It has been such a stressful week. The writing job that was literally killing me, continued to slowly kill me. I worked over the weekend, made amendments, rewrote sections, etc based on feedback that came from various people. And the crazy thing was - they commented on something, asked to changed, then a few days later looked that that section again and commented that I wrote it wrongly, and asked to changed. I was like... OMG... Itu belum lagi masuk bab data asyik bertukar. Last Friday I waited till 6pm for feedback - they scribbled on hardcopy - apparently the latest console I got was not the latest. Did the changes over the weekend, cross-checked against the new console, come Monday - the data I had was wrong. There's an updated console. I tried to be very, very accommodating and patient. But then, a little comment on "track changes" said - "updated data already given to you". I was like... when???
I took a step back, did solat istiharah twice. I reflected on all the things that have happened in the duration of the project. How Aliyah was left at the office (bertemankan other nice tenants), how I literally run from the client's site to the train station to catch the komuter back so that I can get to the office to be with her, how I spent weeks doing the work but kept getting new figures and numbers, and how I despise looking at this data of how the powers that be spent tax-payers money - the allocated amount, the amount spent, the amount not spent (wonder where it went?), etc - while small businesses like me struggle to survive.
So, I wrote an email informing that I quit. I have never done this before. I have always been a professional. I will complete a job even if it kills me. But this time around, I just cannot go on. It was not fair for me. It might not be fair for them but they should have managed the project better.
I then sat quietly for some time. And alhamdulillah, for the first time in weeks, I felt so relief. I don't know what the consequences will be. But I already wrote in my email that they don't have to pay me. I take it as a very rewarding experience. The worst that could happen? My company might get blacklisted. Obviously will not get payment. No problem. Rezeki Allah yang bagi. Berdoa semoga mendapat yang lebih baik.
I took a step back, did solat istiharah twice. I reflected on all the things that have happened in the duration of the project. How Aliyah was left at the office (bertemankan other nice tenants), how I literally run from the client's site to the train station to catch the komuter back so that I can get to the office to be with her, how I spent weeks doing the work but kept getting new figures and numbers, and how I despise looking at this data of how the powers that be spent tax-payers money - the allocated amount, the amount spent, the amount not spent (wonder where it went?), etc - while small businesses like me struggle to survive.
So, I wrote an email informing that I quit. I have never done this before. I have always been a professional. I will complete a job even if it kills me. But this time around, I just cannot go on. It was not fair for me. It might not be fair for them but they should have managed the project better.
I then sat quietly for some time. And alhamdulillah, for the first time in weeks, I felt so relief. I don't know what the consequences will be. But I already wrote in my email that they don't have to pay me. I take it as a very rewarding experience. The worst that could happen? My company might get blacklisted. Obviously will not get payment. No problem. Rezeki Allah yang bagi. Berdoa semoga mendapat yang lebih baik.
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