Thursday, March 31, 2005
The President issued an Administrative Order that mandates a 4-day work week for all government offices under the Executive Branch. I'm excited—I can now plan summer getaways because I have 3-day weekends. Waking up early to be at the office by 7:30 a.m. will be a bitch, though.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Thursday, March 24, 2005
I got home Tuesday morning, but my office shoes did not. I forgot to retrieve them from the bus' overhead compartment when I alighted in Iriga. Good thing I kept my ticket, which had the number for the bus line's booking office at the Araneta Center Bus Terminal. I called the office right away and got the bus driver's cell phone number. I then exchanged text messages with the driver and made arrangements to meet the bus on its way back to Manila. In the evening of that same Tuesday I went to Nabua to wait for the bus which was coming from Albay. Soon enough, I got my DMs back.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Saturday, March 19, 2005
I raised my left eyebrow when I saw the words, "Merchandise exchange is allowed within seven (7) days of purchase" on my receipt for a hardcover copy of Tom Clancy's Executive Orders. I thought, This is a sucker deal, I can finish all 800 pages in less than seven days. But what would I say when I return it, "Miss, isosoli ko, may tastas?" Sablay. I'm sure "unfulfilled expectations" isn't a valid reason, either. Besides, my conscience won't let me tear out ten or so pages in the middle.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
The middle-aged man who sat opposite me in the jeep did something curious the whole trip—with a pair of tweezers he pulled out the hairs on his chin! I found myself more amazed than disgusted. Damn, what skill! Of course, each time he clipped himself because the jeep stopped and started I cheered inside.
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Thursday, March 10, 2005
In college I sometimes made fun of BS Management majors. That's because in case there was a required class presentation, a group whose members are mostly Management students would use Powerpoint in their report. Back in the day I was in enough such groups, so I speak from experience. For all I know Powerpoint was part of their core curriculum. We Comm majors, on the other hand, couldn't have been any more different. When we said presentation we meant presentation. We used games, movie clips, skits, video productions, even song-and-dance numbers. And when we made visual aids, more often than not we wrote them on rolls of manila paper. We didn't lug PCs, laptops or projectors. These days, I don't laugh as hard as I used to. Who would've thought them Management majors were on to something? Just three weeks into this job I've had to make so many Powerpoint presentations I wish I'd taken an elective on Powerpoint had there been one. I can only intuit so much. The presentation I've made or edited are passable but they're too... dry. They don't have dissolves, fade-ins, flying pigs, or exploding letters. I need to learn that damn program. Because something tells me a skit during a top-level inter-government agency conference just won't fly.
Monday, March 7, 2005
On his walk home last night my boardmate chanced upon a couple getting it on at the soccer field near Ateneo's SEC complex. From a distance the two appeared to be making out, but as he neared he noticed pumping motions. Abashed, my boardmate veered away. I told him he had no reason to be ashamed—it was the interlopers who were doing something. Had it been me I would've walked right up to them. I would pretend to be busy with my phone and "trip" over them. Then I would call a security guard. Simple.
Saturday, March 5, 2005
Since college my male friends and I have wondered who comes next in the following series. We considered it one of life's great mysteries.
Nick East, Randy West, Peter North, ________.Now, thanks to an equally curious but more resourceful officemate, that question has been laid to rest. We can sleep peacefully at last.
Friday, March 4, 2005
I just got back from our office planning workshop in Angeles City, Pampanga. It was a tough workshop, but we had fun every night. It was very nice to meet people from our Visayas and Mindanano field offices. On our last night in Angeles we had a videoke session. Since everyone had a go at it I mustered enough facial density and joined in. Let's just say my officemates won't forget my performance anytime soon. They said I destroyed whatever (good) impression they had of me, ha ha!
On our way back to Manila from Angeles City I saw a Sandara Park billboard that said "Be Active." Ayos a, pati condom endorsement pinapatos n'ya na ngayon, I thought. When we got closer I saw it was actually a billboard for a brand of sanitary napkins and panty liners. I was almost disappointed.
Wednesday, March 2, 2005
After yesterday's Cabinet meeting the boss allowed me to stay behind to have my medical exam at the Malacañang clinic. I thought it would be a cinch. I was wrong. Taking my blood pressure was as far as we got at that clinic. Because they didn't have the necessary equipment I have to go to another government hospital for chest x-rays and drug tests. And I have to pay for them. The clinic also couldn't do a complete blood count because they ran out of reagents. A urinalysis they can do but the cutoff time for the submission of urine samples was at 9 a.m. Aaargh!
Labs pa rin ako ni Papa Jesus! I know this for a fact because we got out of yesterday's Cabinet meeting alive. It didn't look good early on. In the car going to Malacañang I was still proofing on a laptop the soft copy of my boss' report and stapling handouts. Upon arriving at the Palace, we had to make another set of corrections. This rendered obsolete the handouts we brought. Good thing there was a photocopying machine available and we were able to make copies of the edited handouts. My busy week isn't over yet. In a few hours we leave for Angeles City, Pampanga for an office planning workshop that will end Friday. I expect it will get bloody. Whooo! I really deserved every beer I had last night.
Tuesday, March 1, 2005
I went to Malacañang for the first time ever yesterday but I didn't enjoy it. It was for work—there was a Cabinet meeting today, and the boss and I had to attend a preparatory meeting to preview his report. Because of the meeting yesterday I missed the Oscars telecast. Good thing Yay was kind enough to text me the results. For a few minutes I was in Cloud Nine as my bets won. My day went downhill from there—from the time we got back to the office from Malacañang until 9 p.m. last night we were overhauled the boss' report.