Monday, March 24, 2014

Disorganized thoughts.

Besides the mass hiring of this company that comes with heavy workload for me (which I still weirdly enjoy), the OTs, the non-existent weekends, and the people I work with (aka people I spend my 24/7 with) what I love about my job now is not even my job description.

Our GM changed last November 2013. He was former Operations Manager of an account in the company blah blah blah. Let's skip the technicals because that's boring. So anyway, he is my manager's best friend that means Brevs, Aeron and I always go out with him on weekends. This is at some point cool, because heyyyyy! I am with a very big company's GM whooo! But at most times, not. We talk about work, and work, and work--which a Friday night is not supposed to be.

I like him though. He's the charismatic type, I guess. He reminds me so much of people I met in college. People who are ideal, passionate and reflective. People who I always love to talk to.

So guess what, I am now telling you what I love about my work now.

He asks me to write his speeches, his scripts at conferences, his email to this company's bosses. Of course he won't mention that I composed those speeches, but to hear your words spoken to a lot of people, your words reaching people you know will not just casually talk to you, and that small connection you have with your boss because you know what he wants and you know you can give it--

Making his speeches was like writing my thesis last year. I know how it will go, I can explain it, and defend it, but I cannot write it. I can say it better than I put it on paper. I can visualize it, but i cannot write it. And maybe I am enjoying what I am doing right now because it gives me the thought that I have finally overcome this weakness. That finally, I can organize my thoughts.

Hmm. I'm stopping here.