The Story Of My Life
I thought the clear blue skies I saw this morning on my way to work was really cheery to look at and admire as I start off the day. No haze, clear sunny skies...
Workwise things have been a little hectic because of a client who had to deal with a difficult client but had to work with us to appease the difficult client. But thankfully the troublesome deal is over.
But I never expect that my day would end up the way it did tonight...
At about 8 plus, I received a call from the lady who is the coordinator at the school where I go for my translation class. She told me that she has yet to receive the SDF notification letter about the subsidy of my course fees, and she sounds worried. I on the other hand, as usual, told her in my cheery tone that I remembered my office did the registration for me and that I will check tomorrow.
I later sms-ed to my colleague who is normally handling these kinda administrative stuffs. She called back an hour later and told me that she remember doing registrations for our office and pass the system's registration login and pw to boss. The whole time, she did not mention anything about the name of my school. Then I recalled that one of my colleague also went for a course recently and had registered for subsidy for his course as well. So I asked her did she see a similar form submission screen when she registered for my course. She told me she has never seen that form, the registration she did for my colleague was the first time she has seen such form.
Which means, very likely, I was never registered to receive subsidy for my course. Which also means that I will have to bear the entire course fees, which is $5000. I had requested that the company apply the subsidy for me, so that I can pay back the company at a lower course fee, which is about 40% lesser than the official fee. Without my particulars (it is a requirement that students registered with the organisation before the course commence), my name is not listed as one of the students to receive subsidy, hence, I am considered a self-pay student.
The truth didn't sank into me immediately. I remained cheerful and told my colleague, "at most I pay the whole sum lor!" She said she will check with the details in the office tomorrow.
Now that the truth has settled in, and after I have reviewed my monthly budget and such, my heart began to sink.
$5000. Five Thousand Dollars.
Forget about Nanjing.
How am I going to pay back $5000 dollars?
There a few modes of payment that are circling in my mind right now as I type this. At some point, I feel like going into my room to cry. I have no mood to do any translation assignment right now. I hope it doesn't affect my exam this Saturday.
Why, of all things, did this happen to me?
My colleague called again and apologised for the matter. Again, I told her, nevermind lor, just sell my life to my office. Forget about watching Jack and the Beansprout lor. Tomorrow go to office to check again lor... Nearing to the end of the conversation, I nearly choked. Fortunately, she didn't hear it.
I can only hope that something, maybe my full attendance and results, can be used to get the organisation to rethink my subsidy. Colleague said that she will get some folks in the office to help.
I think I will probably cry myself dry tonight. I don't want to cry in the office tomorrow.
Workwise things have been a little hectic because of a client who had to deal with a difficult client but had to work with us to appease the difficult client. But thankfully the troublesome deal is over.
But I never expect that my day would end up the way it did tonight...
At about 8 plus, I received a call from the lady who is the coordinator at the school where I go for my translation class. She told me that she has yet to receive the SDF notification letter about the subsidy of my course fees, and she sounds worried. I on the other hand, as usual, told her in my cheery tone that I remembered my office did the registration for me and that I will check tomorrow.
I later sms-ed to my colleague who is normally handling these kinda administrative stuffs. She called back an hour later and told me that she remember doing registrations for our office and pass the system's registration login and pw to boss. The whole time, she did not mention anything about the name of my school. Then I recalled that one of my colleague also went for a course recently and had registered for subsidy for his course as well. So I asked her did she see a similar form submission screen when she registered for my course. She told me she has never seen that form, the registration she did for my colleague was the first time she has seen such form.
Which means, very likely, I was never registered to receive subsidy for my course. Which also means that I will have to bear the entire course fees, which is $5000. I had requested that the company apply the subsidy for me, so that I can pay back the company at a lower course fee, which is about 40% lesser than the official fee. Without my particulars (it is a requirement that students registered with the organisation before the course commence), my name is not listed as one of the students to receive subsidy, hence, I am considered a self-pay student.
The truth didn't sank into me immediately. I remained cheerful and told my colleague, "at most I pay the whole sum lor!" She said she will check with the details in the office tomorrow.
Now that the truth has settled in, and after I have reviewed my monthly budget and such, my heart began to sink.
$5000. Five Thousand Dollars.
Forget about Nanjing.
How am I going to pay back $5000 dollars?
There a few modes of payment that are circling in my mind right now as I type this. At some point, I feel like going into my room to cry. I have no mood to do any translation assignment right now. I hope it doesn't affect my exam this Saturday.
Why, of all things, did this happen to me?
My colleague called again and apologised for the matter. Again, I told her, nevermind lor, just sell my life to my office. Forget about watching Jack and the Beansprout lor. Tomorrow go to office to check again lor... Nearing to the end of the conversation, I nearly choked. Fortunately, she didn't hear it.
I can only hope that something, maybe my full attendance and results, can be used to get the organisation to rethink my subsidy. Colleague said that she will get some folks in the office to help.
I think I will probably cry myself dry tonight. I don't want to cry in the office tomorrow.
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