အလုပ်ပြုတ်ခြင်း အနုပညာ

Losing a job in this adversity isn’t fun but telling people that I got laid off isn’t as hard as I think. I first shared the news with Dad after work. I gave him ins and outs. After our lengthy conversation over the phone, he sympathised and encouraged me to stay motivated. 

“You must share the news with Mum,” he suggested. 

“Nah, I will text her.” I have my reasons. 

“Chick chick chicken” he teased me. 

I ignored him and texted her - Mum I have got bad news for you. I got laid off today. There were many and I unfortunately happened to be one of them. 

She didn’t see the message. 

Eventually, I ended up dialling her. We started the conversation with the usual pleasantries, and then I broke the news. 

Her immediate response was: I’m sorry but this is not the end of the world. You won’t starve to death. 

“That’s not even the point,” I tried to argue back. 

She ignored me but couldn’t hide her glee. 

You have nowhere to go now but home. 

She wants me to come back home. 

I ran away from home to live by myself in a politically unstable border town. Home was the last place I wanted to go. 

I must find a new job.