Retirement - 20111114

Somehow, I attended a dinner to celebrate the retirement of a colleague, S. It is normal to see colleagues' departure. Overwhelmingly, they quit for a better one. To meet someone like S, who is so devoted to his job, is rare as hell.

S worked in the same company for 42 years. His final post was as a driver cum office assistant. So, it could be concluded that he did more or less the same stuff in the past four decades. Driving, labouring, driving, labouring . . . Who the nowadays teenagers could accept the same monotonous fate? It is hard to imagine. But if no young boy is willing to succeed S, would office be paralyzed?

The job was stable yet mundane, S met his other half, Y, in the company. So, here was the reward. Y retired six months ahead of S. By then, I was yet to be here. Not to mention Y, I scarcely had any encounter with S. However, in the dinner, I could see that S and Y was a pair of good match. When people urged Y to kiss S, Y, at the age of 60, complied with the mass request. It was not a common scene in the Chinese society.

In the dinner, there were many office minnows. They might not be the most outstanding employees, some of them did possess talents that may not worth a penny in office. Like the MC. He is a driver by job. At leisure, he could be the king of dance. His waist was as soft as snake. Others could be heavy drinkers. And the atmosphere was ecstatic.

The entry fee of $250 wasted not a pence.