OK, I think I have anxiety issues. I have a fear of meeting new people and a fear of stepping into unknown territories [but hey, I pretty much explored London alone]. I'm clearly not the social butterfly some people think I am. Sure I'm crazy and noisy, and I will roll my chair up and down the school corridors, but that is only with people I know. Unless of course I happen to be high then who knows what nonsense will come out from my mouth. More often than not, I do not like being in an entirely new environment, one which I'm not familiar with, and one which requires me to meet new people. I'd admit, I'm more of an introvert. Throw me into a room with only a computer and some books, and I'll very likely survive for a long time without going stark raving mad from the lack of human interaction. Maybe that explains why I've only had 2 jobs since I graduated from JC. Or maybe, I'm just lazy. It's not like I desperately need the money, I just am very happy at home. So Mom arranged for this job at a design company for me while I was in London, and perhaps I wasn't ready to face the working world and the uncertainties that come with it, or that I was in a foul mood that Monday morning, because whatever it was, I decided I didn't want a job, so I left the building. On hindsight, it wasn't the smartest thing. On hindsight, there are many things we wish we could undo. I'm usually a very mild mannered person, and I think I got up on the wrong side of bed that morning. Sometimes I wonder where that saying comes from. Some sayings are ridiculous when taken literally, especially in my case because one side of my bed's up against the wall so if I were to get up on the wrong side, it would mean rolling out of bed and crashing into said wall.In an effort to step out of my comfort zone, and perhaps because I have been in a relatively 'I need to earn some dough' mood, I went with Minyen to an interview at this job agency yesterday. When we were asked what areas we were comfortable working in, Minyen mentioned that she preferred customer service related jobs like telemarketing, sales, and promotions, whereas for me, all I wanted was data entry, and general administrative/clerical stuff. So the interviewer said that the both of us were very different. Minyen likes to relate to people whereas for me, I prefer relating to a computer [she didn't actually say that last part, but I sure was thinking it]. Once again, my introvertness shines through.Anyhoo, I managed to snag a job working at Thomson Learning, which I found out this afternoon. It really is a small world when I asked Dad who he knows there since the publishing business is a very close-knit community in tiny Singapore. Perhaps my prayers to find a job with someone I know were answered [but that was because I was hoping to be able to work with Minyen], because it provided comfort that Auntie Janet happens to be the Marketing Director at Thomson Learning. She used to work for Dad, and has seen me since I was still small enough to sleep inside a basket. So at least it won't entirely be an uncomfortable and unknown territory for me due to the fact that I know someone there, and I have a feeling most of the higher ups know my Dad as well so I think I'm going to hear alot of "This is Tim's daughter!" when I start work next Tuesday. First up though, I need some office wear. I never liked this part. When I worked in church, I could wear jeans, and in Coffee Club, just their uniform. Now it's office wear, which also makes me feel relatively older. 
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