Sunday, April 21, 2019
A Blessing In Disguise
Every Easter has its own story for me.
- 2017, I was a Front Office Manager in one of Four Stars Hotels of the Largest Hotel Industry that celebrate the Easter at work as it's the same day with Kartini Day. There's a story behind this day, God, I wish I could delete this from my memory.
- 2018, I was a Guest Relation Manager in one of Five Stars Hotels of, again, the Largest Hotel Industry that of course celebrate the Easter at work as well. I cried. 2017 called 2018 and gave the reference without being asked. They gave unnecessary information to where I worked that time, as well as telling my past relationship with one of the APAC Corporate Guys.
Can you believe that? I tried not to, but it's real.
- 2019, I'm only human this time. Sitting at the church during Good Friday and watching a documentary video about someone who's been slandered, who's been stabbed just because doing the right things. Pretty much the same story as mine in 2016 - 2017.
Can you imagine? It is hard to do the right things, to even follow the company rules when we have to.
It's just two weeks before the Easter 2019 when I finally break my silence, to confront who didn't stop bad mouthing and give the working reference even though we did not know each other at all; to me and my ex-team members. He provokes me until I roar. He didn't admit it at the beginning. He didn't think I will know and I can do something about it. He didn't even realize that it's reflecting himself, whatever he does.
I told my best friend it's never easy to stay calm when you're upset, to stay wise when you're angry and still using common sense when you're losing your mind, just because you were in silence for the last two years :')
*****
And this is it, I had enough:
"Good Evening, Pak,
Saya dengan Risya Kanahaya.
I don't know you and you don't know me. We're basically don't know each other, that's why I never talk anything about you, and that's fair.
It saddens me to keep listening to people how you keep talking about me like we know each other before; like we've ever worked together before; so you feel like you have the right to bad mouthing about me and break my career reputation.
Pak, I'm leaving the Hospitality Industry and leaving the country for good soon.
My best advice is let's just focus on our own goals. I don't see anyone as my competition, people don't have the same dreams, goals, ambition, and for sure not the same brain, we're all not the same :')
Best of luck for the new journey." -RK-
He still didn't admit, and I keep going, with my hands still shaking and my tears almost fall.
"Pagi Pak,
Saya baik. That's exactly how I mean. We never met before, nor working together. HFLA WhatsApp group is one of the media that I don't use to communicate with you, nor with other FOMs. So still, don't know each other.
We're living in a small world, the hospitality industry especially.
What we speak is what they heard, and those conversations between you and them about me was continued back to me clearly. For someone who doesn't know each other, it's not necessary to talk badly about somebody else as it can be a harm steam every now and then.
Also, making a habit of negativity seems like a waste of precious life energy; in this case, we don't talk about someone we don't know, we don't give a reference when we're not being asked and behave like we know that person well. The same like when people ask me if I know you, my answer will be "I don't know him, I never met him ever." As simple as that, and I have the same expectation until now.
If one day our path cross, we'll definitely have a cup of coffee. Meanwhile, let's just focus on our own goals, and stop this, I take this seriously :).
Take care and all the best for the pre-opening, Pak."
He says sorry. End of story.
*****
I wish I never write this. Or at least I wish I didn't work there at that time. I know it's not guaranteed myself that life will be easier. But I swear I don't need this much unnecessary drama. Two full stops drama, to be precise. Enough to stop me working in the hospitality industry.
Enough to makes me realize that I have to appreciate the time that I have, the relationship with great people I've met through that era, the morning walk that I've missed, the water that I suppose to drink more, the dinner and movie time that I can do anydays anytime, the simple hello and goodnight everyday through text, and other things that I've missed for the last nine years at least.
So thank you, I won't be this happy without those stories.
I'm settling of the soul into its most appropriate spot now.
A blessing in disguise, really. And I won't be afraid anymore because I know, the people who love me always got my back, as well as God who never let me fall :')
- 2017, I was a Front Office Manager in one of Four Stars Hotels of the Largest Hotel Industry that celebrate the Easter at work as it's the same day with Kartini Day. There's a story behind this day, God, I wish I could delete this from my memory.
- 2018, I was a Guest Relation Manager in one of Five Stars Hotels of, again, the Largest Hotel Industry that of course celebrate the Easter at work as well. I cried. 2017 called 2018 and gave the reference without being asked. They gave unnecessary information to where I worked that time, as well as telling my past relationship with one of the APAC Corporate Guys.
Can you believe that? I tried not to, but it's real.
- 2019, I'm only human this time. Sitting at the church during Good Friday and watching a documentary video about someone who's been slandered, who's been stabbed just because doing the right things. Pretty much the same story as mine in 2016 - 2017.
Can you imagine? It is hard to do the right things, to even follow the company rules when we have to.
It's just two weeks before the Easter 2019 when I finally break my silence, to confront who didn't stop bad mouthing and give the working reference even though we did not know each other at all; to me and my ex-team members. He provokes me until I roar. He didn't admit it at the beginning. He didn't think I will know and I can do something about it. He didn't even realize that it's reflecting himself, whatever he does.
I told my best friend it's never easy to stay calm when you're upset, to stay wise when you're angry and still using common sense when you're losing your mind, just because you were in silence for the last two years :')
*****
And this is it, I had enough:
"Good Evening, Pak,
Saya dengan Risya Kanahaya.
I don't know you and you don't know me. We're basically don't know each other, that's why I never talk anything about you, and that's fair.
It saddens me to keep listening to people how you keep talking about me like we know each other before; like we've ever worked together before; so you feel like you have the right to bad mouthing about me and break my career reputation.
Pak, I'm leaving the Hospitality Industry and leaving the country for good soon.
My best advice is let's just focus on our own goals. I don't see anyone as my competition, people don't have the same dreams, goals, ambition, and for sure not the same brain, we're all not the same :')
Best of luck for the new journey." -RK-
He still didn't admit, and I keep going, with my hands still shaking and my tears almost fall.
"Pagi Pak,
Saya baik. That's exactly how I mean. We never met before, nor working together. HFLA WhatsApp group is one of the media that I don't use to communicate with you, nor with other FOMs. So still, don't know each other.
We're living in a small world, the hospitality industry especially.
What we speak is what they heard, and those conversations between you and them about me was continued back to me clearly. For someone who doesn't know each other, it's not necessary to talk badly about somebody else as it can be a harm steam every now and then.
Also, making a habit of negativity seems like a waste of precious life energy; in this case, we don't talk about someone we don't know, we don't give a reference when we're not being asked and behave like we know that person well. The same like when people ask me if I know you, my answer will be "I don't know him, I never met him ever." As simple as that, and I have the same expectation until now.
If one day our path cross, we'll definitely have a cup of coffee. Meanwhile, let's just focus on our own goals, and stop this, I take this seriously :).
Take care and all the best for the pre-opening, Pak."
He says sorry. End of story.
*****
I wish I never write this. Or at least I wish I didn't work there at that time. I know it's not guaranteed myself that life will be easier. But I swear I don't need this much unnecessary drama. Two full stops drama, to be precise. Enough to stop me working in the hospitality industry.
Enough to makes me realize that I have to appreciate the time that I have, the relationship with great people I've met through that era, the morning walk that I've missed, the water that I suppose to drink more, the dinner and movie time that I can do anydays anytime, the simple hello and goodnight everyday through text, and other things that I've missed for the last nine years at least.
So thank you, I won't be this happy without those stories.
I'm settling of the soul into its most appropriate spot now.
A blessing in disguise, really. And I won't be afraid anymore because I know, the people who love me always got my back, as well as God who never let me fall :')
Picture from 2017, the struggle is real that time
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