i don't give a damn about pay rise

Teckwei asked me this question on the night where we met up for the "debriefing" session for Van+Nic's birthday party.

He asked, "Do you prefer working at 933 or at The Arts House?"

I rolled my eyes and told him that it is an unfair comparison and fyi, i enjoyed my stay at both places very much.

The folks at TAH were so fantastic that they treated me to lunch.As we were dividing the money for lunch, I asked Shiuan how much I needed to pay.

She calculated and then shuffed her hp into my fat face that showed this:

$0.00

+
$0.00
=
$0.00

I don't know to cry in laughter or to shed tears of gratitude.

My days at The Arts House have come to an end and my bosses are making me start a new journey at Little Arts Academy.

I don't know how long i'll survive there.

Because, really nothing can overwrite my experience at The Arts House.

Dawn, Nini, Shiuan, Amira, Eileen, Donald, Grace, Vivian, Amnah, Rayson, my dearest Burp-burp, Sarah, the techs, the security guards, the friendly people from Viet Lang, 1827, earshot, Timbre, Hospitality team...

You know,
even though I was the lowest paid life form in TAH,
I was very happy there.

Some happiness cannot be bought by money.
And seriously, a bunch of kids and a place with sunshiney murals aint lifting my spirits up.

Don't tell me that you have a lot of work lined up for me when you can't get the basic essentials like a bloody workstation with access to the work folders, Internet and printer set up for me.
I don't need elaborate Mac or a 17-inch computer screen with a 5gb horsepower.
All I bloody want is a table and chair so that I can type away for 8.5hours without killing my back.
THANKS.