It has been one year and ten months since I came to Bintaro and start my first formal job ever. Yesterday, August 20 2014, was the last day I could contribute something for my company. As usual, saying goodbye is so damn hard, especially because my work mates are so cool and awesome and kind.
Not doing the eight to five daily routine anymore makes me reminiscing the good experiences I had with this job. Surely, they're way too nice to be left behind, and here comes my thought on some things I'm gonna miss.
Doing business trip will be the main thing I'm gonna miss! This is the most awesome aspect of my past job, I could travel all around Indonesia archipelago, for free! There were works to do, of course, but I still found it very fun. Let's do the count! Out of 34 Indonesia's provinces, I've been visited 15 of them, working purpose! Wiihii... I consider that as an awesome achievement, haha! Another fact of these business trips was the super heavy schedule: I could be at three different city located at three different islands within five working days! I was boarding on a plane with the same feeling as if I jump into the angkot in front of my kosan. My kosan mates even getting used to my schedule that made me couldn't be find in kosan for a week, or even more.
The demanding schedule also compelled me to be a creative-with-time person. For example, I had to accustomed myself on doing anything in a riding taxi, from sleep, eat, rehearse my presentation, and even doing make-up. Pak Wawan is a Blue Bird taxi driver who used to be my regular, and he was also accustomed to this habit of mine, especially when I had a 5 am flight to be caught, haha...
But after all, traveling surely is one of the loveliest things to do on earth. I could interact with many people from many different places and cultures (all hail Indonesia and its diversity!), went to awesome places, and of course, tried many (many!) Indonesian culinary, right in its origin. Don't blame me for this overweight body of mine, because the temptations were so damn hard to resist. I mean, how come you could miss a bowl of hot Coto Makassar, even if you had a plate of Mi Titi Panakukkang's before?
Despite of that, being alone almost everywhere was another fact of the job. At the airport, at the train station, at the plane, at the train, at the hotel room, you name it. Yes, my business trip was kind of a solo trip, so clingy girl would not welcome here. I'm a genuinely sanguine and a very social girl actually, who really need to be in a group or crowd to feel happy. But I tried to enjoy my solitude, usually it is earplug and tablet and smart phone which always be my saviors. Another fun thing to do when I was alone was to monitor people's gesture around me, how they react to problem, how they communicate. One 'weird' thing that I realize is that I could reduce my fear on something 'magic' during my working time. I used to be a fainthearted person, especially when it's come to something like ghost etc, so I don't really like being alone on a place I have not ever been. But I found myself comfortable living alone at many hotel room, even ones that said to be scary. Thank God, I never encountered any scary moment, and hopefully I would never ever experience any of that.
I think I will also miss doing my main job: public speaking a.k.a presentation. I had done presentation in many settings, from small group presentation with only five audiences, to large scale audience, for example in front of nearly 200 general practitioners. It was sometime scary, I admit, to speak scientifically in front of doctors or professors who are the masters of their respective field of practice. But I like it, especially when they appreciate what I was saying. And in my opinion, doing presentation in a small city's hospital feels more passionate than doing it in a metropolitan hospital, because the audience were really gave their greatest attention to what I delivered, asked so many questions, and sometimes they even took a note about the 'lesson' I gave.
Work mates are definitely next thing to be missed once I resign. In my department, we're working more like a family than mere office mates. Some of them are my sweet escapes, whom I could share my stories with. From laugh bursting to tear jerking stories, they always there. I think I'm gonna tell about them further on another post :) But leaving them makes me really sad. There will be no more hanging around after office hours, no more sleepover nights at their kosan, no more stupid Sametime chat, no more lunch at the Dining H(e)all, no more restroom's lame joke, and so on. Oh, here come my teary eyes. They really made my days, and made the working load to be much bearable.
Look! What a wonderful job I had! Yes, of course there were some unpleasant moments too, but I just want to remember only the gracious things and try to forget the bad ones. Hey, life is already complicated, why should we always beef about what has happened?
But, even though it was a great first job, life must goes on, and I have to let it go to catch my dream. I am really grateful that God blessed me with this challenging yet fun working experience, and moreover I thank Him that I could pass it all well.
Thank you, and I'm gonna miss those precious moments so much :)
