You know you love your job when...
Thursday, March 10th, 2011 16:50![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cookiecutterMy boss in on leave today. And I actually miss his presence.
I miss his laughter, his jokes, his humourous points of view on Singaporean-Malaysian politics. And having lunch together. Since he knows all of us more than any of us will know each other, he's like the medium that all the collegues connect with one another. The spine of our interaction.
Suddenly, the office is dead quiet without him around. His phone ain't rining, and his voice isn't blasting through his cubicle.
The silence is almost painful. Isolating.
Despite having started work for nearly a month, I felt almost estranged.
Am I really so dependent on my boss for my office social life?
And all I can do, is to work quietly while listening to Jay Chou on my ipod.
(As if to add to the mood, I was assigned to edit an article on caring for the dying)
Martin, please come back tomorrow. We miss you.
I miss his laughter, his jokes, his humourous points of view on Singaporean-Malaysian politics. And having lunch together. Since he knows all of us more than any of us will know each other, he's like the medium that all the collegues connect with one another. The spine of our interaction.
Suddenly, the office is dead quiet without him around. His phone ain't rining, and his voice isn't blasting through his cubicle.
The silence is almost painful. Isolating.
Despite having started work for nearly a month, I felt almost estranged.
Am I really so dependent on my boss for my office social life?
And all I can do, is to work quietly while listening to Jay Chou on my ipod.
(As if to add to the mood, I was assigned to edit an article on caring for the dying)
Martin, please come back tomorrow. We miss you.
