next ten years of your life by signing that paper so that you get paid to study and they even give you allowance on top of what you are getting, and they foresee that you do not have to worry about getting a job after graduated, and all those is just to mess with your life!
you your people are unbelievable!

did you know - when you took that SPM exam, how worried your parents were? if you failed, they were worried how you going to run your life next. if you passed, they were worried about financial support to ensure you go to the best uni, which normally be more expensive than the community college, obviously. when you secured the scholarship, they were still worried that it will not be sufficient. when you done with your degree, they were worried about what's next in your life.. and they will never stop worrying.

did you know- when you were enjoying the scholarship money, some other student just have to make do with what they have.. be it or not.

did you know- when you graduated and was offered a job at a starting salary of RM4000, it took someone elsewhere of a same qualification, of a same quality and criteria but not a scholar, eight years to match your starting salary?

did you know- when the company offer you some benefit is because they thoroughly evaluated you and put your cost that much? did you think you work as much as you've been paid? or all that you can do is compared with other executives who work with an international reputable company? did you know those people from reputable company work as much as they were paid?

did you know- you talk too loud that you just couldn't think straight! there's always ways and means.. if you think the company is opressing you, go ahead, find a place who you think you deserves and would like you accept you... what cha waitin' for, my dear?

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