Did it ever happen to you?
You walk inside a restaurant/shop/store alone and the greeting person greets you enthusiastically with:
Good morning Ma'am/Sir!
Hey,pal... are you confused? Can't you see? I'm a girl. And it also happens even if you are with a bunch of friends and you are all girls. The "Sir" is still there in the greeting. I can understand being greeted "Good morning" in the afternoon. How come they dont say "Good morning/afternoon ma'am/sir".
No. I'm not angry. I'm just... amused. ^___^
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Overnights, 48 doughnuts, 9600 calories
March 27, 2008
Around 9 or 10 pm at the office...
Officemate 1 talking to Officemate 2: ON tayo ngayon di pa? Para dun sa *whisper whisper* (ON means overnight, next level ng OT for Overtime)
Me the curious: Huh? Ano yun?
Officemate 1: Ah... secret...
Me the curious: Hmmmm.... owks...
*some time later*
Officemate 1 asking Officemate 2: May dala ka bang shirt and rubber shoes?
Me the usisera: Aha! Magja-jogging kayo!
Officemate 1: Uhmmmm... hindi.. pero.. ask ko baka pwede namin sabihin sayo...
*a few minutes later*
Officemate 1: Sige, ganito kasi yun, opening ng Krispy Kreme Ayala bukas ng 6am. So ON kami para maabutan yung opening.
Me the usisera: Ah, yung sa may PBComm! Bakit, ano meron?
Officemate 1: Yung first customer kasi, may 1 year free supply of donuts. And 1 month free supply of donuts kapag nasa first 300 customers ka! Sama ka!
Me the feeling-maaga-uuwi: Ah, hindi na. Uuwi na lang ako at matutulog. Hindi naman ata kami uumagahin.(I proceeded to continue my work)
March 28,2008
Around 12 midnight
Officemate 3: Uy! Pipila din kaming Krispy Kreme! Sama ka?
Me the feeling-matatapos-na-ang-ginagawa: Hindi, baka makauwi na kami mayamaya na...
1 am, 2am, 3am, 4am passed... at hindi pa rin kami tapos sa ginagawa namin....
4:30 am
Me the naloloka na: Shet naman to...(buwisit sa buwisit sa excel at working papersna ginagawa)
My Senior Associate: Tara na nga, mag-Krispy Kreme na lang din tayo.
Me: Sige, sama na rin tayo..
5:00am
Arrived in Krispy Kreme Ayala. There was already a loooooooooooong line.
My Officemates: Andami na, aabot pa ba tayo?
Me the pagod na: Andami, hindi na tayo aabot, uwi na lang ako.
My Officemates: Dito muna tayo sandali. Malay mo...
At 5:30 am, the KK people started giving out numbers.
Before 6am... I got my number! YAY! #223!!!
6:00am Krispy Kreme Ayala opened!
But it was around 7:30 when we could finally order. We could not claim the free doughnuts yet. We could start claiming them the day after (Saturday March29,2008).
It was 9am when I got home and got some sleep. Woke up at 12 nn. Proceeded to work.
And since it was the busy season, I still worked during that Saturday. So I was able to claim my first box
And now, I'm down to the last box. I'm gonna claim it this week.
If it weren't for the busy season, I wouldn't have 4 free boxes of Krispy Kremes! Look at the bright side!
Yumyumyum...
In my opinion, the Original Glazed donuts were the best. The other KK doughnuts were too sweet for me. Although I do like Hershey's Cookies and Creme and New York Cheesecake.
Yumyumyum... they taste better because they are free... Harharhar!
Around 9 or 10 pm at the office...
Officemate 1 talking to Officemate 2: ON tayo ngayon di pa? Para dun sa *whisper whisper* (ON means overnight, next level ng OT for Overtime)
Me the curious: Huh? Ano yun?
Officemate 1: Ah... secret...
Me the curious: Hmmmm.... owks...
