Caffeinated Hallucinations

February 15, 2008

I love the company I’m working with. In my entire employment history, I learned a lot of things here.

– i learned basic English and not-so-basic English
– i learned to make a blog [kaya eto, malapit nang maging adik sa wordpress]
– i learned to wake up early in the morning [bawal kasi maLate]
– i learned to ride a jeepney [pwede walang taxi..wala kasing budget]
– i learned to drink coffee [not only a cup, but jars]
– i learned to eat a plateful of rice [nakakagutom kasi..kahit nga sa station, kumakain ako]
– i learned to sleep na nakadilat ang mata
– i learned to sleep kahit nakaupo
– i learned to sleep na hawak ang mouse at keyboard
– i learned to massage myself [kasi hanggang ngayon, monobloc parin ang chair..hehehe! peace!]
– i learned to be patient [sa kahihintay sa bagong]
– i learned to drink fit ‘n right [kahit inde naman talaga ako mataba]
– i learned to drink softdrinks [every lunch yan.. kamusta naman ang mga buto ko?]
– i learned to value time [kasi log-in ko, 8:59am and log-out 6:00pm.. mahirap na kasi malate sa pag-log out]
– i learned to work overtime paminsan-minsan [kasi libre ang pagkain.. pati nga pala lunch namin, libre]
– i learned to be thrifty [kasi kukulangin ang sweldo sa isang buwan na bisyo]
– i learned to be loyal [yoko na yata iwan tong kompanyang to.. napamahal na to sakin]

Kaya kayo, you should enjoy what you are doing. I swear, you will forget every little fatigue if you’re happy with your job. Ako, I’ve learned my lesson, ang hirap pala talaga mag-AWOL. Bad record kana, mahihirapan ka pang humanap ng trabaho. hehe.

Kaya like Mcdo, Love ko ‘to. Hindi, bored lang talaga ako. 😐



Loathing Session

February 8, 2008

I hate the world today. Red, I hate that color. I hate it when my attendance sheet is reddened. That would mean I am late. Yes, you read it. I’m effin’ LATE. I can already see smokes coming out of my nostrils and ears like train chimneys shouting Choo-choo. I can figure out my face as it creases with rage. A hundred-peso deduction is not okay. Besides, this is the very first time that I am late in my entire employment history.

A lot of “I could have’s” are running through my dim-witted mind. I’m having cranial bleeding, I know. But, it seems that I still want to bang my head off the windshield of the jeepney I don’t want to remember. I could have not taken a bath. I could have not comb my already disheveled hair. I could have not sipped a jar of coffee. I could have taken a cab instead of a jeepney. I could have driven myself to work. I could have killed the passengers. I could have killed the driver. Arrgghhh! I hate the world. I hate the people. If only the driver could have cut the brakes; if only these people could have not competed with me in taking a cab; if only jeepneys were not full; if only the drivers could have not been greedy stopping for passengers who don’t want to ride, I could have arrived in the office an hour earlier.

Now, I’m not in the mood to work. I’m mourning for my bloody 9:04. I’m grieving for my 100-peso deduction. This little wage earner is getting poorer and poorer. Mas pobre pa sa ilagang nasunugan, as what they say. Kill me. I want to rant and rave. Really.