My collar is blue!!!

People do many things to survive in order to carry on their lives on a daily basis. Whether that is legal or illegal is a valid issue, but it all comes down to circumstances. Humans all over the world are given the ability to adapt according to their environments and at the same time thrive in it at best. I’ve also found a part-time gig that is very gruelling mentally and more intensive physically.

Where? Here’s a hint- the watering hole of my glorious campus. Go figure, please. As for the wage, I’m very proud to say the management is paying me RM 3.50 per hour. Yippeeee!!! I wonder what’s the minimum wage rate in Malaysia? It’s not that I want to demand more because getting a part-time job itself is a big deal. I mean, one reason for getting the job was the manager is from the motherland. I needed the cash and he offered work; forces of supply and demand of labour at work.

If any of you reading this haven’t worked for 12 hours a day, then stop trying relating to my situation. My longest to date is 14 hours and 30 min, which sucked every ounce of life I had. After closing shop, the manager and I went to get supplies at a wholesale mart in Selayang. When I say wholesale mart, picture a building similar to an airplane hangar stacked to the roof with supplies, and its open 24 hours!!! People were selling things beside the road even past midnight, and right then it hit me. I still had it good, even though I worked 12 hours daily. I appreciated my job, whatever that I was doing, did, or going to do in the weeks to come. Bottom line is this- if it’s an honest job that you sweat to earn a living, then ain’t any shame in that.

Amidst all this commotion, there was also good news. What’s the probability of both good things and challenging situations happening together?? Got no clue. The faculty has nominated me for awards at convo, which to me was far from expected. You’re first nominated by your faculty (only 5 students with the highest graduating cgpa from their respective departments in each semester qualify) in which case they ask you to submit co-curricular activities. Depending on ones co-curricular performance, the graduation committee would choose the person best suited for each award being offered by each faculty. I can say nothing other than this being a blessing from God. Now, my only worry is that I’m good enough to get an award.

I just found out that a friend of mine in Aussie is doing a part-time job to cover his living expenses. By the way he talked about it, many things didn’t add up. After inquiring of his job description I hit the roof. How does working as a busboy in a 5-star strip club sound?? An ethical dilemma indeed!!

P.S- Thank you to the white-collar lady who was kind enough to give me a treat as a gesture of being part of the workforce. I owe you one. Fear not, because I shall in due time treat you to a blue-collar lunch of roti canai and teh tarikh!!!