*some time later*
Officemate 1 asking Officemate 2: May dala ka bang shirt and rubber shoes?
Me the usisera: Aha! Magja-jogging kayo!
Officemate 1: Uhmmmm... hindi.. pero.. ask ko baka pwede namin sabihin sayo...
*a few minutes later*
Officemate 1: Sige, ganito kasi yun, opening ng Krispy Kreme Ayala bukas ng 6am. So ON kami para maabutan yung opening.
Me the usisera: Ah, yung sa may PBComm! Bakit, ano meron?
Officemate 1: Yung first customer kasi, may 1 year free supply of donuts. And 1 month free supply of donuts kapag nasa first 300 customers ka! Sama ka!
Me the feeling-maaga-uuwi: Ah, hindi na. Uuwi na lang ako at matutulog. Hindi naman ata kami uumagahin.(I proceeded to continue my work)
March 28,2008
Around 12 midnight
Officemate 3: Uy! Pipila din kaming Krispy Kreme! Sama ka?
Me the feeling-matatapos-na-ang-ginagawa: Hindi, baka makauwi na kami mayamaya na...
1 am, 2am, 3am, 4am passed... at hindi pa rin kami tapos sa ginagawa namin....
4:30 am
Me the naloloka na: Shet naman to...(buwisit sa buwisit sa excel at working papersna ginagawa)
My Senior Associate: Tara na nga, mag-Krispy Kreme na lang din tayo.
Me: Sige, sama na rin tayo..
5:00am
Arrived in Krispy Kreme Ayala. There was already a loooooooooooong line.
My Officemates: Andami na, aabot pa ba tayo?
Me the pagod na: Andami, hindi na tayo aabot, uwi na lang ako.
My Officemates: Dito muna tayo sandali. Malay mo...
At 5:30 am, the KK people started giving out numbers.
Before 6am... I got my number! YAY! #223!!!
6:00am Krispy Kreme Ayala opened!
But it was around 7:30 when we could finally order. We could not claim the free doughnuts yet. We could start claiming them the day after (Saturday March29,2008).
It was 9am when I got home and got some sleep. Woke up at 12 nn. Proceeded to work.
And since it was the busy season, I still worked during that Saturday. So I was able to claim my first box
And now, I'm down to the last box. I'm gonna claim it this week.
If it weren't for the busy season, I wouldn't have 4 free boxes of Krispy Kremes! Look at the bright side!
Yumyumyum...
In my opinion, the Original Glazed donuts were the best. The other KK doughnuts were too sweet for me. Although I do like Hershey's Cookies and Creme and New York Cheesecake.
Yumyumyum... they taste better because they are free... Harharhar!
Friday, March 28, 2008
This is the busy season
Forwarded to me. Dunno the author. I can relate. =)
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Ladies and Gentlemen:
I would like to take a brief moment to explain to you what is known, in some circles, as "busy season". Here’s a hint before I get started though – it’s a season and it is very, very busy. Shocking, I know. If you’re an auditor (i.e. the last legal form of indentured servitude) or you have friends who are, you know this term well. Between January and mid-March, your ass belongs to whichever public accounting firm you have been fool enough to sell it to for the tuppence that you have agreed to accept as biweekly pay. You get to work at the butt-crack of dawn and routinely watch the sun rise from your desk. You see the cleaners so often, you now know the names of their children in ascending order of age and the name of their favorite pop group. You work through what used to be your lunch-break and is now just the ten minutes (usually around 3:45pm) during which you run to the bathroom, check your voicemail, check your email and/or catch your breath. You deal with bitchy clients, bitchy managers, bitchy receptionists, co-workers who used to be congenial but who are now just bitchy because they can’t stand busy season either. You get fat because of all the other things that your firm has denied you (life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness), it will provide you with the equivalent of your body weight in food with the highest caloric content possible. Here’s a snapshot into the snack-drawer (more like snack-closet) at my most recent busy season client – KitKat, Cheez-it, Cheetos, Doritos, Lays, Twix, Hershey bar, Ferrero Rocher (we’re classy, y’know!), Twix, Twizzlers, Reese’s Cups, Pringles, cupcakes, fruit snacks, yaki soba? -- all in bags weighing about a hundred pounds each. And what happens when you get frustrated, irritated and all-round aggravated? You reach for the snack drawer and pretty soon, your sizeable arse can no longer fit in your pathetic Office Depot swivel chair.
