When you know you’re sitting in the wrong place
I turn my head to left and right, looking for some human activity in the room, but there is not even a single one. Everybody around me are stick their eyes on the screen, typing there fingers on the keyboard that sounds “tac tac”. Still their mouths shut.
Backed to Vietnam after one year working abroad, I tried to find a job that fits my interest, writing. After a while, I found it, a Content Creative position in a small Digital Marketing Agent. It seemed good at the tittle, and maybe fun when thought about the scope of works.
It was at first but then somehow it turned out wrong. I found no inspiration to write, some time I felt stuck at the ideal, words didn’t come up. Everyday I came to the box, I mean the office, I have to imagine about the product, find some review on the internet, and created a new one of review article. Have not thing in my hand to feel about it, or even a touch.
This must be wrong, that’s not something I was looking for. Not this kind of writing, a kind that if I keep on doing I will walk myself in to an narrow alley and stuck at the end of it.
But it’s not the only bad thing
The job scope will be ok, and the inspiration will come if there’s a good environment you sitting in. At least for me. A exciting room with funny people who keep on talking together, doing something jocularly. That will help alot.
It wipe the sorrow away, blur out the stress, and keeps the staff getting to the office every day with a smile. I once worked in an company like that, with many wonderful colleagues. I was happy back then, and always wanted to go to company to see them, to work with them. Though the daily tasks quite suck =)).
Here and now, things are like nightmare. When I wake up in the morning, I feel terrible lazy, and don’t want to get up. It takes me almost one hour from my house to the office. I wonder to myself if I really want to open that door, step inside and put my Macbook on the table then have my keyboard typed constantly.
The colleagues here, they’re not really friendly, then just talk to the one beside them when they have to. A quiet room, without any laugh. A quiet room with all the robot activites.
The room that is quiet but the sound of whispers, keyboard typing and some yawns…
