Thursday, October 23, 2008

Ms Manager Cries Too.

"Dear Gentle Reader



It's not often that I open up my heart and share with you my true feelings. This blog has always been about the glitz and glamour of Mr. Manager's life.Well, it's not always glitz and glamour. Sometimes, you might just forget that I am just as normal as anyone else.



There are good days and there are bad days.

Yesterday was not a good day.



I silently cried inside, despite the smiles. " - Entitled "Mr Manager Cries Too.", quoted from Vernon Kedit Jolly.

I feel you Vernon. Maybe it's the curse of all managers. People only want to see the better side of us, to hear us crack that joke, to watch us be that drama mama divaistic goddess and to brighten up their days. They know that we are the ones that they can count on, the one that have everything nicely planned in mind and that the ones will manage all their problems.

Bt who will manage our problems, Vernon? And who want to see us after the mask is removed?
Who wants to hear our cries?

A maid cries an awwwwww its so pitiful and yet all of you ignored mine.

A scenario: Maid was asked to keep the key to the room as I wanted it lock bt I was kind-hearted enough to think about my siblings (what if they needed something from the room), so if she holds the key, they can still have access to the room. Maid said " if you want to lock the room, go keep the key yourself. I'm tired of keeping keys for all you people." Maid said it with an irritated look. I left it at that. Now that I've locked the room, kept the key, voila! She keeps the spare key with her, have access to the room and allow access to the room. You tell me what's the difference? You said, if she did it my way, she will get scolded. Bt how different is her way?

Imagine if this were to happen to Diyana. She knows how to scream so that the whole neighbourhood can hear her, she will curse and swear throughout the whole day and night and yet when I chose to keep quiet, I am the bad person.

Put yourself in my shoes - that's all I'm asking for. This is not about the key. I'm not that petty.
It's about disappointment. I've come to a stage where I am so tired and sick of being disappointed, where enough is enough. My mental health is deteriorating and I've lost all sense of me.

I'm tired. Really.

For years, others have not fail in taking away what's mine or what's supposed to be mine. Go on, take it. Take it all away, if that's what will make your world a better place.

And yeah, judge me. After all, I'm just another clown in this circus.

Posted by DiStUrBeD AnGeL at 9:50 AM