Call Center Life

What a journey! If that’s what you call it. Some treat it as a devolve, some just passed by and others really don’t care if they’re here or not.

Bumpy, fun, exhasuting not to mention elating ride it has been. What? Five years? Wow! I can’t imagine those years, growing and learning at the same time. I never thought I would stay and linger in this industry as it was just the most “in” thing, hip, wild and frivolous. That’s it! Nothing more, nothing less. Mind you, my dream then was to become an infamous programmer, savvy and techie. Alas! The language that I know? I’d be damned! The programming that I know was so four years ago, crap, right? With the ever changing and occuring world of software development with a wink of an eye what you know maybe a thing of the past.

C   a   l   l   C   e   n   t   e   r    L   i   f   e

Working late nights, asleep during daybreaks and parties on restdays and weekends. A routine, yes but that pretty much sums up the whole time I’ve been here. I know, generic and pathetic yet that’s what happens when you’re young and full of shit with a bagful of cash on your strip.

I started 2004, timid and shy, agressive and repulsive at the same time with a handful of courage on my left hand and a book by my right. At that time, my interview with TelePerformance went haywire; read: SALES (what the effin’ schmuck should I do?) The clock striked one helpless and desperate with just twenty pesos on my pocket, hungry at the same time. I dragged myself to Sykes Asia, marble lobby was clacking with high-heeled shoes and the mode of conversation? Whatelse but the dreaded English Language, OMG! My feet were shaking and the sweat was oh so cold than ice. Well! This is it! I am here, there’s no turning back, either make it or break it! I stormed. Luckily ended with an elusive account far more than I expected. READ: NO TALKING. Just plain typing. Speed and skills are what they need. No need for your brain to function. My worries were in vain. Got the hire.

That was the easy part. Then came course skills, I bled alright! Whew! That didn’t came to flattering but I managed. Week TWO passed by so breezy, week THREE was agony, bloopers on week FOUR and week FIVE was utterly hell. Scrutiny, details and a zappy mind was needed. Your holster was to deal with it or bear with it. Four years passed, it marked well. Got a disorder from it. O-C. Discomfort you say? Nope! Never better actually.

Seasons came and left, storms crashed and devastated. This I mean literally! Milenyo? Ondoy? Ring a bell? Yes, They were part of it all.

Yet all of such has been a joyride. A classic twist and turn. Fostered a lot of memories, tears and laughter hand in hand. Priceless bondings and get togethers. And the flirtings? They were on the sides!



Outsiders call it WORK but us? It’s LIFE.

What else can I say?

Tara, join the bandwagon.

Flit, flit, flit.

All we do is flit.

Well, I guess that is the bandwagon that has been wheeling nowadays. Pretty sure, all of us have been hoppity-hopping for about sometime now. Don’t even dare denying, am no virgin, so are you. Do we need to train ourselves to be as such? Would that hinder us from getting hurt? Maybe. Yet that seems to be foretold. Paranoia it may become since the concept is way to polygamous. The QUEENdom has been. And I reckon will always be.

All we do is flit. Butterflies do.

I can’t call it being sex-aholic since you’re not on beck and call 24 by 7 so, I guess its just one of those itches  that needs an itty-bitty of scratching. You can’t blame the norm since aside from the queers, straight people has this concept as well. It has been a while that I have flitted and from experience it gets too tiring every once in a while, your heart and your emotions gets fed up with all the nonchalant galantry and promises. Such flowery enticement. As layman’s as we are, we give in.

All we do is flit. Butterflies do. And we are not.

hibernated….

July 22, 2010

dormant for a while….

busted….. / April 9, 2010

What the world has gone into?

News says: Metro hit by power outages

But aren’t we hit already? Take an example last week, MERALCO declared that they would increase the bill charges P1.73 perkilowatt hour (kWh). What the effin’ craze is that? Recently they just adjusted the meter to let the consumers know they care. As if it taking its toll now they are re-adjusting and according to management: not a Meralco rate increase but merely to recover adjustments in both the December 2006 and January 2007 generation and system loss charges,” says Meralco president and chief operating officer Jesus P. Francisco.

WOW! As in wow!

They lower it down to ¼ of the charges then charges back thrice of what they lowered it down to. Very nice move. Subtle and very substantial.

Now with the submerging issue of a damaged transformer in the Dolores, Rizal substation, they would rotationally shut down;Mandaluyong, Pasig, Marikina, Taguig and Quezon City, Cainta, Angono, Taytay, Binangonan, Antipolo, San Mateo and Rodriguez, all in Rizal province.

And according to them this is to avoid a metro wide black out affecting all cities. What a craze, right? With the El Ninoconvergence and the ever eclectic weather we have. What will become of us? Personally I may not have the biggest qualms in this infestations but try to think of those small-sized establishments plus the stores who mainly generates their income through meager utmost.

