A Little Bit of Shakespeare

It’s a rainy Friday evening. I’m sitting here at the office, kind of waiting. It’s past quitting time. Apart from me, the only other people here are one guy from purchasing who is finishing up on some paper work, the two men in charge of delivering all the goods to the branches, and the guard.

I just finished a ritual which I rarely get to do these days, not with the level of activity and pressure and stress I’m currently under. What’s the ritual? Listing the things I should do tomorrow. Or in this case, the coming long weekend.

Right after I slid the last folder into the paperbag I’m using to bring them home, I let out a sigh and a question popped in my head. Why are you doing this, Demi?

Yeah. Why are you doing this, Demi?

Earlier you were reading through the written interview done by your CEO and you had to hold back a couple of snorts.

Before that, you were meeting with your agency and telling them about your idea to hold a brainstorming session with them for next year, yet in your mind you were telling yourself what’s the point when you don’t plan to be around for long. More than half of those projects, you won’t see to fruition. And with you gone, there isn’t even any guarantee they will still follow through with the plans you will apply yourself planning.

This week, you had been talking constantly with your new hire because there are things you both want to do now that she’s around. Yet, you had to stop yourself a couple of times from blurting out, "I still want those even though I’m leaving".

You started the week with a sit down with Xavier and came out of that meeting angry and disbelieving.

So why, Demi? Why continue to enslave yourself for a cause you don’t believe anymore?

Well, you inquisitive person, you. I do have an answer. I do it because though I may not believe in the cause anymore, I owe them and myself to still give everything I can. I am employed by them. And until that is no longer true, slacking off and being uncaring is not fair. I get wages, they get my efforts. That’s the deal.

And I have another answer for you. I do it because I cannot be otherwise. To thine own self be true. This is one adage that I try to live by to the fullest.

Sure, there are times that in hindsight I realize that I have convinced myself of something only to find out later on that I was wrong. Still, while in that state, I was in that state.

That’s why here I am. Except for a few, people have no idea that I have lost the love I have for this job and am looking for a new one to love, to cherish, to give it my all. Or maybe it’s not a job waiting for me next, after all. My own business. One where I can pour my heart out, lay down all my beliefs about work ethics and caring for people and getting the job done no matter what.

So you, inquisitive person, you. Keep me in your thoughts. Dream of my dreams. Believe that my future is laid out for me, the way I hope it would be.




























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