Oh yeah.
It’s been centuries since I last blogged… 30 days to be not-so-accurate… thanks to my not-so-conducive-to-blogging working sked of 1 - 10 (oh yeah, in the MORNING)…
I’ve been transferred to another program, one that handles more complicated techie stuff… but less room for errors. I’m now turning into one of the “No-look” agents who troubleshoot over the phone with their eyes closed - no simulations, no case logging, no more looking at the spiels… almost everything is in verbatim. Normal people would call it “being half-asleep”… I call it getting-paid-without-you-knowing-it. Haha.
The best thing about it: less irate callers and more avail time. I’m never going back to that god-forsaken program that eats TSRs for their executive luncheons.
The Cebu hires are starting to go back to Cebu… along with some of the Manila hires who have decided to leave the traffic-ridden metropolis for a less complicated way of living… or so I thought. A few weeks ago, I made a decision to go to Cebu. Just last Monday, I thought I’d do otherwise. I don’t think ready yet to leave this for some stupid reason of “getting away from it all”. Go figure.
You could easily compare my team to one Halo-Halo serving… you enjoy some of them… and some of them you’d rather not have at all. TOIC Karen’s just like my barkada Marj… although Karen’s a bit hyper for someone who’s supposed to be strict and all, which is a good thing.
I also got a new haircut… one I don’t like much. I got it from a new place here for just forty bucks. I guess that would equal your original Diesel sneaks compared to that Diesel clone you could easily buy off a tiangge in a remote mall for more than half the price. Quality still matters.
Speaking of pirated sneakers, any ideas where I could get a good deal?
Money makes the world go ’round.
…oh yeah it does, in reverse.
LSS: “Carla graaasaaa… carla grasssaaa… carla grassaaaaa….”
Thoughts