This wouldn't come as a shock to those who have seen my outburst last Tuesday and anyhow, I don't care how their reactions are going to be.
I am seriously considering the possibility of resigning as president of the Mass Communicators Society. So what? No big deal! Who cares? Go ahead!
So, why didn't I just tell the members right away instead? Because I hate hearing those pleadings and persuasions that got me in the position in the first place. I hate hearing how they wanted me to be there and that I will survive their intolerable hardheadedness and unwillingness to cooperate. I hate to hear the promises of the people who once upon a time promised to support my administration.
And so I preferred to express it here instead.
I never asked for them to nominate me or vote for me. I have enough things going in the publication without this adding up. When I was elected, a lot of people promised to support and cooperate with me. But where are they now?
I called for meetings many times and only a few attends. During organization activities, only a very few cooperates. Those people who promised to support? Don't even waste your time looking for them because they will not be there. They don't even attend meetings.
Last Tuesday, I made a decision. I have to give this position up or else I'll go crazy with everything that's happening in my life. The organization is just an additional burden to me and it has never brought anything good in my life anyway. For sure, they can survive without me.
I will just organize everything then its goodbye. It wouldn't even be an emotional one because my heart was never attached to the organization anyway. I always resented the fact that I am always one of the few left to worry about all its activities and so on. I sacrificed a lot for it already even when I wasn't yet in this position. Its time for others to take the helm.
What I got from the society in my four years as a member is headache; something that not even pain relievers can relieve. Now its time for me to focus on myself and the publication.
I'm already having a hard time without this adding up. Without the MCS, I think I could finally start enjoying my life without worrying about budgets, activities, and what-nots.
The letter was already drafted. Soon it will be printed, signed and handed.
Then, freedom. Thank God for small favors.
I am seriously considering the possibility of resigning as president of the Mass Communicators Society. So what? No big deal! Who cares? Go ahead!
So, why didn't I just tell the members right away instead? Because I hate hearing those pleadings and persuasions that got me in the position in the first place. I hate hearing how they wanted me to be there and that I will survive their intolerable hardheadedness and unwillingness to cooperate. I hate to hear the promises of the people who once upon a time promised to support my administration.
And so I preferred to express it here instead.
I never asked for them to nominate me or vote for me. I have enough things going in the publication without this adding up. When I was elected, a lot of people promised to support and cooperate with me. But where are they now?
I called for meetings many times and only a few attends. During organization activities, only a very few cooperates. Those people who promised to support? Don't even waste your time looking for them because they will not be there. They don't even attend meetings.
Last Tuesday, I made a decision. I have to give this position up or else I'll go crazy with everything that's happening in my life. The organization is just an additional burden to me and it has never brought anything good in my life anyway. For sure, they can survive without me.
I will just organize everything then its goodbye. It wouldn't even be an emotional one because my heart was never attached to the organization anyway. I always resented the fact that I am always one of the few left to worry about all its activities and so on. I sacrificed a lot for it already even when I wasn't yet in this position. Its time for others to take the helm.
What I got from the society in my four years as a member is headache; something that not even pain relievers can relieve. Now its time for me to focus on myself and the publication.
I'm already having a hard time without this adding up. Without the MCS, I think I could finally start enjoying my life without worrying about budgets, activities, and what-nots.
The letter was already drafted. Soon it will be printed, signed and handed.
Then, freedom. Thank God for small favors.
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