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Thursday, July 13, 2006


I doubt my own conscience

[Tuesday, 11 July, 2006]

I searched my soul for a clear conscience but to realise sometimes I could not help going against my own principles.

I was overjoyed to be given a chance to see Shep for interview; but it was not as simple as what I had thought.

I was told to fill in the lines with fake sentences for around seven interview entries. They were supposed to be filled out by the person who was interviewing me and that every couple of months it should be done.

I did not know why I had not been interviewed for the past year after the one and only time when I first came. There were two extra entries which I had not seen before, which were obviously being drafted up by someone without my knowledge.

I remembered asking Shep for an interview when she first came as the stress and cruelty of the place had ruthlessly deprived me of my freedom and cheerfulness, but she declined my request to seek redress. In fact, to the best of my knowledge, superior was supposed to grant an interview upon requested, but sadly, I was not entertained.

Imagine if I were given the interviews regularly for the past year and that anyone from the higher level was to read it (which they should be), many dark secrets would eventually be unfold and that our unfair treatments would definitely be eased. The stories to the cold-blooded medical officer and the physical abuse to the medically unfit people be raised and redressed.

This time, my job was to fill up the incomplete entries, obviously with only good points about the welfare throughout my stay, which I had to tell lies. With millions of unwillingness, I lied on the booklet to cover up for the loopholes of the creatures; I would not want to create any problem when I was just about to end my service term and that I did not want to trouble Shep.

To sum up, I was not given interview when it was very necessary despite my request, someone had forged the interview with me twice, I was not given the supposed-to-be once every couple of month’s interviews and I was being told to draft up the interview contents myself with good words.

The organisation had once again proven me the darkness of humanity era.

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... Skai (Kailun) dreams @ 12:22 AM

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Anonymous Anonymous whispered...

That's quite a selfish thought. Have you considered what your superiors are going through and what kind of people they are too? Seek first to understand than be understood.

(13 July, 2006 10:02)  


Blogger Skai Chan whispered...

I'm doing my part of work everyday until this week when I'm one month to clearing leave, I declare officially that I'm going to slack all the way.

But, are they doing their shares of work too when they are being paid so highly?

Let's not talk about "sai kang" that Shep and Quek harshly take over from the rest; they should have refused the extra work in the first place.

Interviewing us once every two months is their job and despite I had requested for it last year, I was being rejected.

Talking about understanding, I do understand Shep and Quek are busy, but I'm not pointing to them only. I would draw Quek out since he has been helping and even counselling me, which is more appreciated than being interviewed. How about the other superiors?

Have they forgo our happiness and the rights to express ourselves?

Maybe, to everyone this writing of my own interview booklet thing is not an issue at all; maybe it's the fact that it's nothing big; but to me, I fail to let it out of my heart.

(13 July, 2006 19:23)  




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