The funniest thing, or the not-so-funny thing about my whole migration process is that I have to keep it a secret from most of the people I know – especially my workplace friends and bossess! Of course, that’s for obvious reasons.
When I have to call the migration agency, I’d go to a secluded corner and whisper. Worse, I’d have to somehow get certain documents from them without them knowing why I’m really getting them.
My agent said that they will even “disguise” their calls by saying that they’re from a different company if they call my office. I find that funny.
I am pretty close to my workplace friends. We go out for dinners and even “beauty trips” together. So, it’s really tough to keep it a secret from them.
I feel very fortunate about working in the job I have now. It’s not perfect, certainly, but I’m 80% happy at my work. The benefits are good, the pay is adequate (pay can always be higher!) and I get to travel overseas a few times a year. It is, in all aspects, a dream job.
I have the nicest bosses. At least in my department. I’m glad I got to experience having great bosses but at the same time it makes all this espionage harder for me. I also dread the day where I have to give them my resignation letter. I know, this is probably strange. I’m a loyalist – I’ve stayed in this job for 10 over years now, and I’ll probably stay for 10 years more if the case of restlessness had not struck me.
Adieu great workplace, adieu…