*puny*

Why is it that a trigger is indispensable for bosses to take action?
Why does management somehow give the punies in a company a dodgy stranded imprint?
Is that… what ‘management’ is all about?

My entries have circled around work, work and more work. I do suppose I have a life outside work, but of late, ‘work’ has been the focus. Like every other graduates, I do envisage having a rewarding career, one where I am able to pick up technical skills, and one where I feel… accomplished.

Leaving behind pressure vessels, I had five offers at hand.

No complaints. I am a lucky puny.

Water was the last offer, and... the least. I took it.

The interview was positive.
Promising.
Hopeful.
Very promising indeed.

A certain amount of increment promised after confirmation never came.
Gaining technical experience I am still waiting. No longer hopeful though.
Emails of ‘good news’ are bountiful. Flags of ‘hopes’ waving high.
Healthy.

No feedback after weeks of waiting.
Not healthy.

Graduate Engineer Program.
No program.
We are on our own.
The punies are rising up.
Slowly but surely.
One way or another.

My good brudderrr is leaving. Here comes his farewell email to us all. All the very best to Owen & BeeL & little-baby-in-tummy. I can’t resist posting this photo. It’s really pretty!

This puny is going to miss you… as a brudder always on a look out, and as a ever ever-helpful senior.

*cheers*