Thursday, December 3, 2009

Is it any of my business?

My dad shouted for me in the kitchen just half an hour ago, so I went, thinking he was going to lecture me about the water I was boiling. Instead, he whispered (yes, whispered. I don't know why) to me that they would be in Taiwan for a couple of days in mid December, so he asked if I go re-schedule my classes so that I could arrange to go to Mum's office to help out for another 2 days. Ok, actually he didn't ask. He told me to either re-schedule my classes or cancel some of the classes and do make up lessons on other days.

My initial reaction was a bit of outrage actually. I told him frankly that I couldn't change my classes. My upcoming Lasik appointment on Boxing Day will deprive me of my year end Term Holidays, and next year March's wedding shoot means I would need to do make up lessons for next year already! I honestly didn't have any free time left.

And guess what. Dad got pissed. The reaction: "Then how? Urban won't have anybody there for so many days!"

In return, I seriously got pissed. First and foremost, Urban is not a family business. My mother just happens to be a super loyal employee there for the past decade. Secondly, I have my own job that is taking a hell lot of my time. My whole family knows I am working every single day of the week. I had just explained to him that I can't change my classes because my schedule is too packed.

I am not a robot.

I need my rest time too.

Ever since I started teaching, I have diminished my working hours at Urban from 5 working days to simply 1 day now. I squeeze in my class to Sunday so that I can keep Friday available to continue going to Urban even just for that 1 day.

But what I don't understand, why do my mother, even my father now, think that it is my responsibility to go there? Frankly, if given a choice, I would rather rest at home on Fridays. The only reason I go there, is to help Mum out.

I want to get out from this crap.

Recently, I helped type a few letters to URA appealing against the 3 fines that the Boss has racked up in 2 weeks. Letters like that, sometimes are effective and the URA replies compassionately and "kindly waived off the fine". I have conjured up all sorts of reasons these few years and the success rate is around 70%.

This time however, the two appeal letters for these 3 fines fell through. According to Mum, it fell through because I failed to notice that there were 3 fines and I appealed for 2 fines only, causing a broken link in the "story". She called me during my class to confront me about it and remained annoyed about it for the next two days.

All these feels like a shit hole.

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