Of course, because of all the snacks you’ve been eating, you begin to break out, so you’re not just fat, you’re pimply and ugly too. This brings with it a wave of self-consciousness and low self-esteem comparable only, perhaps, to your ‘awkward teen years’. Perhaps. Your teeth begin to degenerate because you’ve basically been surviving on pure sugar and where do you think you’re going to find the time to visit a licensed dental professional? Not this busy season! You better pray your teeth hang in there till April.
When you notice the sun setting, you realize the second part of your day is just beginning! Your shoes start coming off under your little desk and you start getting real comfy – maybe you’re even sitting Buddha-style with your firm-issued laptop sitting beside your fifth cup of coffee of the day. The air-conditioning goes off, the client is long gone, the fatigue and the depression set in because you realize you’ve still got a full day’s work ahead of you and the partner’s just shown up. When you eventually get to leave work, your friends (remember those people? No? I didn’t think so) are practically already in bed. Oh, let’s talk about that – personal relationships. They’re shot. Just forget it. They’re shot because not only do you not really have any time to commit to nurturing these relationships, you’re so burned out from the day that the little time you do find to converse, you’re irritated, wired and snappish. So let’s recap; your formerly fabulous self has become an over-worked, under-paid, burned-out, pissed off, fat, pimply, love-less, friendless, sleep-deprived, caffeine-dependent mess, ticking and tying from here to eternity.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is busy season
======================
Ladies and Gentlemen:
I would like to take a brief moment to explain to you what is known, in some circles, as "busy season". Here’s a hint before I get started though – it’s a season and it is very, very busy. Shocking, I know. If you’re an auditor (i.e. the last legal form of indentured servitude) or you have friends who are, you know this term well. Between January and mid-March, your ass belongs to whichever public accounting firm you have been fool enough to sell it to for the tuppence that you have agreed to accept as biweekly pay. You get to work at the butt-crack of dawn and routinely watch the sun rise from your desk. You see the cleaners so often, you now know the names of their children in ascending order of age and the name of their favorite pop group. You work through what used to be your lunch-break and is now just the ten minutes (usually around 3:45pm) during which you run to the bathroom, check your voicemail, check your email and/or catch your breath. You deal with bitchy clients, bitchy managers, bitchy receptionists, co-workers who used to be congenial but who are now just bitchy because they can’t stand busy season either. You get fat because of all the other things that your firm has denied you (life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness), it will provide you with the equivalent of your body weight in food with the highest caloric content possible. Here’s a snapshot into the snack-drawer (more like snack-closet) at my most recent busy season client – KitKat, Cheez-it, Cheetos, Doritos, Lays, Twix, Hershey bar, Ferrero Rocher (we’re classy, y’know!), Twix, Twizzlers, Reese’s Cups, Pringles, cupcakes, fruit snacks, yaki soba? -- all in bags weighing about a hundred pounds each. And what happens when you get frustrated, irritated and all-round aggravated? You reach for the snack drawer and pretty soon, your sizeable arse can no longer fit in your pathetic Office Depot swivel chair.
Of course, because of all the snacks you’ve been eating, you begin to break out, so you’re not just fat, you’re pimply and ugly too. This brings with it a wave of self-consciousness and low self-esteem comparable only, perhaps, to your ‘awkward teen years’. Perhaps. Your teeth begin to degenerate because you’ve basically been surviving on pure sugar and where do you think you’re going to find the time to visit a licensed dental professional? Not this busy season! You better pray your teeth hang in there till April.
