Fine Time
Today, supposedly, was the crappiest afternoon of my stint in our company.
From I, este, us being told through text by the Dear Leader to leave at 3:40 PM when the client meeting would start at 4:00 PM. Plus traffic. So, I get in a cab, and guess what? I forgot to bring my notes for the said meeting. So I told the cab driver to go to Petron's Treats just to be able to buy a notebook. This is where the real fun began.
As we were about to get to Petron in Buendia, of all things, a sudden downpour (and I mean DOWNPOUR) of rain came crashing down on us. And no notebook was being sold in Treats.
So there I was, in the middle of a gas station with a meeting that was about to start, with no notes whatsoever, in the pouring rain. Luckily, I saw a National Bookstore beside Petron, so finally, I had one problem solved. But then, another one beckoned: how would I cross the street with the rain pouring on like spaghetti sauce on pasta, like chocolate on a sundae? No longer thinking rationally, I did what-irrational-people-would-usually-do-if-already-late-for-a-meeting -- make a run for it.
Running is supposed to be done with the morning sun shining down, with athletic gear on and rubber shoes. I will not advise any of you to run across Buendia in the middle of a downpour at 4PM in a Polo and slacks, with leather shoes on, while carrying a shoe bag which essentially contains garbage. So to make the long story short, I finally made it to the meeting at 4:10 PM, all the while looking like a basang sisiw that was put inside a freezer full of hard-ass executives. For 3 and a half hours.
Haha but wait! There's more!
As we were leaving the premises, the Boss asked me if where I was going, because usually, we employees hitch a ride in his PrimeMobile after a client call. I told him that I was just going to get my ID at the other guard. After I got my ID from the guard and was about to ask him a question, guess what? Our Dear Leader left me high and dry. High. And dry. Grabe, blockbuster. So I was left with no choice but to walk a few meters until I get to the nearest jeep to greenbelt.
This was supposedly the crappiest afternoon of my stint so far. And I have all the reasons to be mad, considering what happened.
But I'm not. :D
I actually found it to be a great experience. Luckily also, my afternoon started out really great. Guess I finally found a reason not to be mad with shallow things. I wish I can stay steady like gravy everyday.
Optimistic califragilistic.
Peace.
P.S. I'm not emo. Emo sucks like pfffft. :D You know the drill already.
From I, este, us being told through text by the Dear Leader to leave at 3:40 PM when the client meeting would start at 4:00 PM. Plus traffic. So, I get in a cab, and guess what? I forgot to bring my notes for the said meeting. So I told the cab driver to go to Petron's Treats just to be able to buy a notebook. This is where the real fun began.
As we were about to get to Petron in Buendia, of all things, a sudden downpour (and I mean DOWNPOUR) of rain came crashing down on us. And no notebook was being sold in Treats.
So there I was, in the middle of a gas station with a meeting that was about to start, with no notes whatsoever, in the pouring rain. Luckily, I saw a National Bookstore beside Petron, so finally, I had one problem solved. But then, another one beckoned: how would I cross the street with the rain pouring on like spaghetti sauce on pasta, like chocolate on a sundae? No longer thinking rationally, I did what-irrational-people-would-usually-do-if-already-late-for-a-meeting -- make a run for it.
Running is supposed to be done with the morning sun shining down, with athletic gear on and rubber shoes. I will not advise any of you to run across Buendia in the middle of a downpour at 4PM in a Polo and slacks, with leather shoes on, while carrying a shoe bag which essentially contains garbage. So to make the long story short, I finally made it to the meeting at 4:10 PM, all the while looking like a basang sisiw that was put inside a freezer full of hard-ass executives. For 3 and a half hours.
Haha but wait! There's more!
As we were leaving the premises, the Boss asked me if where I was going, because usually, we employees hitch a ride in his PrimeMobile after a client call. I told him that I was just going to get my ID at the other guard. After I got my ID from the guard and was about to ask him a question, guess what? Our Dear Leader left me high and dry. High. And dry. Grabe, blockbuster. So I was left with no choice but to walk a few meters until I get to the nearest jeep to greenbelt.
This was supposedly the crappiest afternoon of my stint so far. And I have all the reasons to be mad, considering what happened.
But I'm not. :D
I actually found it to be a great experience. Luckily also, my afternoon started out really great. Guess I finally found a reason not to be mad with shallow things. I wish I can stay steady like gravy everyday.
Optimistic califragilistic.
Peace.
P.S. I'm not emo. Emo sucks like pfffft. :D You know the drill already.
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