DISCLAIMER: This piece is not for the impatient.
Rising on the wrong side of the bed has truly contributed so well in ruining the entire day. Tuesday was a terrible day and I did not quite see it coming.
Ever since I have plunged in the corporate pool back in 2003 (a month after graduation), I have always embraced the better learner side of me and would almost always be consumed by too much thinking and analysis to anticipate any setbacks. Ha! What can I say, I am an analyst - work and otherwise.
But yesterday was different.
It did not actually start this deep dark, it was when the Earthquake hit the metro - I so felt it. I got scared all together and could not compose myself even hours after that. You see, our office is located in the 29th floor of one of the tallest buildings along Ayala Avenue so I hope you get the picture. And then I was tapped to do a presentation about learning techniques due the next day. I caught myself sending endless sms and making phone calls to friends who could possibly help me digest such learning techniques! I ended up rushing to several bookstores hoping to find the best-bound pages I could possibly have.
Another catch is that it was raining so hard after my meet and bound pages hunting! As we should all know by now, when it rains - it was so effing hard to get a cab. These cab drivers suddenly became so choosy and would normally ask for a fixed, higher rate. Damn it!
I tried my "luck" on people within my strings to pick me up - making super numerous phone calls (I made 57) and none of them were effing answered. I was so helpless leaving me so marred and miserable.
In my mind I was chanting over and over - why is it hard to reach them when you're in an I-need-someone-to-pick-me-up-now kind of spot and why are they not even answering their damn phone? You can tell, I was furious. My limited mind can no longer fathom such a puzzle. I just wanted to get home and take a warm bath, for crying out loud!
Good Lord, please send me an earthly angel was my constant plea and He answered. Many thanks to Manong driver! He saved me from lunacy by confusing himself that I am I.R. (a local actress) and was even asking for an autograph! Hilarious!
Today is a new day, I suppose. I kicked some ass with my presentation and it did not hurt that I got an A for a rank.
Ha! So much for bad days.
Rising on the wrong side of the bed has truly contributed so well in ruining the entire day. Tuesday was a terrible day and I did not quite see it coming.
Ever since I have plunged in the corporate pool back in 2003 (a month after graduation), I have always embraced the better learner side of me and would almost always be consumed by too much thinking and analysis to anticipate any setbacks. Ha! What can I say, I am an analyst - work and otherwise.
But yesterday was different.
It did not actually start this deep dark, it was when the Earthquake hit the metro - I so felt it. I got scared all together and could not compose myself even hours after that. You see, our office is located in the 29th floor of one of the tallest buildings along Ayala Avenue so I hope you get the picture. And then I was tapped to do a presentation about learning techniques due the next day. I caught myself sending endless sms and making phone calls to friends who could possibly help me digest such learning techniques! I ended up rushing to several bookstores hoping to find the best-bound pages I could possibly have.
Another catch is that it was raining so hard after my meet and bound pages hunting! As we should all know by now, when it rains - it was so effing hard to get a cab. These cab drivers suddenly became so choosy and would normally ask for a fixed, higher rate. Damn it!
I tried my "luck" on people within my strings to pick me up - making super numerous phone calls (I made 57) and none of them were effing answered. I was so helpless leaving me so marred and miserable.
In my mind I was chanting over and over - why is it hard to reach them when you're in an I-need-someone-to-pick-me-up-now kind of spot and why are they not even answering their damn phone? You can tell, I was furious. My limited mind can no longer fathom such a puzzle. I just wanted to get home and take a warm bath, for crying out loud!
Good Lord, please send me an earthly angel was my constant plea and He answered. Many thanks to Manong driver! He saved me from lunacy by confusing himself that I am I.R. (a local actress) and was even asking for an autograph! Hilarious!
Today is a new day, I suppose. I kicked some ass with my presentation and it did not hurt that I got an A for a rank.
Ha! So much for bad days.
