A journey to remember

Pikunnya Gue Hari Ini

Posted on: December 27, 2010


Tadi pagi, begitu gue naik Metromini menuju kantor klien, ada ibu-ibu pake jilbab negur gue. Pas gue nengok, dia langsung tanya, “Masih inget nggak?”

Gue dengan polosnya bengong depan dia, mencoba mengingat-ingat… siapa ya? “Hmm…”

“Dari Accurate Semanggi,” tukas si ibu-ibu sambil tersenyum ramah.

“Oh iya…” kata gue sok tau, padahal gue masih enggak inget kapan gue pernah kenalan sama ibu-ibu itu. Tapiii, karena dia bilang dari Accurate Semanggi, orang ini pastilah staf marketing dari Accurate, kantor gue yang lama. Dan pasti, gue pernah kenalan sama orang ini waktu Accurate ikutan pameran di JCC sekitar dua tahun yang lalu.

“Kamu Riffa kan?”

Gue nyengir… Ya ampun, dia bahkan masih inget nama gue! Akhirnya kita pun ngobrol-ngobrol. Dia nanya gue sekarang kerja di mana, dan gue juga basa-basi nanya dia mau ke mana.

Enggak lama kemudian, ibu-ibu itu turun satu halte lebih dulu daripada gue. Dan jujur, sampe dia turun, gue tetep enggak inget pernah kenalan sama dia! Jadi jangankan namanya, sama wajahnya pun gue ngerasa bener-bener enggak familiar. Udah gitu dodolnya gue sempet bilang, “Iya maaf, saya lupa soalnya sering banget ketemu sama orang baru sih…”

Jelas-jelas alesan gue itu bodoh banget… Si ibu itu kan kerja di divsi marketing yang pastinya dia udah ketemu orang-orang baru berkali-kali lipat lebih banyak daripada gue. Duh… bener-bener mengerikan daya ingat gue ini. Masa’ daya ingat gue yang umurnya belum sampe 25 kalah tajam sama si ibu yang menurut tebakan gue berusia sekitar 30 tahun itu sih? Dia bukan cuma inget nama gue doang, tapi dia juga inget dulu di Accurate gue satu angkatan sama siapa aja! Dia bahkan masih bisa ngitung berapa lama gue kerja di Accurate loh. Payah ah gue ini… Jadi nggak enak!

Begitu ibu-ibu yang sampe akhir gue lupa tanya ulang siapa namanya itu turun dari bis, gue baru perhatiin kalo penampilan dia tuh asli modis banget. Dia pake manset warna krem, dress berkerah warna cokelat muda, obi melingkar di pinggang, ditambah sepatu dan tas besar yang asli keren banget.

Dalem hati gue jadi malu… Hari ini gue cuma pake kemeja bergaris yang biasa banget, sendal datar yang udah gue pake dari jaman kuliah, sama tas CK kesayangan yang gue beli setahun yang lalu. Hmm, jangan aja si ibu itu mikirnya, “Nih anak udah pindah kerja tetep nggak nambah keren! Masih naik Metromini pula…” Hehehe…




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I used to read a quote written by my former lecture saying that even a bad decision would always be much better than no decision at all. It reminded me of the decisions I put on hold and I asked myself, “What prevents me from making all those decisions?” I could instantly listed down many personal reasons that didn’t even sound good to myself. So there I made a couple of decisions; the good ones and the bad ones, and apparently it was so true: even bad decision was still better than no decision at all. First of all, it helped me to move on. I no longer waited for this and that; I made decisions and I started to make the actions. It also gave me a peace of mind knowing that I owed nothing to anyone, not even to myself. And most importantly, all those decisions made me learn, notably the bad ones. It’s not that I intentionally made a bad one, but well, how did I know my decision was bad until I gave it a try? Ever since the day I decided to stop putting my decisions on hold, my life felt a lot lighter and I have never been more proud of myself. Other people might not be happy with my decisions, but I only do what I’ve got to do and they can’t blame me for having courage to do the things they’re not willing to do. If it holds me back and nobody wants to make the call, then let me do the honor. It’s actually that simple, and again, it sets me free.
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