On Sunday, I took my wife and kids to Zoo Negara. The plan was simple: spend quality time together. After walking around, we stopped by a hotel and had a meal. On the way back, things changed. My wife suddenly lost her mood and started snapping for no clear reason. I kept quiet, not wanting to make things worse.
Back home, just as I was ready to rest, a message came in—someone chasing me for debt.
Monday Morning at the Plant
The new week started, and problems were already waiting.
An email reported yesterday’s operational issue.
A manager complained about another staff.
A machine broke down, production disrupted.
The safety officer came, frustrated that staff and transporters ignored rules and refused to listen.
Before I could sort anything out, my boss called for a meeting. He asked about the daily report. My engineer was still outstation, so the report wasn’t submitted. The boss got angry. I swallowed it.
Lunch That Wasn’t
During lunch break, a motorbike hit my car at a junction. Just a scratch, but still a hassle. The restaurant I went to was closed. I had to find another place.
Before I could eat, my phone rang—someone needed to see me urgently at the office. Back at the plant, a visitor was already waiting.
Later in the afternoon, the safety officer sent an email: Tomorrow, the Environmental Department is coming for inspection. Housekeeping at the plant was in bad shape. On top of that, the oil tank was full, and in two days another plant was starting up. Output would rise, waste would need to be disposed quickly.
Then came the transporters. One said the road was blocked, trucks couldn’t move. Another said JPJ was doing a roadblock, tankers stuck.o
Back Home
That evening, I went home completely drained. I thought I could finally rest. Instead, I found the water pipe leaking. Then the water supply was cut. After Maghrib prayers, I sat down to eat. My wife only cooked simple fried fish, then went straight to bed.
When I walked into the bedroom, the bed was full of my youngest child’s toys. I stared at it for a moment, then took a deep breath.
Reflection
That day reminded me that being a Plant Manager isn’t just about running machines or managing people. Problems come from everywhere—home, office, operations, even the road. Big or small, they pile up.
But in the end, no matter how heavy the ets, you still come home. Sometimes it heals you, sometimes it tests you even more. That’s reality. No scripts, no filters—just life that demands patience, one day at a time.
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