Retention

It feels great to just sit here while looking at the vivid sky and witnessing the sunset on lazy afternoons. It's nice watching people pass by and little kids happily running outside, listening to the music from a nearby videoke house or simply having both ears to the chirping birds.

I wonder when was the last time I did this - beeing a carefree bum! I could hardly remember but for sure it's been years now. All I know is, lately, my system has been preoccupied with stuffs - small and huge alike. I'm not only talking about being busy because of doing big tasks. Well, with the type of work that I had (yes, I mean, my previous job, the one I had a month ago), I wasn't feeling tired physically because of literally carrying burdens in my shoulder like what construction workers do everyday. It's a different level of tiresome and stressful feelings.I realized it was worse than carrying huge baggages in the port. At least after work they only need to breathe easy and simmer down in bed. With the work that I had, my mind was still thinking about the insults that the customers said. "Damn you, Filipinos! You morons!" Things like that. Others may say we'll get used to it soon but hey I couldn't take it anymore. Somehow it affects me as a person psychologically. After shift, my spoil would still run through my head unconciously, as much as I tried to avoid work, it's not that easy.

Then when I arrived home, I would read a lot of messages in my phone coming fro my family I left oceans aways. Sometimes I get excited about news like how my little baby boy would turn on and off the tv while my parents are watching. But there are times that I'll get worried because he's sick. So problems with family and work began to juggle in my mind. The worries I have for my family, the thoughts on how to stretch my income to support all our needs plus the irritating comments of my callers.

So I quit. The fighter side of me just realized to surrender or else I would eventually destroy myself. I started to become more impatient, hot-tempered and easily ticked off. Upon seeing daylight, I stopped. This isn't doing me any good. I wasn't happy with my life and with the person I'm becoming.

Sad to say, I'm stuck to this industry because of my desire to earn bigger but I know some wouldn's require me to capture all of those cheap shot and mockery in almost 90 - 100% of my calls.

There would still be good reasons to stay...

Eventually, I would learn to love the job of being an agent...