Thoughts

My boss returned from his business trip, and I can't help but feel a bit gloomy whenever he's around. It's like a dark cloud follows him... or maybe it's just my imagination

I'm dense

Labeling people as dense isn't cool, especially when it's apparent the issue might be your own difficulty in pronouncing words properly. If I had the choice, I'd likely have a better time at the office without having to talk to any of you. But when I do initiate a conversation, it's out of necessity, not because I want to.

Office Rant

It's frustrating when people don't respond to messages, especially when they're asked something. It comes across as rude.

Slumber Woes to Workplace Dramas and Island Ventures

 Today, I overslept and ended up running late, still feeling a bit groggy. It's hard to convey just how exhausted I am. Despite my best efforts, I find myself procrastinating on my studies, struggling to regain focus on tasks I need to accomplish.

To add to my frustration, there's an issue with an order. A customer has been waiting since yesterday, and when I brought it up to the person responsible, their response was a nonchalant "so." I expressed the urgency by sharing our conversation screenshot, and they still responded with a dismissive "so." It's incredibly frustrating and feels like they're not taking the situation seriously. Dealing with this person has been testing my patience consistently.

Today, Mr. Habeeb is strolling around the office, acting all cool, asking everyone how we're doing. I'm just sitting there thinking, "Really?" But, of course, out of respect, I'm smiling and responding so nicely, even though it feels a bit fake. I can't help it, though. This guy leaves a bad taste in my mouth, and I can't shake off the feeling of disgust whenever he talks to me. It might sound like I'm taking everything too seriously, but, well, I guess I am.

We had a brief huddle about my upcoming visit to the island. He covered everything, including the health center visit and his plan to coordinate blood collection with the university here. I was like, "Okay..." but I'm sure things will change, especially regarding the island visit. Anyway, let's see how it all unfolds.

Cringe

We celebrated Mr. Habeeb's birthday, and he's acting like he doesn't enjoy it. He pulled me into cutting the cake on his behalf, and I was thinking, "Why me?" Little did he know, his present actually made me feel a bit queasy. Of course, I just pretended everything was okay, and I had a good laugh about it.

Mr. Sanath's Bday

Hey, so we had a little surprise for Mr. Sanath's birthday, and it turns out Mr. Habeeb and Mr. Jalal just got back from the UK. I get the sense that Mr. Habeeb is rolling his eyes behind my back.

Mr. Sanath's speech while cutting the cake was pretty cool; he seems like a laid-back and friendly leader. I'm digging his vibes compared to Mr. Habeeb, who gives off some strange vibes.

Oh, and guess what? Mr. Habeeb is officially back at work, and honestly, it's kind of a bummer for me.

Last Minute Inventory

Last-minute inventory, both literally and figuratively. It was raining all day. The day before the end of the year felt surprisingly calm, even though we were hustling in the stock room. Normally, this kind of thing weighs me down, but for some reason, I'm feeling alright now. Maybe it's because Mr. Habeeb and Azard aren't around, making the vibes a bit lighter.

Going to Island

I'm heading to Dhaalu Atoll Hospital (Dh. Kudahuvadhoo) today. I just wanted to vent a bit because I've been trying to get a tourniquet that I need to bring to the island. However, the process is incredibly slow, and when I inquired about the delay, they nonchalantly questioned why I was in such a hurry, citing my 5 pm flight.

I found it frustrating because I simply want to be prepared and have everything in order before heading to the airport. I don't want to end up rushing at the last minute like Azard. These kinds of situations make my eyes roll faster than usual

Azan can be quite irritating most of the time. I can't forget how he got on my nerves over a box I really needed a long time ago. He can be so inconsiderate. I won't bother asking him if I need something done. I'm not a fan of asking people around me for help because I don't want to trouble them, and besides, I don't want them turning around and asking me for favors as well.  LOL!

I'm aware that these people might expect something in return just because they did me a favor, and I really dislike that expectation. 

confused

 I'm feeling quite exhausted and disoriented today. Last night, I deviated from my usual sleeping routine, going to bed earlier and neglecting my usual study time. Despite my efforts, I found myself inevitably sinking into a deep slumber as soon as I lay down on my bed—it was a quick snap, and I was asleep.

Having said all that, today feels a bit confusing for me—I didn't even bother checking the day, only to realize it's Friday, and we don't have work. I wondered why some shops were closed and the office was empty when I arrived. I initially thought it might be a public holiday, and no one informed me, but upon checking my laptop, I discovered it's just Friday.

Well, I'm just mentally and physically exhausted. Vans stayed with me for two nights, and while I'm happy to spend time with him, accommodating people can be draining. It took a toll on my energy levels.

Overnight

Vans crashed at my place last night. Poor thing's heartbroken and her life's all over the place. I saw it coming, though, given how messed up her relationship was from the get-go. It's good she's realizing it now, but I can't say I'm totally on board with the quick-fix moves she pulled in the heat of the moment. But hey, if it makes her happy, who am I to argue? Both she and the guy share the blame for this chaos.

Here's hoping she takes something meaningful away from all of this.

Gaafu Alifu Villingili

 So, yesterday I finally landed in Gaafu Alif Villingili, and let me tell you, the view from the window seat during the flight made me appreciate my job more than I thought I would. It's crazy how lucky I am to get this bird's-eye view, flying through the clouds and feeling like I'm in a different world.

But today, things took a turn. I was in the middle of training nurses at the hospital when Azard, bless his heart, decided to play the interruption game. I couldn't help but roll my eyes in my head. It's not that I hate the guy, but seriously, it felt like he was trying to show off or something. Dude, it's my job—I know what I'm doing.

And then, to top it off, he starts reminding me about what to discuss, like it's my first rodeo. Ugh, major eye roll moment. It's not about hating Azard, but his insensitivity was off the charts. I'm just trying to do my thing, you know?

To make matters worse, he brings up the fact that Habeeb might questioning me why I didn't bring certain stuff. Like, come on! I'm on my leave, and they asked me to cut it short for this. Is that even ethical? Sometimes it feels like they think they own us just because they're the bosses.

And don't even get me started on how they make a big deal out of everything. I mean, I'm glad to be here doing the training, but could they at least let me go back to the office from my annual leave and plan things properly? Nope, they couldn't wait. It's like the world will end if I don't drop everything and come running.

Honestly, I don't want to quit—I like what I do. But I want to do it on my terms, you know? Make my own timeline and work without drowning in a toxic environment. Lately, it's been a crazy ride—studying notes, dealing with IGMH concerns, and juggling toxic office vibes. I'm seriously thinking about starting fresh in Dubai