It has been almost one month since I last posted crap in this crappy page of mine. I have been extremely busy with an unending streme of client prospects, both new and old. Or more accurately, of old jobs trying to be new. I have been assigned a number of re-visits and re-pricing. Don't get me wrong, I like what I am doing, (its just in my nature to rant about things that I don't like) but lets face it, no matter how much you like what you are doing, you are bound to encounter numerous thorns in your rose-y worklife. Choosing to do the job than complaining (or while complaining as in my case) is what you call maturity. Right Roda Manok? =) Anyhow, in the blurry of the past month's hectic work schedule, I found out that while trying to internalize the past month's events, all I can recall are the bad things that happened to me. Call me negative or heck human but that’s all I can recall. I think I am suffering from what you call (I am patent to this phrase) Negative Retention. Your mind only archives the most annoying, most hideous actions/events. And due to my photographic negatively retentive memory, I am now going to share to you the 5 most ugly things I have encountered these past few weeks:
1.) Panas are the worst bosses/superiors, colleagues. What are panas? Go ask the fabulously-slang-Carins. But I just want to say that most of the anxiety (90%) of what I have experienced last month is because of a certain Pana that according to Dang looks like a movie villan. This Pana is so impossibly bossy and incredibly stupid that dealing with him is like being stucked in HS with all your stupid teachers and rowdy classmates, with matching "making sumbong to the principal". I am telling you, this Pana is one for the books. As in super.
2.) Linda (remember her from one of my old posts?), was just, uhmmm, moved. I am not sure if that's promotion but let me just say that Linda just proved the timeless and proven theory that Life is Unfair. It never was, It never will be. All we have working for us is karma. Hopefully, it rears its most welcome head one of these days. =)
3.) A new Pana is walking around the office, wait, I mean strutting around the office. This Pana with matching necessary pointing and shouting and bossing is so smelly that even if you are still in the first floor and he is in his office (2nd floor), you will know that he has already arrived. The stench is hideous. It's like being shoved inside a gigantic, old and smelly Kaypee shoes. I am so sure that Tita Maggie would have kicked him out of her shoe house had he went there to visit. Oh-my-gulay. He is so baho, I swear (using my most colegiala voice). This stench prompts my colleague to continually spray Lysol when the Pana is not looking. So funny.
4.) I have ridden all in one day the worst cab drivers in the universe. Going to work, this cabby who kept on trying to make small talk even if I am already evidently wearing a headset didn't want to make a u-turn under the fly over since according to him he is on his way to Ortigas. He just wants me to cross the dangerous road (walang tawiran, nakamamatay) to get to the office. He was not budging even If I was already raising my voice, so I just paid and walked but not before asking for my 2.50 change and not closing the door with matching dialogue of “Kung gusto nyo isang ruta lang kyo, sana jeep dinadrive nyo.” On my way home, I rode this cabby that farts like every 15 minutes. No it’s not the noisy one so I was not sure at first if he was really passing gas but I swear the smell was like putrid meat. At first I thought, the Pana smell clung to my shirt but I soon realized that this was different, like Malabanan was doing a job somewhere near you. It’s like sewer but more. I was so grossed out that before going down, I told the manong to go find a toilet or stop eating kamote.
5.) There is this person from my office that uses the ringtone Grow Old with You with matching talkies/dialogues lifted from the movie (you know like those Titanic clips before the song My Heart will go on will start). No there is nothing wrong with that, I actually like the song, but when you hear it every five minutes because he left his mobile in his desk to go pupu (I think), it gets to your nerves. I swear, it will go off every after five minutes after the landline rings and the other phone (thankfully with a midi ringtone) rings. And oh, I forgot, his txt msg alert tone is the voice of a kid singing and uhmm, it was recorded live.
Before I let you guys go and live your really exciting lives (yup, that’s for my three loyal readers), let me just introduce to you (as promised) my yosi buddy, Ms Fi. Ms Fi is not your typical officemate in that she is always quiet in her desk but when you go for yosi her quips will just crack you up. Also, Ms Fi sheds tears when drunk and uhmm, embraces-while-dancing-strangers. Ms Fi, is also a cool rock chick that watched Brandon and his band twice. =) And the other days, she spent 17 hrs in the office almost crying (without being drunk) before being let go off her boss, the usually kind, funny and adorable but gets-stressssssssssed- during-crunch-time-Ms-STSTSTSTSTS.
