The story of the plastic knives
a man went to the market to buy a knife for his kitchen (budget $10). he looked for a stall selling knives, but could not find one. an old woman came along, and asked if he would like to buy some plastic knives.
"I will sell you 2 plastic knives for $1." the old lady said.
the man thought abt it. He could use the plastic knives also, and they are much cheaper than the steel one he initially wanted. so he bought the plastic ones.
he brought the knives home and set them to work. he took care of them by wiping them clean carefully every night after a whole day of cutting.
he told the knives, "I will buy a magic potion for you, to turn you into steel knives. but it is not 100% successful. u also have to work harder everyday to have higher chance of turning into steel."
the plastic knives were very happy upon hearing this. they will get to upgrade to steel!
they worked hard day after day, thinking of the day they would turn into steel.
one day, the man did not wipe the knives clean at night. nor the next night.
then the next day, he brought home a steel knife and threw the redundant (and cheap) plastic knives into the rubbish bin.
the plastic knives had the shock of their lives. one moment they were going to turn into steel, but the next moment they get thrown away and replaced by a brand new steel knife.
they then realised that while they had been busy working hard for the man, the ungrateful creature was looking out for a good steel knife to come along. he never had the intention to buy the magic potion, nor help the plastic knives grow stronger.
and so the plastic knives wept silently.
this was what i wrote last night, after talking with two of my closest colleagues. basically i felt manipulated and that my fate has already been sealed,but things are still going on under the disguise of "training".
the morning after feeling was different. i blabbered out to my father all i could remember and asked him for an opinion. he feels that i should not worry too much abt office politics, and just "learn as much as i can". i have been hearing this phrase so much that i'm so sick of it.
but ultimately, whether i get employed by saesl or not, this training of 18mths is for my personal benefit too. so i shud milk out whatever knowledge i can out of the pple ard me, and also make back up plans.
just not a very gd feeling, but i also dont really stand to lose much if i dont get selected after it all. and i also cant think too much abt who is the gd guy or who is the bad guy.......... who i shud trust, who i shud talk to......
argh
conclusion: have to constantly improve my skill set (quote from the Recruit Section) and learn and learn non stop.
"I will sell you 2 plastic knives for $1." the old lady said.
the man thought abt it. He could use the plastic knives also, and they are much cheaper than the steel one he initially wanted. so he bought the plastic ones.
he brought the knives home and set them to work. he took care of them by wiping them clean carefully every night after a whole day of cutting.
he told the knives, "I will buy a magic potion for you, to turn you into steel knives. but it is not 100% successful. u also have to work harder everyday to have higher chance of turning into steel."
the plastic knives were very happy upon hearing this. they will get to upgrade to steel!
they worked hard day after day, thinking of the day they would turn into steel.
one day, the man did not wipe the knives clean at night. nor the next night.
then the next day, he brought home a steel knife and threw the redundant (and cheap) plastic knives into the rubbish bin.
the plastic knives had the shock of their lives. one moment they were going to turn into steel, but the next moment they get thrown away and replaced by a brand new steel knife.
they then realised that while they had been busy working hard for the man, the ungrateful creature was looking out for a good steel knife to come along. he never had the intention to buy the magic potion, nor help the plastic knives grow stronger.
and so the plastic knives wept silently.
this was what i wrote last night, after talking with two of my closest colleagues. basically i felt manipulated and that my fate has already been sealed,but things are still going on under the disguise of "training".
the morning after feeling was different. i blabbered out to my father all i could remember and asked him for an opinion. he feels that i should not worry too much abt office politics, and just "learn as much as i can". i have been hearing this phrase so much that i'm so sick of it.
but ultimately, whether i get employed by saesl or not, this training of 18mths is for my personal benefit too. so i shud milk out whatever knowledge i can out of the pple ard me, and also make back up plans.
just not a very gd feeling, but i also dont really stand to lose much if i dont get selected after it all. and i also cant think too much abt who is the gd guy or who is the bad guy.......... who i shud trust, who i shud talk to......
argh
conclusion: have to constantly improve my skill set (quote from the Recruit Section) and learn and learn non stop.
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