At 8:36 PM today, I finally let loose of my essay-like resignation letter and landed it on my boss' piles of papers in the drawer labeled as "in". Another correspondence that would be eating a space in his blackberry tomorrow - my email finally telling him that amidst his kind words, I'm decided to move out. I wouldn't know what will happen tommorow, if it will turn out just an ordinary day and I'll get an approval from him, or would it be something that I'll experience first-hand his signature growling voice inside his room - either way,
I'm determined not to cry.
It is refreshing to know that in this short teleserye that I am into, there were actually people in the organization who wants to literally adopt and give me another family where I can still officially put on SGV's badge. This excludes the recipient of my email last Friday. Three persuasions from significant people are no joke to turn down. Okay, to cut down your curiosity, Wash Sycip was one of them - joke of course. Hehe! Three strong persuasions, three determined "NOs".
I only want to fill my memory basket with happy thoughts - no dirty politics, please. And as I am about to cease entering the doors of 6760 building in Ayala and eating boiled-plus-sauce meals at the cafeteria, I want to rekindle those happy and proud memories that I have with the firm. The days when I was still young and has nothing in my heart but pride that I am part of the most powerful auditing firm in the country.
Fourteen other excited and tsrs-illiterate people mark the 2004 RAFers. Who would not be amazed with these outrageous creat
ures clustered as one batch? One fat who resembles the body of Kung Fu Panda and inherited the mind of Einstein, two cute Ewoks who would trade anything for a plate of crispy pata, a nose were life sprouted and is as black as charcoal, one tall basketball player looking guy whose good in bowling, one elite with "uhm wait lang" line starter, a girl with a blade-cut eyes, the jungle's queen (yes, the lioness), a girl who is so wealthy of backs but always gets stranded (she likes dark chocolates, oh not the charcoals though), one who can wear a long skirt as a tube or an illustration board as a belt or an underwear as a headress?, a match that can light a charcoal's heart, one who can launch a lot of "ohhh la las" because of her amazing "assets", the two who went away, and of course, the very pretty, sexy, and alluring lady. Now tell me, can't you see a riot? :D
A laptop that you can call your own is something like having a porsche at a very young age. Simply put, it's a dream for us. It is in SGV that I learned the true meaning of living within your means. Having only one century-old desktop in the area for one person but amazingly gave temporary home to 6 people, you have no choice but to be at the office even before the sun starts to work for the day. And yes, it also means holding your pee as long as you can because signaling to go to the CR means letting the other five literally stand up so that you can pass by. They do have a choice though - they are disturbed by standing up and you going to the CR or sit still with you shedding a smell-bearing water in your place. Haha! That desktop was also a war-launcher. Of the many wars, the all time classic was when CJ can't bear it and decided to resign. Ja, you please explain this one. :D
Now who says you can't carry out your work without a laptop? What then, do yellow papers and pens were made for? Elaine can do the testing for 20 branches with these materials at hand. Amazing? it really was!
But I won't let Elaine get the stardom for that. Ayala-Quezon City-Ayala-QC-Ayala-QC-Ayala? Who can beat that route in one afternoon alone? Again, due to scarcity of that so-called laptop, I got data from client using that then overly hi-tech gadget - a hefty 256 mb USB. Oh wow, I'm not bringing a diskette!!! So there it is, qet a 250 mb worth of data to the client, go back to the office, store it in the desktop. Then repeat the procedures until you are done. No sweat!
Just as everyone was using ACL version something that time, I was so lucky (?) to be friends with Fox Pro. Okay then, codes codes in that so ancient screen. Just do this, just do that and that's it. You'll get the results. AS the clock ticks and as the people in the office slowly calls it a day, I was alone at the office at 1 AM with no results still. Results that are needed at 9 AM later that day. WTF!!! With tears in my eyes and that longing to go back to my hometown instead, I went inside one of the cubicles at about 4:30 AM and hopeless prayed to God. I can still vividly remember my bargain to Him "Lord, please paganahin mo na ang Fox Pro hindi na ako bibili ng business suit every week!". I did a good one. Just before the clock told me it was 5 AM, my program ran and tantaradan - results ready before 9 AM!
It was the height of CAATs when Con, Biban, and I were tasked to do certain complex computation. OK three people with again no laptop. What else to do? Request for a desktop instead. So with smiles and pride in our faces, we went down to Asset Group and excitedly claimed "our" desktops. There, there they are in one dusty corner covered with you know it, dust! That did not end our luck that day, three monitors, three CPUs, three keyboards - what an effortless way to bring them to the clients office. whoa! Stares of different meanings were glued on the the two (of course, i refused to carry even a single mouse!) while I waited for a cab. So how did we fit into one MGE taxi? There is a saying that if a cow can fit in a can, then 3 people with 3 desktop sets can fit into a cab. Swift confirmed the former, we proved the latter! At least, biban was happy during this time. =)
Biban might be the silent type but sometimes he can create outrageous stories for fun. Being a
t the building of the Kapamilyas can give you ordinary glimpse of the celebrities. More so if you are there during Sundays. It was after an overnight on Saturday when we decided to pay ourselves with sleep. I was in my cap, hair clipped, and dressed in an i-think-looks-like-an-after-taping get up when we Biban and I passed through the guard. I don't know why Biban was still near the guard when I was already in the exit gate waiting for a cab. As we get through, he's laughing and telling me his kalokohan. He was asked by the guard if I was Harlene Bautista and this Ewok said yes. I can'r help but laugh as well! Biban, it only means one thing, you look like my body guard!
