It is now just over a year that I have returned from living in Bangkok for a year. Time flies. Bangkok is now a fleeting memory and I yearn to go back. I also celebrate my one year anniversary at my current job. I never would have thought I would enjoy being a corporate drone again. I also however know that this is not something that I can do long term. I am always looking out for the next adventure or challenge.

For the past year I have been working as the home and appliances buyer at South African online retailer. For the first in a really long time I can say that I love my job. Obviously not everyday single day is all rainbows and unicorns but for the most part I enjoy what I do. I fell into a comfort zone of sorts and when they offered to make me permanent as I was on contract I gladly accepted. I even bought myself a car.

I still think about travelling all the time though and I do have an exit strategy all planned out or so I thought. Two weeks ago my company made a huge announcement that they will be merging with an up and coming online retailer. A deafening silence settled over our offices when the announcement was made. There is a good chance that of us will be retrenched and unemployed by the beginning of the new year. My carefully crafted 5 year plan went up in smoke. After the shock and panic wore off, I decided that it was best to remain positive, I work hard and there should be no reason for me to keep my job after the merger. I also thought that if I am let go that this could be an opportunity for me to study full time. With my degree out of the way I will be able to go work in Dubai and start travelling again. Which is what I want anyway – this way I might just get there sooner.

So I guess not all bad news is bad news it could end up being the best thing that happened me. Who knows. I will just have to wait and see what happens. Nothing in life is certain and change is the only constant.

fashion, Life

Death of an office employee

Maybe it’s because I’ve got plans to travel or that I’ve found my true passion or quite possibly the fact that I do not like what I do for a living anymore. In the beginning it all seemed so glamorous, a career in fashion! In the beginning I was naive and starry-eyed. Now? Jaded, disillusioned, bored, frustrated and quite frankly miserable. Every morning it’s a battle of wills just to get out of bed. Somehow I manage to get ready and drag my poor battered soul to work when all I want to do at that stage is crawl back into bed and curl into a foetal position.

I bet you can already sense that today at the office was not a good day. I’d love to say it was some new problem that arose for me to solve, but alas it’s just a case of same shit different day. I love how management conveniently suffers from what can only be described as selective amnesia. I’m not sure if I must be happy that I at least don’t work in a cubicle and that our office is open plan; although a cubicle gives you the unique advantage of hiding from and evading people and my personal favourite surfing the internet undetected.

So it’s Monday blues on top of the fact that the Bike festival I was looking forward to got cancelled, I had to cancel surfing this weekend past due to the weather, lack of waves and sharks and I spent 2 hours at a wedding yesterday (where dancing and fun is frowned upon) waiting for the bride to make her appearance. To make matters worse I have to move from where I am living now, happy house hunting I guess.

I realise the older I get the less patience and tolerance I have to BS (that’s bullshit for those who are acronym-challenged). Quite frankly I’m allergic to it. I’m just glad I have things to look forward to otherwise my life would have been really bleak. I just hate being in limbo. One foot out the door and one firmly still stuck at work because I’ve still got to study and save. There  I vented and feel so much better already.