Yet twice in 1-day with a 3-hour interval is a bit of nuisance even to the simplest being requiring electricity to move on with his life. Damn!

Good luck that is!

The only thing we can do now is prepare. Just that.

2010

as written before the May elections... 

Election time once again. Debacle of automation has been declared limp. Somebody won, everyone else are just spectator of the show. Whew! A lot really transpired, some are happy that the reign of the omnipresent seems to be fading to history, some are tired of the ubiquity, the heydays and the deliberation of this hysterics, some are in awe of what will happen to the future.

Question though: what will really happen? Hmmmmm?


This promises end of suffrage, that offers safety and security, him speech acts livelihood, they prognosticates end of corruption, it proffers vox populi and what about US, we, the people? Are we just gonna stay point-blank? Most of us are already hesitant, some are doubtful and all of us are gonna fall to false pretenses one more time. Him declaring has-beens, that losing a family ardour, wow! that sounds oh so original. Reaching for a spotlight perhaps into the hearts and some heartfelt sympathy? Why oh why oh why.


I myself have been deaf, numb and in recluse of all the mendacious hopes these politicians are engaging us. Tsk.tsk.tsk.


Over and over again, they bow down at your feet, kiss you even just to get your favorable nod and affection. They sweep you off your feet of their sweet nothings and embellishes their self with humbleness and positivity. All they would do and for what? Because you are special, in demand,in heat and in focal. After such, where would us be? We don’t even have to guess!


I hope I am wrong, very wrong. I wish I am wrong, so wrong.


But history keeps on repeating itself, from one ruling to another, mistake after another. More often than not this has already been a pattern, pathetic I guess yet the trend showed us a lot in milestone. Learning from our mistakes should be our priority so as not to delve into the same old putt.


People, please think of what you are about to do. It is not always about you. Suffrage here and there, poverty all over the metro, both rural and urban jungles, you just don’t think of yourself. This nation needs help and another blister to our history ought to heal sometime. The deed you make correct on May elections would be an embark to a future that everybody has hoped for. In this lifetime you only have a chance, that one chance that would embody the true Filipino in you.

Barred it up!

A new list of lawyers have been declared by the Supreme Court, avowed Friday March 26^th of 2010 at 6 pm..

Taking the board last September and October of last year, 1, 451 out of 5,903 examinees made it to the list. Remembering last years devastation of typhoon “Ondoy” was the last examination week which they rescheduled to resume October 4^th in which should have been final-ed on the month of September as traditionally held.

Declared passing rate was 24.58 percent. My Tito Eddie Nachura, Associate Justice and chairman of the 2009 Committee on Bar Examinations, aforementioned the disqualification grade in Taxation has been lowered from 49 percent to 45 percent and the passing grade for last year’s exams was lowered from 75 percent to 71 percent.

San Beda College (SBC) topped it all out. Reinier Paul R. Yebra getting 84.8 percent, Charlene Mae C. Tapic a Bedan as well garnered 84.6 percent, third spot acquired by John Paul T. Lim of the Ateneo de Manila University (AdMU) with 84.5 percent, next Caroline P. Lagos of UP with 84.4 percent, then Eric David C. Tan of AdMU getting 84.05 percent and placing 6^th is Yves-Randolph P. Gonzalez of AdMU finishing 83.9 percent. 7^th slot was achieved by Joan Mae S. To of AdMU, 83.65 percent; Herminio C. Bagro III of UP with 83.4 percent and Timothy Joseph N. Lumauig of AdMU with 83.2 percent. Completing the successfull 10 are both from AdMU, Naealla Rose M. Bainto and Shiela Abigail O. Go, tied in the tenth place with 83.1 percent.

San Beda College, Ateneo de Manila University and University of the Philippines made it again to the top.

Big round of applause ladies and gentlemen for our new lawyers, cheers to everyone, doing the best of it all. I may not be a friend or a foe but I support each and everyone who made it to achieve their dreams and aspirations.

