Too long. He’s so damn-tired, both mentally and physically. Though they treat him well, yet sometimes he felt that he was tortured. No…! Not sometimes, but many times he felt that he was tortured. His working hours just waaay too-damn-long, and he felt jealous of others. He demanded something for months, “please, give me friends that can accompany me…” He’s trying to say that the strugling way too hard for him, he can’t do it by himself.
Yes, they heard that, yet they kept silent. Yes, they knew that, yet they did nothing. To make things worst, they asked him for more, they demanded him to do more. More and more tasks. More and more responsibilities. His burden just too heavy. He couldn’t stand anymore. Despite all the good and bad memory he has experienced, he convinces himself to take the decision.
Then he decided. The final decision. This month. This easter 2009. He won’t work anymore for them. With tears, he announced RESIGNATION…! No circumstances will change his mind. He shouted loudly, “DON’T EVEN TRY TO STOP ME..!! I QUIT…!!”
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Relax guys. Take a deep breath. It was NOT me, it was my-black-shoes. You know, he’s been working for me since 2001. I predicted it long time ago that he’s going to resign.
Finally, after 8 years, he didn’t make it, he resigned. I awarded him as my toughest shoes I’ve ever had - yes, it’s my old-ugly-black-shoes. I replaced it with a new-branded-one. And, since the new one is 6 times more expensive, I expect that the new one will survive 6 times longer (apprx. 48 years) than the last one, hehe2…
Good bye to my old-black-shoes. Rest in peace, bro… Welcome to the new one and enjoy the slavery for the next 48 years…
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