The Confession of a Secretary. Some people have this notion that since I work in an IT company, I do programming stuffs every day and that I can put up my own software development business soon. Ironically, that isn’t my case. I’ve been at bench for three weeks now, and lately, I’ve been noticing that I’m being assigned with lots of secretarial tasks by my lead. That includes sending about five emails each day, answering phone calls, providing updates to my lead and manager, and dealing with an Indian national with a hard accent—all in preparation for the training we will have starting Monday. Nonetheless, I have very little complaints working like a secretary because not long ago, the first high position I held in an org in college was to be the Assistant Secretary of CGATES before finally taking the Secretary post a year later.
The Bus Ride with Jess. A friend from college, Jess was with me on my way to work, Wednesday. This is not normal, because Jess is just one of my few friends who are still looking for their perfect jobs. Actually, we agreed to meet that morning so I can lead him better to his destination: a job interview for a company located at Dusit Hotel in Makati. We opted to take the Saulog bus even if we we’re already standing when we got in. At least in a rare chance, I was talking to someone inside the bus. I felt safer.
The Woman in the Elevator. A soft voice from a woman called out my name inside the elevator of Cybergate Tower 1 on a Thursday morning, and I was surprised to see it was Ricca Joy, a classmate from high school. She works for a different company and on a night shift job as she was just about to leave the building at around 10am. In two adjectives, I’d describe the moment as surreal (to unexpectedly see someone from the same town I live working on the same building I go to) and brief (since I needed to exit the elevator at 5th floor while she was going to the ground floor).
The Attack of Rapunzel. The person who remarked before about my thin physique has bounced back from nowhere to pick on my hairstyle this time. Rapunzel (because she thinks she has the longest and shiniest hair on earth) said my hair looks like ‘anime’ when for me, it looks so ‘Jansen’. Discontented with her first attack, she even asked what I put on my hair to make it rise then even suggested that I should consider coloring my hair. In response, I just sarcastically said “thanks for the suggestion” when I could have said “B*tch, get a life!” and darn, I hated myself for seemingly letting it pass once more. I know for a fact that I wasn’t born with the best hair genes but I just think her comment was so uncalled for and lacks the sense of humor Rapunzel think she has.
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