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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Buhay Call Center

Ayun. Mga boys namin sa batch malalandi at maniac. Katabi ko pa naman sila, madalas usapan ni sex and girls and life in line with that topic. Secondary na siguro ang cars. Kasalanan ko ba na may tenga ako at nakakarinig? Dedma na lang, kunyari seryoso ang aral. Pero HOY! may tenga ako noh! Keep your buzzing to yourselves please!

Tapos dami dami dami dami nagyoyosi. Tuwing break. Ewan ko ba. Ang baho baho naman!

First training week is boring! Gorgeous teacher but in between it's really boring!

Sana sweldo na. Para kahit boring ang buhay, may pang McDo man lang kame. Haaaay! Sweldo, come now!

Argh!

1. When you are really excited about a particular text rally and the other person doesn't really seem to be as interested in it. And he has the guts to sleep off your follow-up question, IT IS SERIOUSLY SO IRRITATING!

2. When people promise to do one thing with you, and suddenly something came up and reschedules your date the following day, it's fine. I understand. The following day, ANOTHER something comes up again and reschedules it THE FOLLOWING DAY yet again, I get it. You are busy and you are JUST trying to fit me in your toxic world. I won't let you know but I'll say it's okay. THE FOLLOWING DAY finally arrives and REALLY, another so and so reason comes along. Whenever you may want to schedule your date with me, I will POLITELY decline and say I am not available. Even if you ask me about the same subject another time of the day, I will not answer. I will not be available for any comment. I AM INFURIATED! GET A CLUE!

New Chance at Life

I told myself that I would never be a call center agent. But look where I am now... training to become one. So that survival may be a possibility.

I told my friends last Sunday a partial reason of leaving my old job. It's one of the major reasons. (Sorry, girls! I'll just have to take you for coffee sometime soon). It's hard to unburden yourself to people. I am REALLY afraid they won't really get me, or they might tag me differently from then on. I am protecting my interests. And my privacy. Some people, when they get a hold of valuable information, they have no other option but to leak it out.

Tuesday, as I sat during training, I was getting ready to give up. Quit and look for another niche in this wide world we live in. But then again, I thought, "If I leave, and I feel this exact same feeling in the next workplace, where will I be in 3 years? A bouncing bum?" I didn't like the picture it painted so I decide to stay and dream big.

With that, if the opportunity comes along, I would apply as the fresh hire (or new blood) trainer. Big pay, little effort! Not bad. If I finish my 4 year course, a managerial position is not too far away.

So there. Blabbering my mind out. I have a big exam tomorrow for US 101. I'm crossing fingers!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Jimmy and Rakel's Wedding (from my point of view)

It is finished! And I am thankful to God for seeing me through this without the couple getting on my back for every single little thing. Let me back track a bit and replay this day in my head.

12:00 am, June 1.

I still wasn't sleeping. Rakel just got home from a late dinner and saw me ironing my event outfit (You see? I don't usually iron clothes for anything at all). Jimmy brought her home along with some wedding paraphernalias that need to be with me during the day. As Jimmy went home and my roomie got ready for bed, I wasn't finished collating all the stuff I needed for the morrow. It was almost 1:30 pm when Rakel finally gave up talking and giving last minute reminders for the wedding. Rakel is one OC bride, that's a fact!

1:30 am

Just as we were getting ready to sleep, this burp attack came out of nowhere. I was releasing air like a construction guy who just finished eating his big meal for the day. On and on it went until Rakel was finally asleep. And the I saw on my clock it was 2:00 am. And I still wasn't asleep. And I had to wake up at 3:15 to get ready to pick up the flowers from Dang-wa. I finally hit the sack at 2:30 and then the alarm rang for the next assignment.

3:15 am

The alarm went off and I was like a zombie prematurely awoken by some sort of irritating thing. I washed up. And when I got back from the bathroom, I got a text from Kuya Toks (Ms. Susanne's driver) that he's already in McDonald's ATC. And he was 30 minutes ahead of schedule. With that, I rushed to the meeting place.

3:45 am

We were supposed to meet at 4:00 am but Kuya Toks got the best of time this time. When I arrived in McDo, IT WAS SO DARK! The branch was doing their weekly over-all maintenance and all the lights are out. Hanna arrived after 30 minutes. Thank God there was a one-eyed cat who kept me company during the long wait. When Hanna arrived, we left right away and on the road to Dangwa.

5:15 am

We finally arrived in Dangwa after several wrong roads and a cup of hot chocolate, e bought the flowers on Rakel's list. It was my first time to buy stuff from that area. And I thank God for Hanna being a heaven sent angel to help me through that errand. For that, I am indebted forever. We finished our assignment in around 30 minutes. I really wanted to sleep on our way back to New Life but Kuya Toks, again, the best driver that he is, reached New Life in 25 minutes... (imagine that!) Sleep, though it was knovking on consciousness' door didn't have the chance to come in at all. I had to wait til much much much later!

6:30 am

Ha!!! New Life lobby is under my muddied and soiled feet. We left the flowers and went straight to TS Crus to grab Uncle Dan and MORE wedding knick knacks. We started on the flowers, a proper breakfast and got Hanna's overnight night bag. When we came back to New Life by 9 am, OMG!!! the caterers haven't arrived yet. This got me back to life. Other than the heavey porkchop breakfast of course. Hahaha!

9:20 am

Still no caterer. So I decided to call our coordinator from their office. She said she's going to check on the status. Another 20 minutes and still no caterer, nor any feedback from the coord, I sent another text. That's when she texted that the truck gave a short pitstop at a vulcanizing shop. All in all, I sent a total of 4 messages to the catering coord before they finally arrived at 10:20 am. That's unacceptable for me!

10:30 am

The caterer went ahead and got their stuff in the sanctuary by this time. And what was I doing, minding all the other details and waiting for my other angels to come in. I also had a little episode with the bridal boquet florist. I called at around 10 am to follow-up on the delivery status of the flowers. The first guy, Leo said that the items still weren't started. I told him that I called last week to have the flowers delivered at 12 noon. And it was 2 hours before my requested call time. Leo in turn assured me to let his supervisor know about this. Anyhow, I called them again and then this Reggie guy answers the phone. I ask them again if the flowers can be delivered by 12. And I asked if he has seen the designs the bride had picked. He rudefully replied that the designs are very easy to make. (Ang simple simple pala ng pinagagawa ninyo e, banat ng Reggie). I didn't give any more side comment and firmly instructed that I needed the flowers by 12. I said goodbye. Gusto kong sabihin sa kanya na, "Hello? Hindi ko tinatanong kung simple o madali ung design. I wanted the flowers by my time!"

12:00 pm

At this point, this is already 12 hours from my initial time line. WOW! And I am still awake.

1:30 pm

We were having a peaceful lunch break when Bekah called confirming the wedding details for sounds. I told her, "Meron na. Matagal na. We gave it to Patch"

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