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10 to top, cliché lines at HOOK-UPS / March 27, 2010

Hook-ups. Here and there. Discreetly or hidden, in fact sometimes blunt and dull. Whatever it maybe still there would be unforgettable lines that you say or had said that tickles your funny bone and makes you crack your nuts in a shell. Here are some I have pared, savor;

1. Do you have a name? - of course Dumbo, every parent that’s in their right mind would name their child, right?
2. Top or Bottom? - Argh! This stings sometime!
3. Do you have a place? - Planning to play some tricks?
4. You are rocking my scene! - Huh? Mais, maiz, mays, maize… very cornish to hear!
5. Are you alone? - I’ll check, hmmmm…. for the past 5min not until you came? YES!
6. Can I have your number? - Oh sure…. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7… still not enough? 8 9 and 10…blah..blah..blah
7. Where we at? - Planet earth…. yipee!!
8. Are you waiting for someone? - You, cliché huh, why in the world would I stand on my Wade shoes for 15min if am not into your booty? Clear thought? Beats me!
9. Do you have a rubber? - Of course…. emergency exits!!
10. Mind if I buy you a drink? - Sure! Booty call here I come….whopeee!!

and counting… damn those lines really evolves and integrates, germinates even. Some of them may even blow your mind and some, really? Might have pulled trigger and shot myself for eww-ness!!

…the whore in ME… / February 8, 2010

I felt so bad, so dirty and filthy but I kept thinking this is part of life, it comes and goes and sometimes stays. Smirking me when it was all done. A deed shameful enough but you gotta try what you gotta write, correct?

Here’s what happened, as I was walking down the alley, waiting for a cab to run my way, I kinda stopped by this dim sum house to catch some air, drunk and wasted as I was, head spinning and Lady Gaga’s Bad Romance playing on my mind. The attendant smiled. Confused and dazed I smiled back, thinking that it was a part of the service, who cares, but the chills under my spine knows a bit of what was gonna happen next. And it did. We exchanged digits and address plus the names. Naughty me as a devils what you gonna be, I called him, set a date and time and place, BAM! Hook-up to nook up played its way.

We did it in less than 30 minutes tops, 20 even – not that am in a hurry but that’s all it takes, what was unusual is that it just came by a fly, no hang-ups, no personal feelings, not even a conversation. We just did it. Fun, thrilling and a bit conscience-biting that me who’s a sucker for love and romance and happy-endings would wound up and catching up with the trail.

Bandwagon this has become, a friend of mine calls it “pasaload” and actually not to mention few of my friends are doing it, we call it one-time-fuck or the hi-hello-good fuck.  Weird, really as it never occurred to me. It shocked me even after he left that I did it.

I’ve been reckless before but not this type of foolhardy. Juvenile.

No strings attached. Maybe its the craze or the in-thing now a days, I can’t really fathom but the experience, one helluva ride. The thrill and the adventure is there yet am also thinking of the repercussions, the what-ifs and the what-woulds, who cares, it was a night I won’t ever forget.

The Beyond-See (Beyonce) Experience

So tiring.

Whew!

I never thought of that when I was doing it on a daily basis though. It figures, am I getting old already and my nerves are not coping up with me? 

Well, to start with, we had this office affair, black masquerade and all. Name it, glamour, pulchritude, posse, seduction, and sophistication to sept a few. Dating back history early 15th century, in celebration of the Venetian Carnival, involving music, dance, singing and acting. Nowadays it has been so elaborate and fabulous integrating intricate masks, colorful feathers and gorgeous ballgowns. Concealment is the name of the game in which you need to guess who is behind the maschera.

And as we celebrated “Our Dark Side” I promised my friends to show them my dark side, yep I had a separate life and that was before “maturity et al”. Well, that’s what am labelling it for as I have come to age about being youthful and celebrating it and expressing what and who you really are and wants to be. I guess that was 4 years ago, being in a cocoon for so long made me realise its not only a butterfly that is in there but also a soul dying for release and freedom. Heck! That was so long ago that I have already chosen and taken the path I am now accustomed and comfortable living to. And to stir things off, I performed together with 12 other talented individuals. In a suit, sexy, revealing and oh-so-hot! Just imagine me, a week ago donning a goatee and beard and then the next in a make-up fully done, dressed from top to toe. Picture Lady Gaga in Alexander McQueen creations, not that exact, a bit mussy on the edges but the execution? Bam! Picture perfect!

Cliché? Hmm, not really! It’s just for fun and not for good. I missed it, yes. But not really into plunging with it again. You can say it’s just satisfying the crave or the thirst.

Conceptualizing it, was oh so easy. Planning was a bit messy. And execution was a bit gruesome, hell yeah! I can never imagined that I have been doing this everyday before. Yep! You heard it right! This was my daily routine before going to work, it was like everyday was a party and a “big opening night”. Hair, dress, accessories, name it and especially the shoes, carefully selected, matched and sometimes just to create a havoc or two defies fashion and rebels from time to time becoming a fashion disater. I was the Carrie Bradshaw of Burgundy! And I was happy, very happy. Being it all.

As the hardest part of all? Money! Yes, moolah! All boils down to the expenses. From haircare to accessories, to maintanance and testings, to product miscibility, takes a lot of toll, really! I can only envisage. How in the world was I able to maintain that prestige?

Right now? I can only imagine. Believe moi!

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