The best thing about having an OJT is getting to say stuff like “Busy ako, may pinapagawa boss ko eh.” It sounds so adult! So responsible! So very things that I am not!
When I was a college frosh, I used to think that I could never go through with on-the-job training. 200 hours in an office, actually working? It seemed too big a step towards being an—gulp—adult that I used to freak out at the idea.
But now I’m working from 9-6 in the Human Resources Department of a large construction company. I get to answer the phone with “Good afternoon, HR”, update and file documents and records, make write-ups for recommendations and sanctions.
|This is what I see every afternoon on my way home.|
Work is really quite pleasant. I’m just disturbed because it appears as though I really need to grow up. For god’s sake, I still buy bottles of bubbles at toy stores. I am not ready to be a job-seeking, bill-paying adult, you know?