These Are His Stories (Not Mine) Vol. 1 & 2

Volume 1: His Life at the Waiting Shed

He’s been doing not much at work for the last few months, because he is still ‘benched’ and despite him turning one year at his job very soon, there seems to be very little signs that he’ll be rolled-in to a new project anytime near. Somehow, people think that he is lucky where he is at right now since he earns just the same without the normal pressure people have in an actual project. His IM is open the whole day at work, he gets to surf all the sites that are not blocked by this thing called Websense with less worry that someone’s watching over his back. He gets to slouch on his office chair sometimes, and he doesn’t recall the last day he needed to work overtime.

While people think that he is lucky, for him, he is seriously left behind. All his colleagues are not with him anymore and are rather having actual job experiences for a long time now and are getting the most of what they can have out of a professional environment. While he is making very little progress on his career but then he realized he didn’t have any choice. Undeniably, he wasn’t happy with his situation.

It’s like sitting at the waiting shed with no idea what time the next bus will stop and pick you up and where will the bus actually take you.

Volume 2: His Old Friends and New Textmate

He rarely texts his friends or forwards text quotes/jokes to them and this is as rarely as he receives the same from them. But whenever they plan get-togethers like group dates, he would always volunteer to inform everyone through text and this is when he finds it most practical to own a cellphone. He was holding his phone firmly and looking at it, he recalled how his phone unit model has changed from when he was still studying to now that he is already working. Suddenly he realized that just like his cellphone, some friendships have changed too.

Despite this, he has found a new motivation to hold his cell phone more often as he awaits the next text message from his new friend. Well, not really new, since they’ve known each other way back in college. It was yet another ‘friendship’ based on text exchanges, he thought. And although he ought to be more careful with handling this one, somehow he has managed his expectations that this could be temporary as well.

For the meantime, he is happy.