Resignation Story Episode 2: Local Newspaper Branch
1My experience of joining and leaving a company over the years, from 1996 to the present.
I hope that young people reading this will make wiser choices than I did...
Company 02: Local Newspaper Branch
Working Period: Second year of high school, nearly a year
As a high school student, I had many things I wanted to buy and do.
Working hours were from 9 p.m. to 1 or 2 a.m., depending on the workload.
My job involved running a machine that folded multiple local flyers into a single bundle, and inserting the resulting bundles between the newspapers to be delivered that day.
Working hours were moderate, starting in the evening after school, and the intensity wasn't too intense.
Moreover, everyone at the newspaper, including the branch manager, was very kind.
I worked weekdays for nearly a year, and I did everything I wanted, including buying a CD player, an MD player, a mini component player, expensive earphones, and access to PC cafes.
Fortunately, as is the case now, I wasn't particularly interested in expensive clothes or nightlife. Later, I sold all of the items listed above, and they served me well until my military discharge. Perhaps because I frequented PC rooms during that time, I still rarely get motion sickness from first-person games.
The reason I left was because there was talk that the branch office was moving,
and I felt it was time to focus on my studies.
Sometimes, when I pass by the neighborhood where the branch office used to be, I'm reminded of my hard-working past.
Memorable Episode 01
I always carried a top-of-the-line MP3 player, which took AAA batteries and an external 256MB SD card, in my left pants pocket. I remember walking to work on an icy winter day, nearly falling to my left side, but the MP3 player in my pocket caused me to flip to my right.
The people watching from behind were about to applaud.
Memorable Episode 02 -
My brother, who was working as a deliveryman, got into a car accident and was no longer able to deliver. I remember him coming to the newspaper office that day, wearing a full body cast, offering to teach me how to ride a motorcycle.
Of course, I could have received a separate delivery allowance if I made deliveries, but the hours would have been so long that it would have interfered with my ability to go to school the next day.
Luckily, another friend of his came the next day, so I made deliveries that day, and I haven't ridden a motorcycle since.
But I've never fallen off a motorcycle, and to this day, I'm afraid of them.
What's interesting is that I also really love bicycles, and somehow managed to get a Class 2 small license.