shitty or not shitty

working in hospitality area for me is just fun.

although i know it's a shitty job compare to office job. and if i worked in an office i might earn more money and got this status.

but hell status, i just like what i'm doing now, working as a staff in a take away restaurant.

many of my friends ask me to try to apply for another job related to my skill. but, i don't know, i don't feel like working in an office since i had that bad experience working there.

the story started when i applied to this community magazine, i got the job as an editor, effortless. not try to be stuck up or anything, but i got the job easily. the first time i got in the office i had this weird feeling. the office itself is not a typical magazine office, of course it's a migration consultant office which has to share a small room for the magazine team. i was thinking of a team [more than one person], with cool people. it was not like that. there was a girl who manages everything include editorial, marketing, and administration. i thought, that's ok, may be not that much work to do.

i worked as a part time editor. cool, then i didn't have to come everyday so i won't get stuck in this formal office. but still, since we agreed that i would be in charge in the editorial department so i have to come everyday to make sure everything ok. the wages itself was ok though. but the boss, ouw my God. actually he's ok, but he's just nasty. and the worst thing is he doesn't have any idea to manage a magazine and he lacks of experience in media industry. i'm not saying that i know everything but at least i know how the process piece by piece how to manage the idea, execute it and make sure the printing company is doing ok.

all he can do is complaining. why is it like this and like that. one day, he didn't agree with the idea of the cover that i proposed. but then as a normal staff, i asked him, what's your idea, and he was angry, he said i'm wasting his time and i've been working ridiculously. i was so shocked that i wanted to throw the ashtray on his desk. and i said to him, if you think i'm wasting his time, so i can leave now. he felt sorry, he said he has so many thing to do that made him crazy. i was just upset. because that wasn't the first time he treated me like that. this guy, i hate him so much and i hate him because he's just immature and money oriented in a worst way i've ever known. that's true, i'm not exaggerating or anything.

then i resigned peacefully.

i just don't get it. not that i don't understand a working life that sometimes somehow might put me in a shitty situation. point taken. i understand that. not that i want to avoid that kinda problem dealing with other people.

i know that i was working in this almost perfect office in Jakarta. with cool people that i could learned a lot from them, and the office culture was so me which was so kindergarten aura. hehehe. i know that it will be hard for me to get in the same office in the future but i've opened myself to a new life and environment.

i just don't wanna have a nasty boss whose fart and burb habits. ups. but it happened. hehehe. bugger off.

now i'm happy with my job. i know i shouldn't have to waste my time. I should have been sticked on media industry so then i gain more experience and not to let my brain freezing. i know, i know. i just wanna do it in my own way.

only if working in australian media didn't have a requirement like you had to be an australian citizen or holded permanent residence visa.

ah anyway, i'm doing what i want to do. that's more than enough. call me stubborn.