They say if you work hard you can acheive anything. That no matter what your background, looks or education is, it does not matter. As long as you don't give up and work hard you'll reach at a point in your life where you'll have everything you dreamed of. Just don't give up.
"Doesn't matter...my foot!"
-RATTLE-
In the lobby of a 30 story corporate building,
A bizzare sight of a mad person kicking the machine was laid out in front of the employees. But they passed by indifferent to the scene as if it was not the first time. This 30 story corporate firm was quite well known in the industry, with strict rules and regulations and a hierarchy system every employee must follow. Many new employees unable to cope with strict environment of the company would sometimes create a rukus every now and then. If any one stranger to the environment saw this secene they would have panicked and called the police immediately but the staff didn't, already used to it.
I couldn't help but kick the vending machine. It rattled due to the impact. But kicking it once couldn't calm my anger. After venting my anger on the innocent machine, i slid down against the wall. Clutching my head in agony.
I was an ordinary person, living an ordinary life. I spent my whole life living in countryside, graduating highschool with good marks and then entering a good college obtaining an average degree. Got accepted in one of the well known companies in entire industry with high pay. With an average face and hard working personality i immediately adjusted myself according to the environment. But luck also matters. And i did not have that or else i would have been promoted a long time ago. I wouldn't be stuck here venting my anger on a damn machine.
" Those who say nothing else matters are liars!...every thing matters." I mumbled dejected.
No one worked harder than me. Atleast i think that. After grinding my teeth at the administrations orders and compromising countless times just so that i could not lose this job. I am still stuck at the bottom. Working everyday like a slave while others with more prominent backgrounds or pretty faces have already climbed high. I know this world's unfair and if you don't fight for your rights you'll get chewed out by others. Still.
" Shit..."
After lamenting, sighing and considering smashing my head into the wall i stood up.
< I better get going...or that Two faced Manager will chew me out. >
I hurriedly walked towards my desk. I work at the Administrations Depart. There are few employees stationed here. Those who more or less have been tossed here. Unable to acheive anything. Well if it weren't for that stingy, two faced Manager we would have promoted. All the work is dumped on us while that old fox eats away our achievements. It isn't like he's some hard working genius. That old fox has the advantage of being the Director's Sister's son- in- law. Nepotism. While the emoloyees of admin depart work like slaves, he gets to enjoy VIP treatment. And precisely due to his connections we, the ordinary employees with no backing, cannot say anything.
" Sigh..."
" I heard someone creating noise again in the lobby..."
" A newbie?..."
" Don't know...but its the 56th time this month."
Staring at the screen of my computer, i could hear the other employees whispering among themselves.
" Poor souls... must have been very overwhelming getting used to the rules."
One of the employees snorted.
" What poor souls? We are in worse condition then the newbies. I doubt we'll get any pay this time either."
" Sigh...right. Well...if only we had any luck."
The other emoloyee sighed.
< Luck..>