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Woman = 300 ducks?

How can working life be so complicated I wonder?

When you work well, or better than expected, people tend to gossip bout how you get the job at the 1st place. I do not find much trouble working with people who are less educated, but working as hard as the others. The most problems you'll encounter is from the people who sees you as a threat.

With the weird design of our office plan, I couldn't help but skeptical that people are watching your every move. What you do, what you talk or discuss, who are you meeting with.. Honestly, they do not have a life??

Woman especially are a weird species (mind myself, I'm part of the colony as well). They are constantly sniffing out your background, trying to find loosen knots. Wouldn't it be better for them to spend their time on something else.... like their work?!

My performance so far has been gaining positive feedback from my manager. However, too many woman make the working environment a lil bit too messy to work in. Weird cases of trying to put the responsibility on me has also happened, not knowing that her words are more hurtful on herself rather than me. Talk bout total negligence.

Despite the woman factor in the office, it's not a bad place afterall. Just need to blend in and learn how to filtered their words. Someone told me before, a woman equals to 300 ducks; which literally refer to the noise that they made. I was having too much pride to admit it back then, but well, I guess the saying is true in a way.

Woman..

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