Being an ICT Officer doesn’t help me at all. I have really begun to think that the ICT Officer probably is synonymous to a complaint box. Walk in the office and everyone has something to tell you – of something of their computer or internet not working. And I wish, I could sometime turn deaf. I thought today was the last day I would have to listen to so many complaints but it was not.
What makes things so worse is that, because my organization is small, I’m handicapped by not having anyone in the same field as me. Now, you will think how I cannot manage a small organization of 15 people. These 15 people are the most cyber savvy people I have ever seen. Because their work is to do with research, you bet what videos, audios and texts they download from varieties of websites. I’m glad their viruses don’t infect my laptop so much. I would have died, or resigned if they did.
And now, coming to being handicapped, we requested the MoF for budget to buy a fully equipped, up-to-date make of a server. And we did get it. But the problem is, I have never looked at so many disintegrated accessories of a machine at a time. And I was lost as to where to start. So I thought the best way was to call an expert and we did – finally. Say, after several months. Now, what did not satisfy me is that, the guy working on it made me doubt him a bit on his skill. And when, after three days of work, my internet did not work, I was killed with frustration. I could have really thrown my office-given laptop on the wall and relaxed in peace to see it shattered into pieces.
But of course, you know how the reality is. I can never pay office the amount of money that this laptop costs. And secondly, I cannot behave like that in front of my coworkers. Cursing beneath my breath, I had to make sure I did not give up. And yes, finally, finally, it worked. But I still couldn’t breathe fresh air. I did not relax. Because another thing is my boss gave me an urgent work and an application that requires to do that work did not function. And until it does, I don’t know if I’m going to relax.
Now, thinking of happiness at work, I don’t know if I’m happy. My work is challenging at times. But I’m happy internet has as many solutions as it gives problems. And I’m also happy that I can hope a day will come when I don’t have to take in all the complaints but sit on a chair and ask others for solution.
Whatever, I AM NOT GIVING UP YET.