“Working hard is very important. You’re not going to get anywhere without working extremely hard.” – George Lucas
It was the year 2000 when I accompanied my friend to apply for a job overseas. It was not my intention to look for a job because at that moment I was enrolled in my BS-IT degree and at the same time working in a courier/forwarder company. While in the agency, one of the employees accidentally gave me an exam questionnaire before proceeding to the next level. For fun, I took the written test. After two hours the examiner announced those people who made it to top 5. To my surprise, I made it to top 3 and sadly my friend failed the test.
It all happened in just three weeks. I have to quit school and my job. It never came to my mind going to a country with no one beside me. A lot of questions in my mind that I am not pretty sure what would be the outcome of my unplanned decision especially it was my first time to travel alone.
When I reached my destination, I was too nervous. Before I left the country, I was advised that a representative from the company I will be working on will fetch me, but unfortunately no signs of fetching. Two hours had passed, I was so worried until I have decided to buy a phone card and call my international broker agency. I had known that he had difficulty in finding me because I didn’t wear my uniform jacket that was given to me when I was still in my country.
My job is tough and tiring. I did work for two years in a night shift and during weekdays, I worked 16 hours like a machine. Well, I love doing that, never in my two years with them complained about my overtime. Every time there’s a 16 hour worked; I was their favorite. When payday comes, money is overflowing.
On my nearly two years, I was given another 2-year contract, so I’ve decided to take a two-week vacation. When I came back from my short vacation, I suddenly felt something strange. I don’t have the urge to work anymore; I do not like my environment. Breaking my contract is the only option in my mind, so I talked to my supervisor without thinking what’s the consequences. He told me that my contract was already renewed. “You have to pay the equivalent of your monthly salary for breaking it!” I immediately answered him, “I don’t mind.” I paid the asked amount and decided to go home.
When I was at the airport, my broker handed me a white envelope. “You open it after you checked-in, and call the manager immediately after seeing what’s inside.” I did do what I was instructed to do. When I opened the envelope, it was the money I paid for breaking my contract. I instantly called the manager, and he said, “we are all sad for your early resignation. Thank you for giving us the highest output ever! Don’t mention it to your colleagues that the company decided to give back your money; it is a law”. I was shocked by his words; I didn’t even realize that I was an asset to the company. “I have no regrets. I don’t believe in looking back. What am I proudest of? Working really hard… and achieving as much as I could.” – Elena Kagan –