Thursday, November 20, 2008

Uh oh...

Foremost, I congratulate (again) my good friend Gracie who’s now a Licensed Customs Broker.

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It was on the testimonial dinner honoring the school’s alumni who passed the recent professional board exams for Electronics and Communications Engineers (ECEs) and for Customs Brokers which I attended as a journalist for the school publication. There were most of the successful examinees and their families, local dignitaries, college heads and faculty, and of course food and drinks.

As the occasion marked record-breaking events – the school’s first batch of ECEs in 5 years of operation and the phenomenal ranking of 4 alumni in the Top 10 including the highest score in the Customs licensure – it has been likewise remarkable for me. First, I downed almost two tall glasses of tequila-based cocktails which so far the most I had drank in my life resulting to my first-ever experience of its kick and second I had my first-known allergic reaction.

I came home almost midnight, did my bedtime rituals and fell asleep. Three hours later, I was awakened by intense itch on the forearms and thighs. Thinking that mosquitoes were the culprits, I semi-consciously (as in without opening an eye) secured my blanket and scratched myself until I fell asleep of exhaustion.

By daytime, the itch had subsided but my sister noticed the unusual redness and remarked with admiration; she liked it as if it’s fair skin that blushes when it gets ample sunshine. The possibility that it is allergy didn’t occur to me until I awoke from my afternoon nap with the intensity of the irritation recurring.

I rushed to our company clinic where a solution which I believe is a quick-effecting antihistamine was injected in me and was prescribed with tablets I took for the next few days.

Since it’s the first time to happen, I still cannot tell what triggered the allergy. There were prawns but I do not react to the seafood before unless maybe something was wrong with the quality of those served that night. Or could it be the tequila? Or maybe prawns and tequila do not go together after all.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Must be rude


Now Hiring: Call Agent (Credit Collection)
Qualification: Must be rude; paranoid is an advantage



This is a transcribed conversation that took place one regular morning at work. Names were changed for security.




SCENE 1

(Local 123 rings)

Emerson: MIS, Good morning!

Rudy a.k.a Rude Agent: Hi! This is Rudy from Some Bank. May I speak with Mr. Sid please?
Emerson: For a while please… (Calls Sid’s name since they share the same line)

(Scenario: Sid’s cube is behind Emerson’s hence the latter would not know whether Sid’s in his area unless he turns and tilts his head)

Dee whose cubicle’s next to Sid’s yells back, “He’s out”

Emerson: Sorry, he went out

Rudy: Why did I just hear you call him? Sounds like he’s just beside you

Emerson: Sir, I didn’t turn to look to his place and just called his name. Incidentally he’s not there.

Rudy: But I heard you! You must be hiding him!

Emerson: I wouldn’t be arguing with you any longer if he’s really here! But he’s not! Now if you want, you go here to check him personally and I’ll reimburse your bus fare! Damn you!

(Phone slammed)







SCENE 2

(Line 456 rings)

Josephine: MIS, Good morning!

Rudy: Yes, Mr. Sid please…

Josephine: He’s not in the office at this moment…

Rudy: Ah… By the way, who’s the lady I’ve spoken with in local 123?

Josephine: That’s Emerson

(Disclaimer: Emerson’s ladylike voice is inborn)

Rudy: No, the lady I’ve spoken with…

Josephine: You’ve spoken with Emerson. His voice naturally sounds like a lady’s…

Rudy: It can’t be. You must be lying!

Josephine: Sir, Mr. Sid’s not here. You better call line 123 again maybe an hour later to check if he’s back since you don’t seem to trust any of us here. Goodbye






SCENE 3

(Line 123 rings again not long after. Dee picks up this time)

Dee: Good morning!

Rudy: Yes, I’m looking for Mr. Sid …

Dee: Sorry, he’s currently out for fieldwork

Rudy: Why? You guys are not consistent! First, ‘he’s out’. Another, ‘he’s not in’. Now you’re saying he’s doing field. I cannot believe all of the employees in your company are liars! Blah! Blah! Blah!




Whew! Isn’t he a darling?

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Past Twits

Remember the famed question that gave us Twitter? Yes, that one except that now I refer to its past perfect progressive tense.

Below is a recap of what I had been doing the entire time I was out of blog world. Twitter’s 160-character limit just can’t contain these.

October, Week 1 was submission for 2009 budget. I was in charge for a part of the equipment outlay. The ultimate goal was to come up with rational plan for the distribution of desktop and laptop computers and printers. Without which, the 40+ departments of our company would have a tough time acquiring said resources. And we’re talking of 3 batches of procurement here!

Ok I’ll cut this. Details of my job are lethal for my well-being while you could die of boredom.

The following week, final exams were scheduled hence I forced myself to finish the work deliverable over the weekend and that entailed working at home overnight until 4AM. Then I filed for 3-day leave to prepare for the tests and guess what, my boss didn’t approve it right away and gave me that I’ll-think-about-it-drama. I filed it Monday and had to text her Wednesday morning to confirm whether it’s granted or not. Isn’t that sweet? Oh! I had to do the same thing Thursday morning; at least for the last day of its duration that wasn’t necessary anymore.

As expected, there’s a lot of schoolwork and my leave was spent on only 2 of my 5 subjects. Plus that requirement in digital editing where I and 3 group mates gave a new story and voices to Finding Nemo. (Disclaimer: The project is for course application only and would not be commercialized). It was fun to make despite the brain and vocal work. For almost a week our home had been the group’s production studio filled with screaming and laughter.

The succeeding weeks I accomplished 3 tests piled for Physics 1 which, due to my status as an employed student had been a self-help subject and the instructor gave it as take-home tests. Even so, it wasn’t at all easy especially that it was 8 years ago when I last solved Physics problems.

In the end, my History and Literature classes are queued for completion until this time.

*sigh*