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Thank You, MRTC

ByFaris

MRTC stands for Mass Rapid Transit Corporation, a government linked company in Malaysia which I used to work since 2013 until 2021. Today marks the day that I started working there (and a decade of working there, if I had stayed).

I spent 8 years working there, and although I have left the place for almost two years now, it still seems like yesterday that I was working there. It was not all bed of roses, but the experience was valuable and the people that I’ve met during my time there will always be cherished.

Thank you MRTC, and for ex-colleagues, happy work anniversary!

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