If you read all my posts over the last few weeks, you will know I have been waiting for this very last day at work. But you know just 5 minutes after I left my office and was walking away from this wonderful PriceWaterhouseCoopers Building at 8 Cross Street for the very last time, I felt something tugging at me.
My colleagues are really such sweet people. All of them came all the way to the reception (okay la, not that farrr) to give me their well wishes although all the time I do not even bother talking to them or even just greeting them good morning first thing in the day. Sometimes I even go to work with such a chao-bin face that even the cleaner auntie who burps like a hippopotamus ignore me instead of the usual "xie xie xiao mei". I think I really gotta thank ah pau who set the 'foundation' for me, making work at Solvay such a enjoyable one. (erh actually I am really bored like 95% of the time. This Lerjun knows really well!!! haha) Oh, not forgetting, they really love ah pau too. They were asking me all about pau!! See, how to hate my job plus my colleagues? Even the DHL man gave me a pen for a souvenir la! All I gave them was a little sugar roll from Polar. Hey, I love Polar sugar rolls. It is kinda surprising that I actually can feel so attached to something even though it was just a mere 3 months thing..
Why got such nostalgia over work? Me dont understand.
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