Working for the Pandas
My mum used to say I worked for the taxi driver. Well, not really; I just used to take the taxi to work a lot when I first started working. It was a lot more than taking the bus and that was cuz I used to wake up too late to get to work on time if I took the bus.
These days, I don’t have to take a taxi or bus, or even drive, to work. That’s cuz I work from home. But that’s not the point of this post.
These days, I work for the pandas. Put another way, I work so I have money to go and volunteer at Bifengxia in China, and be among my beloved animals at least once a year.
If I were still in a 9-to-5 job, I would not have such luxury; I would have to apply for “leave” and depend on someone else to say whether I can or not. The last time I ever did that, the “leave” wasn’t approved, or rather, there was no word as to whether it was approved or denied, and that got me kind of angry, and became a minor consideration when I decided to quit. I think when you’re in a 9-to-5 job, your life is not your own but the company’s, or to be more exact, your department head’s.
To be honest, I may not be earning as much as when I was in a 9-to-5 job, but at least, my life is my own. Plus, my health thanks me, too.
