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Small Time Job


My first job was a ā€œsmall time jobā€.
That is how I would justify to explain it:)

I was working for MakeMyTrip.com where I used to collect details of Inventory & room rates and upload that data on website. I almost update 50 to 70 hotel's rates and Inventory per day.

The moment I reached a hotelier he would start yelling at me, ā€œYour company is uselessā€. It was tough to pacify the hotelier. Later on, I realised that I was the face of the company, the hotelier had no clue what was going on in the company.

Many of my friends/family used to laugh at me, what a silly job I was doing. But that job taught me a simple thing which remained with me forever.

No job is small if you do it well you can make a difference not only to your life but to so many other lives. There is nothing like a ā€œsmall time jobā€. We make our job big or small.

What was your first job ? What did you learn ?

Enable yourself !!
Empower yourself !!

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  1. Awesome writing skill you have yash...keep it up...Sky is not ur limit😊

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