When you notice the sun setting, you realize the second part of your day is just beginning! Your shoes start coming off under your little desk and you start getting real comfy – maybe you’re even sitting Buddha-style with your firm-issued laptop sitting beside your fifth cup of coffee of the day. The air-conditioning goes off, the client is long gone, the fatigue and the depression set in because you realize you’ve still got a full day’s work ahead of you and the partner’s just shown up. When you eventually get to leave work, your friends (remember those people? No? I didn’t think so) are practically already in bed. Oh, let’s talk about that – personal relationships. They’re shot. Just forget it. They’re shot because not only do you not really have any time to commit to nurturing these relationships, you’re so burned out from the day that the little time you do find to converse, you’re irritated, wired and snappish. So let’s recap; your formerly fabulous self has become an over-worked, under-paid, burned-out, pissed off, fat, pimply, love-less, friendless, sleep-deprived, caffeine-dependent mess, ticking and tying from here to eternity.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is busy season
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Another 100%
Thanks to the One up there who made all of this happen
Thanks to all of those who prayed for me and for the batch
Thanks to my everdearest family for their unending support
Thanks to our in-charges and seniors who still supported us, kahit na andaming trabahong na-tengga dahil sa naka-leave kami, sinuportahan at inintindi nyo pa rin kami. =)
Thanks sa aking batchmates na sobrang bait na nagpahiram at naghirap na ipa-photocopy ang kanilang mga materials. At hindi nagdamot na mag-share ng kanilang knowledge and tips: Belle, Gilda, Tin, Jan, France, Crystle, Mei, Aimee
Thanks to our senior associates who inspired and encouraged us to take this challenge... and they cheered us all the way to the finish line. =)
Txt ni Janrich! (na hindi pa rin nag-a-update):
>congrats sa mga bagong imbestigador ng bayan, mga bagong CIA!! Jan, Charlie, France, Crystle, Tin, Lyzet Elay, Mei, grace, Gilda, Loraine, Aimee, Jaemi. Go 100%!
Well, another bunch of letters is now added to my name: CIA. So anobayun? CIA stands for Certified Internal Auditor (and not Central Intelligence Agency). So anoparinyun? Napapagod na ako mag-explain eh. More about that here.
Yay! Pipyirs 100% CPA! 100% CIA! (Hindi naman kami masyado mayabang, proud lang XP)
At sa mga naghihingi ng libre, hindi po tumaas ang sweldo ko. Wala akong perang panlibre. Harharhar!
Thanks to all of those who prayed for me and for the batch
Thanks to my everdearest family for their unending support
Thanks to our in-charges and seniors who still supported us, kahit na andaming trabahong na-tengga dahil sa naka-leave kami, sinuportahan at inintindi nyo pa rin kami. =)
Thanks sa aking batchmates na sobrang bait na nagpahiram at naghirap na ipa-photocopy ang kanilang mga materials. At hindi nagdamot na mag-share ng kanilang knowledge and tips: Belle, Gilda, Tin, Jan, France, Crystle, Mei, Aimee
Thanks to our senior associates who inspired and encouraged us to take this challenge... and they cheered us all the way to the finish line. =)
Txt ni Janrich! (na hindi pa rin nag-a-update):
>congrats sa mga bagong imbestigador ng bayan, mga bagong CIA!! Jan, Charlie, France, Crystle, Tin, Lyzet Elay, Mei, grace, Gilda, Loraine, Aimee, Jaemi. Go 100%!
Well, another bunch of letters is now added to my name: CIA. So anobayun? CIA stands for Certified Internal Auditor (and not Central Intelligence Agency). So anoparinyun? Napapagod na ako mag-explain eh. More about that here.
Yay! Pipyirs 100% CPA! 100% CIA! (Hindi naman kami masyado mayabang, proud lang XP)
At sa mga naghihingi ng libre, hindi po tumaas ang sweldo ko. Wala akong perang panlibre. Harharhar!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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