Another friends just moved to Balikpapan and brought along a bucket of memories. The problem was my inability to choose what ought to be inside the bucket.
We were going to cinema with light chit-chat yesterday when we bumped into a rumor about me. A rumor that was caused then spreaded by a girl who failed on her probation in the company I’m currently working for; back a couple of months ago. Well, I wouldn’t tell the juicy detail or write something like confirmation so people in my office who read my blog would see it from my side instead of hers. I didn’t see any point to matter such thing any longer, but I learned a thing anyway.
Previously, I was not used to deal with rumour. Especially when it involved people who hardly knew me looking at me judgmentally; just like pain in the ass. But then, some great people told me, “Let it be. People would soon forget about her.” So I let it be, and now I’m just fine.
Rumor comes and goes, and people would forget. However, karma is a bitch, so be very very careful with it.
Wait, and one more thing;
If you are not doing good at work, ask yourself. Just don’t ask for excuses.