As I was the youngest one, every lunch time, they expected me to ask them what to eat and buy food for them. Also, I would make tea, wash cups and bring to the room whenever there were meetings – even if I was attendant; and would make calls to the postman, the grocery store, the cable supplier, the IT service, ect. All those little things. That was it. Everytime I raised my matters to my manager, she would complain that I was not willing to help the company and that there would be no one to do those things if I did not. I hated listening to that all over and over again. What kept me calm was the thought that the contract would expire soon and I’d escape.
According to our national regulations, the company had to inform me about the expiry date of the contract and asked if I would continue working by signing another contract, deadline to do that was 15 days prior to the expiry date, meaning Feb 13. That night when I got back at home, she sent to me lots of messages. All of her words were different editions of the same content which were about criticizing me on how selfish I was when only caring about my family and my boyfriend, not the company, and questioning me continuously if I ever thought about what she would have to deal with, who would do those work when I left, what difficulties the company would face, etc.