As it gets to the end of my workday, I feel that I am given more and more work.
I don’t know but it seems to me like that.
My boss knows that I can finish any work given in a short time but I’m not a robot.
I know that I should not be whining and instead be grateful for what I have now.
But at one point, things get too much.
Last week, I decided to go back every day at 9 p.m.
And I did coz I wanna have a jolly good time this week before resigning.
But that didn’t happen.
Now I’m counting the days.
And the days seems to pass slower than ever…