Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Tips nak Resign

Oleh kerana ke'jeron'an aku nak resign at this moment, kadang2 aku terfikir, is the grass looks greener the other side or it is just a dream that haunting on my mind lately?Kedak lagu Green, green grass of home gik tok..

Banyak perkara dalam pertimbangan bila nak resign....Antaranya;
  1. Gaji....mun sik besar dari yang knktok, k apalah mok resign.
  2. Pengalaman.
  3. Masa. Especially masa untuk mengular..hikhikhik
  4. Other benefit.medical ka, elaun2 lain, cuti..mun agik cuti ngak 10 ari, iboh jak...celah gigi jak.
Tapi untuk aku, antara faktor2 utama nak resign adalah JARAK perjalanan...kenektok rega minyak makin naik, lagikpun makin banyak kenderaan yang pemandu nya main taram jak di jalanraya menyebabkan aku fed up nak memandu..aku nak naik basikal ke tempat kerja gik kak tok...Doakan aku selamat pergi dan selamat pulang.....


Okla, k penghabisan bicara kita tika ini, terimalah lirik lagu Green, green grass of home untuk tatapan semua...muahs!!!!!

"Green Green Grass Of Home"
 


"Green Green Grass Of Home"

The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.
Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry,
and there's that old oak tree I used to play on.

Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

[spoken:]

Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me
and I realize that I was only dreaming.
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre -
arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak.
Again I touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me neath the green, green grass of home.

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