Random Thoughts. ♥

“‘Di naman sa tagal nasusukat ang tibay at tatag ng samahan. Mararamdaman mo, kung tunay sila o nandyan lang kasi masaya.”

Call Center, BPO Companies. Last option ko sana kung sakaling magtatrabaho ako. E, wala. No choice. Dito ‘ata ako nababagay. Ewan ko pa. Pero naging first job ko ang last option na sinasabi ko.

Trip lang. Walang pressure, nagapply ako, kasama ‘yung kaibigan ko na bigla namang nawala. Ewan ko kung nahihiya magpakita sa’kin ulit, pero ang huling balita ko, nasa mas magandang call center siya. 

Kagaya nga ng sinabi ko, ‘di ko sana gusto magtrabaho sa ganong nature ng trabaho. Gusto ko, ang aapplyan ko SANA ay ‘yung may mga privilege na kagaya ng, magkakaron ka ng sarili mong condominium unit, kotse, malaking daily allowance, 8-hour normal work shift. ‘Yung petiks lang. Ganon ko talaga na-picture ‘yung sarili ko. Sa kasamaang palad, ‘di pala ganon kadali humanap ng ganon. AT, imposible. Magsisimula ka talaga sa mababa.

Classroom Training. Nesting. EOP. O.M. T.L. S.M.E. Agents. Kape. Yosi. Alak. Sleeping Quarters. 24-hour Cafeteria. ‘Yan. Dyan umikot buhay ko. Alam ko, mage-enjoy ako. ‘Nung umpisa, oo. Nagkatotoo nga. Mababait kasi. Parang school lang. Pero, syempre, iba ang policy. ‘Di umubra ‘yung pagiging sakitin ko, at dumating na sa point na kailangan ko nang gumive up kahit sobrang nageenjoy pa ko. My parents were already against my job. Abonado pa daw kasi sila.

Call Center, it was indeed a fun job being a call center agent, though paulitulit ang ginagawa mo, it’s the thrill of having a conversation with anybody that will either you’ll drive nuts or drive you to nuts.

‘Nung una, soft spoken and very weak ang approach ko. Oh, I am handling a Debt Collection Account. So, required sa’min ng mga co-agents ko na maging ASSERTIVE kami. Pero, habang tumatagal, nakuha ko naman ang technique. 

I’ve stayed as a call center agent for like three and a half months, I guess. But I never had the same pay as my co-agents ‘cause I wasn’t able to get my requirements done. Sa sobrang enjoy ko, ok na sakin ang sahod na super BELOW MINIMUM. 

Ilang beses ko nabanggit na nag-enjoy ako? SUPER. Dahil sa mga taong naging READY na mag-salo ng drama ko sa BOYFRIEND ko. Well, I WAS A BATTERED GIRLFRIEND. ‘Di ko na idedetalye. But, I was.

So, ‘yon. The guys in the floor are not really my kind of crowd. I mean, they’re like rockstars, punk, emo look people. AND, I was actually really pissed whenever I saw those kind of looks, duuuurty! But when I was able to know this guys, oh man! ETO NA NAMAN AKO. 

Super saya nila kasama. But this time, ‘di na ko baby ng tropa. I am not always noticed. Tamang chill lang. Just a random member of the group. And guess what? I never feel special enough kapag nakapaligid sila sakin. No name at all. Tamang kakilala, katropa. But, these group of gals and lads were so true and man, I am telling you can never resist them.

This is another set of group whom I’ll surely treasure. 

Black and white, super enjoy ang memories. Kahit wala na ko sa office, you guys are the most simple people in the world, but can definitely rock others world. :)

Andito na ko sa point na nagiisip kung:

• kelan ba ko makakatulong sa mga magulang ko?
• kelan ba ko magkakasilbi sa pamilya namin?
• pano ba ko maguumpisa?
• pano ko magiging marangal na mamamayan ng pilipinas?
• hanggang saan ba ko?
• magiging mabuting anak ba ko?
• magiging successful ba ko sa buhay?
• makakamit ko ba lahat ng mga pangarap ko?

Mahirap. Nakaka-pressure. Pero, sana lahat ng sagot dito positibo. Ayokong maupo na lang habang nakikita ang mga magulang ko na naghihikahos para lang palamunin ang nagugutom kong bibig. Tumatanda sila. Oras na, para ako naman ang bumawi sa lahat ng kabutihan na ginawa nila sa’kin.

Diyos ko. Kayo na po ang bahala. :)

For some reasons, I couldn’t get myself back into blogging stuffs. I can’t understand why. :/ It’s like, I wanted to scribble my mind, but then I’ve been tired and uninspired.

And there, I got the answer. Tired and uninspired. *facepalm