employment.

A nail biting finale, in which on that fateful morning I finally received the call from my would-be employers that they would be offering me the job instead of the faceless two other (tempted to use a really appropriate expletive that accurately describes them but decides not to) competitors that popped outta no where.

The start of the month spells out a new chapter in life for me, as I donned the uncomfortable office attire and put on leather shoes to kick start my CPF account.

The excitement of joining the workforce promptly lasted 10mins after I left my house on the first day as I battled with frenzied ah sohs (who strangely have so much energy so early in the morning) to board the bus filled with sleepy students, the working force, and the Crazies.

(I dubbed those that prefer to do their own stuff in the wee hours of the morning than to sleep in as the Crazies.)

Incidentally, just so that my day gets worse, the bulk of the people on the bus alights at the stop just BEFORE mine. So I will only get a seat for one stop. Lovely. Not to mention the next bus I take, if I don't get a seat, means I'll be standing for 15-20mins depending on the traffic jam on the expressway.

Luckily, I found a new way to work, the company bus @ kovan. So its like going back to the JC days all over again.

Work is more bearable when you have good friends working in the building/beside you/floor itself. Especially when we "bump into each other" in the pantry.