Jobless as a choice

Yesterday, a friend told me that my posting will only start in mid-August or early September. That means I have another month of being jobless.

Well, it is not that bad (depends on the situation). As for my current state, it is much of a choice and it’s a way of paying respect to my parents’ option because they insisted that I stay at home. And as a reward for staying at home, watching TV whenever I want, do anything I want inside of the house and keeping the house clean, I am given pocket money and every of my request is granted! (that’s not that bad, isn’t it?)

There was also a time when I feel I a little tense for being left at home, while others go out to work. Right after 8.30 a.m, it would be just be me and the silent house, and I have to wait till 3 p.m or perhaps 5 p.m before meeting them (my family members) again. Me? At home? (not that bad..) EVERYDAY? (this is bad).

Not that I have never looked for a job, but many seems ‘unagreeable’ with my condition. For instance, I applied for a job as a florist (with the hope that I can gain new skills while working). The salary that the boss offered was RM800 (honestly, I don’t really mind about the payment) and the working hour is from 9 a.m to 9 p.m (not a problem either because it’s just 5 minutes from home). The problem arises when I started asking about breaks for my prayers, which from the working hours would cover Zuhur, Asar and Maghrib (as for Isya’, I can just perform it at home).

To cut the story short, my choice of that day was between working for 12 hours with the payment of RM800 and my prayers. Well, I pushed the offer aside and chose my prayers. Though I was so keen on working and meeting others, but prayers are not to bargain to me. Prayers are my pillars to my faith and I wouldn’t want to barter them for ‘worldly items’. Thus, being jobless for the time being is my choice.

I think I shouldn’t use the word “jobless”. It’s not that nobody is going to hire me, I’m just having a break before my real career starts. Hmm..if there is ever a work that suits my interest and stance, I would go for it. =)

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