If I can write all the pain for the past few years, it will be a very long journey. Thank God I don't have that long mile to bring back those sad memories. Only few miles I would like to share.
I thought thinking of quitting my job as a customer service rep/technical support/ sales support was the biggest and brilliant idea I had. And it was not at all. It was the worst and very bad decision I made.
Maybe because I was so tired of the IR's I had. If I remember completely, I was a very competent and very energetic type of agent before. I always come at work very early just to have a perfect spot. I always don't want to be late and off the cuff. I had all my things well prepared in my station, my computer will be ready, headset is in control. I really loved to go to work.
5 years of being an agent is quiet tough. From being a customer service. I was trained for another scope and I'm still getting the same payout. The last one was very hard. I always end up in another team, if not in one of the Top team I will be in the lowest team. So far the best achievement I've got is one of the Top Agent in the entire floor. I was very happy when I saw my face flying in the ceiling when I got back to work from a 5 days leave. It was a good feeling. A good experienced.
There was a time I felt tired and I want to quit. And whenever I tried to pass my resignation, I felt bad about it. I will always remember my friends, my team mates, my very kind Team Leader who always scolded me whenever I had a very long AHT. Until I decided to work and stay for good in that company.
Not until 2013. I just realized that number 13 is really a bad number. Fine. It was done already. I was doomed.
When I got back from a very long sick leave because that was the Doctor advised to me. I didn't know that my papers was submitted to the HR as one of the Rogue agent. Lol. It would be very pleasing if I'm one of the Rogue heroine. Anyway, it was not a new thing to me.
I was called by one of the HR. We talked about me being in the company for more than 5 years. And that HR girl was in the company for not more than a year and she talked as if she knows the company very well. I really hate her until now. So, after series of blah blah, she wants me to resign. The company forced me to resign without getting anything! I was quiet pissed off that time that all I ever think is to get out of that room and take a deep breathe!
Why on earth they want me to resign? When in fact I have all my valid reasons, I have all the papers needed to let them know what happened in that few days I was absent. I feel very upset that time. Even my bitchy bitch gay Team Leader did not defend me. I wanted to cry, that HR girl saw my teary eyes. I know she has a good heart but the company wants me to go. The HR girl wanted me to think about it, and she also offered me to stay. But I am very full of emotions that time! My heart is aching because of that. And then, I signed the paper. I have no choice but to moved on that day.
The boyfriend saw my cheerless face when I went home. And he absolutely knew why.
Gonna leave you here and I will continue this one in a later time.
Enjoy.
I thought thinking of quitting my job as a customer service rep/technical support/ sales support was the biggest and brilliant idea I had. And it was not at all. It was the worst and very bad decision I made.
Maybe because I was so tired of the IR's I had. If I remember completely, I was a very competent and very energetic type of agent before. I always come at work very early just to have a perfect spot. I always don't want to be late and off the cuff. I had all my things well prepared in my station, my computer will be ready, headset is in control. I really loved to go to work.
5 years of being an agent is quiet tough. From being a customer service. I was trained for another scope and I'm still getting the same payout. The last one was very hard. I always end up in another team, if not in one of the Top team I will be in the lowest team. So far the best achievement I've got is one of the Top Agent in the entire floor. I was very happy when I saw my face flying in the ceiling when I got back to work from a 5 days leave. It was a good feeling. A good experienced.
There was a time I felt tired and I want to quit. And whenever I tried to pass my resignation, I felt bad about it. I will always remember my friends, my team mates, my very kind Team Leader who always scolded me whenever I had a very long AHT. Until I decided to work and stay for good in that company.
Not until 2013. I just realized that number 13 is really a bad number. Fine. It was done already. I was doomed.
When I got back from a very long sick leave because that was the Doctor advised to me. I didn't know that my papers was submitted to the HR as one of the Rogue agent. Lol. It would be very pleasing if I'm one of the Rogue heroine. Anyway, it was not a new thing to me.
I was called by one of the HR. We talked about me being in the company for more than 5 years. And that HR girl was in the company for not more than a year and she talked as if she knows the company very well. I really hate her until now. So, after series of blah blah, she wants me to resign. The company forced me to resign without getting anything! I was quiet pissed off that time that all I ever think is to get out of that room and take a deep breathe!
Why on earth they want me to resign? When in fact I have all my valid reasons, I have all the papers needed to let them know what happened in that few days I was absent. I feel very upset that time. Even my bitchy bitch gay Team Leader did not defend me. I wanted to cry, that HR girl saw my teary eyes. I know she has a good heart but the company wants me to go. The HR girl wanted me to think about it, and she also offered me to stay. But I am very full of emotions that time! My heart is aching because of that. And then, I signed the paper. I have no choice but to moved on that day.
The boyfriend saw my cheerless face when I went home. And he absolutely knew why.
Gonna leave you here and I will continue this one in a later time.
Enjoy.
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