barriers
Alright mates, yesterday was my first day of internship and i seriously still thought that it was just a bad dream. However, reality just got harsh on me and unknowingly, i advanced to the second day of my internship, and where is it situated actually? At somewhere really far away from my home. A journey of an hour and a half isn't the killing factor here for me, what kills is the working factor, and the working environment.
A woman dressed in yellow tapered pants, with a jacket that doesn't match, waltzes in the office, flaunts her atrocious english in front of me and assigns stuff that are totally irrelevant to my course of study. She told me in a way in which i took half a day to decipher, that i was attached to the quality assurance department. A factory production job that is. So, together with the people whom i've befriended, we wore our business suits, stepped in to the production place, and starts getting information that was way beyond extraordinary indoctrined in our brain.
How on earth can an internship person be asked to do something so irrelevant, and asked to be one of their "oh so honorable production personnel". I wasn't trying to be sacarstic, i am. I lodged an appeal to my liason officer, and i pray that lady luck will stand by me and review this scam. So that i can do my internship, at somewhere..less..weird?
And yes. i strongly dislike those cheena skanks who speaks mandarian faster than a bullet train.
i wouldn't mind if it was english that is. Oh well..i am looking forward to friday already. Damn.
A woman dressed in yellow tapered pants, with a jacket that doesn't match, waltzes in the office, flaunts her atrocious english in front of me and assigns stuff that are totally irrelevant to my course of study. She told me in a way in which i took half a day to decipher, that i was attached to the quality assurance department. A factory production job that is. So, together with the people whom i've befriended, we wore our business suits, stepped in to the production place, and starts getting information that was way beyond extraordinary indoctrined in our brain.
How on earth can an internship person be asked to do something so irrelevant, and asked to be one of their "oh so honorable production personnel". I wasn't trying to be sacarstic, i am. I lodged an appeal to my liason officer, and i pray that lady luck will stand by me and review this scam. So that i can do my internship, at somewhere..less..weird?
And yes. i strongly dislike those cheena skanks who speaks mandarian faster than a bullet train.
i wouldn't mind if it was english that is. Oh well..i am looking forward to friday already. Damn.