So it ends. Much like everything else, there is always an end. Such is the same for my attachment.
I must admit that I felt a little bit sad that I cannot join my ex-colleagues in their fight with the papers and documents. Not that I like the job a lot. It is the people.
Hard to believe? a month ago I was still cursing and swearing about the people and now I kind of miss them. The only reason is because I learnt about ways to handle people. I even went and bought a book on ways to handle difficult people. It helped. A month ago, they will be insulted or angry if I tell them about a mistake they made. But towards the end, they are able to accept it well and even apologise sincerely.
Why? because I made them my friends. We were able to joke, laugh and make fun of each other. All because I change the way I interact with them. Different people, Different time, Different mood all requires different ways of handling. I would say that I managed to find that way successfully. (Of course, the occasional treat of cakes and puffs help)
The end of one thing, is only the beginning of another. Now I have to come up with a report on the attachment. I must admit that I do not really like to write a report. But then again, who likes it anyway. .. LOL...
