Every time my Father comes home, he'd see me in front of the computer and go, "Hey, why aren't you working?" Then I'd tell him I am waiting for Mummy's job offer, but he doesn't buy it. (Looks like I joined that company at a bad time; the boss is away on a long business trip, and being a small company, they have no plans for me and so I am always at home.)
Once again, my Father decides to take matters into his own hands by getting my cousin to hook me up with some of her job contacts. Normally, I would be grateful, but it seems that I have grown overly accustomed to my lazy carefree lifestyle that I started feeling resentful instead. Oh, this is so wrong.
Since Saturday, my cousin, Aiti, has been SMS'ing me several times a day to update me on the job offers she has found for me. I dread it every time my hand phone buzzes. She'd repeatedly remind me to send her my resume. Well, my resume is gone after the hard drive crash so I am redoing it. Thank god Darrell had Windows Office or else I'd be doomed on such a short notice.
The constant SMS'es are a constant reminder to me that it is time for me to wake up. It has totally killed my mood to have any sort of fun cos' I know all that will be short-lived once I score a job interview and get hired. I am kinda ambivalent about all this but I shall see how it goes.
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