Last day in UOB
My last day in UOB CCOC, sadly. I was mentally prepared when Marcia told me that she had to terminate my assignment cos of the new officer who would be coming in, so i wasnt as upset as i expected myself to be. Nonetheless, there were tinges of sadness as i bid my collegue farewell.Now im only left with the sweet memories that we had shared...





Now, meet the people of cardholder payment
Kamsita, my "mother-in-law". It started when she said she want to introduce me to her son who's around my age but unfortunately, i told her that im attached already, haha. Nonetheless, she has been calling me "daughter-in-law" ever since and took really really good care of me. I would never go hungry in the office cos she kept on feeding me from her drawer of food.I love you too, ita!









The ladies in cardholder payment. Notice the numbers on the board, that's our daily volume and unfortunately, on my last day, it hit the 10, 000 mark and i had to do overtime. It's ok, i would want to stay inside a while more...

Thanks everyone, for taking care of me and the farewell lunches and gifts.
So that concluded my 4 and a half months stay in uob. I really couldnt bear to leave, i had gained valuable working experience during this period and i had made many friends who treated me with such kindness i wouldnt know how to repay them. I would miss working there.
Now im officially jobless. Im too lazy to look for another job now, maybe i would try different things. Like sales, or waitressing, that would be quite a different experience even though pay may be pathetic. In 2 more months, i would be entering another phase of life and oddly, im not really looking forward to it.
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