My Boss Samuel's
14. A Piece of Story

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Just reminding this chapter specifically tells the life of Adelia, before finally choosing to survive working with super super super duper ngeselin..

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The door that we have considered sacred since the presence of a human named Samuel Devano Gavin was suddenly opened violently to hit the wall. I swear yes, it seems like people cannot really take care of the Company's facilities.

The face of the boss who slalu makes our heart work five times that plastered with so scary, maybe already a kind of Boss of the demon army. His sharp eyes highlighted us one by one intensely and sharply, as sharp as razor blades.

I don't know what other mistakes we made, so that it can awaken the figure of Lucifer in him. Mr. Sam had a stack of report files in his hand. All we know is that it was our report that we just submitted, exactly an hour ago.

“You can work anyway?!” With the ease of a pile of files that fall into the trash, “I don't understand how you guys work like what? The right job. Do not-don't your work is just leaving, arriving at the work office arbitrarily while gosipin people, then go home and wait for payday. So?”

My views, Rizal, Tiwi, Mas Angga and Mbak Sari looked at each other. As if saying, what should we answer?

“You're not the kid yesterday afternoon who just got into this division, are you? Why is his job not right!” I see that his jaw is still hardened, which is a sign that he is not finished with his anger. And now Mr. Sam started to walk closer to our cubicle. “Rizal same Tiwi, you guys are used to going into the field why the data you make still can not be in accordance with the actual?!” One table shake sounded really loud in this room.

“Sari ..” The sharp gaze moved to look at Mbak Sari, “yang from young has worked here, making the price determination alone is still wrong! That kind of thing should have memorized the out-of-head!” I swear I was shaking waiting for my name to be called. “Angga too! Work is old. Just let's say typo! Do you need new glasses? tell me. You know every word that affects the meaning, if all you make typo continue how?!” For the second time the table buzz again sounded echoing.

I have my name that has not been called.

“Adelia ..” Right also called my name, “you will I ask to create a new promotional chart, continue what is it that you love to me?”

“Sorry, Sir. The product is exactly the same as the last month. So I think just stay in sampled.” I'm trying to explain.

“You think this is your company! Don't be so nice. You are here it is demanded to be creative in order to attract consumers. If your work is like this how do you want to go forward?” Mr. Sam is really creepy when he's angry.

“Gue long pity the same door. Maybe soon it will be a bright door because it is not strong in banting continues every day.” Rizal nyeleneh.

“From elo thinking of the door, mending you think of the report lo.” Said Mas Angga who had walked towards the trash can to retrieve our report.

Mas Angga put my report on my desk, and I was completely shocked after seeing the condition of my report. Though I have made it with great difficulty, as good, as neat and as interesting as possible. But now it has changed its complete shape with a large red marker streak.

I rubbed my face rough. Honestly yes ... Long-time work if not appreciated this way, it really hurts. As if realizing that I am indeed just a lackey whose place is wrong and wrong.

Actually, it's not that we can't afford to resign from work and find work elsewhere. The problem is, nowadays finding work is difficult. As employees, we honestly have no choice but to survive. Especially in this company we get a large salary not to mention added bonuses that can be liquid every month. And again, the thing that kept us going the most was our long-standing friendship and the Absurd.

Of course it is one of the things we need to consider. Not necessarily out there will be better than where I work right now. It can be the same or more painful can be more severe.

I realize, every superior does have its own nature and way of working in managing subordinates like me. And this is my risk at work. So as long as I can, I will try to survive.

Especially if I remember when I was struggling to find a job. It was right when I graduated from college, and I had to accept the fact that my family's financial condition was in short supply.

My mother was just a housewife and my Papa was starting a business with her friends. But with a stand my Papa friends cheated and took away all the money from their efforts. Papa was forced to give a living to our family with the rest of his savings money is not how much it is. In addition at that time I still have a sister who wants to enter the High School level. Surely it will require quite a lot of spending costs.

With great determination, the day after graduation I immediately searched for a job. I was once accepted into one of the not-so-big private companies. There I was demanded to work with discipline without tolerance at all, even almost every day I would go home at night with a salary that is not how much. Finally exactly 1 year I decided to come out, after I had managed to save a little money from the results of my work to help Papa, in order to pioneer his business back.

Then I tried to find another job. Right then the biggest company in my city is in need of a lot of employees. Until finally here I tried to survive, for almost 4 years. All that time anyway I've been through a lot of his acid salt work here. At first I was just an ordinary employee who worked in a field building. But after considering my college diploma with an S1 degree I was appointed to the Office and this is where I ended up, in the promotion division.

Entering this division is also my path is not as smooth as the skin of the artists, especially in one division only contains 4 people initially, before the presence of Tiwi. Here I was even closer to dealing with my Bosses who cling to the rules of the superior is always right and if the boss is wrong back to the rules before him.

Therefore, my heart should be immune to the behavior of a superior. But who knows, how strong is the defensive wall of one's heart?? Humans are just weak creatures. Which often requires backrest and outpouring in everything that befalls him.

If I can hope anyway, I will want her to be a successful husband, rich seven descendants deh if necessary. Let what, let me no longer need to work hard. But one day the truth dawned on me,

Remember, you will not get what you want in your life if you just hope. Adelia Rinjani's