So have you tried staying in the office pretending to be so tight with deadlines but in fact you were just waiting for the UCPB's scheduled payroll run to be credited in your account? I tried. =)
Ah, these are just some memories! Memories that still create a smile and a giggle everytime I remember them. Classic, classic I may say.
Our "innocent" years were the best years of our lives in SGV. Some call it absurd, we call it funny!
I'm determined not to cry.
It is refreshing to know that in this short teleserye that I am into, there were actually people in the organization who wants to literally adopt and give me another family where I can still officially put on SGV's badge. This excludes the recipient of my email last Friday. Three persuasions from significant people are no joke to turn down. Okay, to cut down your curiosity, Wash Sycip was one of them - joke of course. Hehe! Three strong persuasions, three determined "NOs".
I only want to fill my memory basket with happy thoughts - no dirty politics, please. And as I am about to cease entering the doors of 6760 building in Ayala and eating boiled-plus-sauce meals at the cafeteria, I want to rekindle those happy and proud memories that I have with the firm. The days when I was still young and has nothing in my heart but pride that I am part of the most powerful auditing firm in the country.
Fourteen other excited and tsrs-illiterate people mark the 2004 RAFers. Who would not be amazed with these outrageous creat
ures clustered as one batch? One fat who resembles the body of Kung Fu Panda and inherited the mind of Einstein, two cute Ewoks who would trade anything for a plate of crispy pata, a nose were life sprouted and is as black as charcoal, one tall basketball player looking guy whose good in bowling, one elite with "uhm wait lang" line starter, a girl with a blade-cut eyes, the jungle's queen (yes, the lioness), a girl who is so wealthy of backs but always gets stranded (she likes dark chocolates, oh not the charcoals though), one who can wear a long skirt as a tube or an illustration board as a belt or an underwear as a headress?, a match that can light a charcoal's heart, one who can launch a lot of "ohhh la las" because of her amazing "assets", the two who went away, and of course, the very pretty, sexy, and alluring lady. Now tell me, can't you see a riot? :DA laptop that you can call your own is something like having a porsche at a very young age. Simply put, it's a dream for us. It is in SGV that I learned the true meaning of living within your means. Having only one century-old desktop in the area for one person but amazingly gave temporary home to 6 people, you have no choice but to be at the office even before the sun starts to work for the day. And yes, it also means holding your pee as long as you can because signaling to go to the CR means letting the other five literally stand up so that you can pass by. They do have a choice though - they are disturbed by standing up and you going to the CR or sit still with you shedding a smell-bearing water in your place. Haha! That desktop was also a war-launcher. Of the many wars, the all time classic was when CJ can't bear it and decided to resign. Ja, you please explain this one. :D
Now who says you can't carry out your work without a laptop? What then, do yellow papers and pens were made for? Elaine can do the testing for 20 branches with these materials at hand. Amazing? it really was!
But I won't let Elaine get the stardom for that. Ayala-Quezon City-Ayala-QC-Ayala-QC-Ayala? Who can beat that route in one afternoon alone? Again, due to scarcity of that so-called laptop, I got data from client using that then overly hi-tech gadget - a hefty 256 mb USB. Oh wow, I'm not bringing a diskette!!! So there it is, qet a 250 mb worth of data to the client, go back to the office, store it in the desktop. Then repeat the procedures until you are done. No sweat!
Just as everyone was using ACL version something that time, I was so lucky (?) to be friends with Fox Pro. Okay then, codes codes in that so ancient screen. Just do this, just do that and that's it. You'll get the results. AS the clock ticks and as the people in the office slowly calls it a day, I was alone at the office at 1 AM with no results still. Results that are needed at 9 AM later that day. WTF!!! With tears in my eyes and that longing to go back to my hometown instead, I went inside one of the cubicles at about 4:30 AM and hopeless prayed to God. I can still vividly remember my bargain to Him "Lord, please paganahin mo na ang Fox Pro hindi na ako bibili ng business suit every week!". I did a good one. Just before the clock told me it was 5 AM, my program ran and tantaradan - results ready before 9 AM!
It was the height of CAATs when Con, Biban, and I were tasked to do certain complex computation. OK three people with again no laptop. What else to do? Request for a desktop instead. So with smiles and pride in our faces, we went down to Asset Group and excitedly claimed "our" desktops. There, there they are in one dusty corner covered with you know it, dust! That did not end our luck that day, three monitors, three CPUs, three keyboards - what an effortless way to bring them to the clients office. whoa! Stares of different meanings were glued on the the two (of course, i refused to carry even a single mouse!) while I waited for a cab. So how did we fit into one MGE taxi? There is a saying that if a cow can fit in a can, then 3 people with 3 desktop sets can fit into a cab. Swift confirmed the former, we proved the latter! At least, biban was happy during this time. =)
Biban might be the silent type but sometimes he can create outrageous stories for fun. Being a
t the building of the Kapamilyas can give you ordinary glimpse of the celebrities. More so if you are there during Sundays. It was after an overnight on Saturday when we decided to pay ourselves with sleep. I was in my cap, hair clipped, and dressed in an i-think-looks-like-an-after-taping get up when we Biban and I passed through the guard. I don't know why Biban was still near the guard when I was already in the exit gate waiting for a cab. As we get through, he's laughing and telling me his kalokohan. He was asked by the guard if I was Harlene Bautista and this Ewok said yes. I can'r help but laugh as well! Biban, it only means one thing, you look like my body guard! So have you tried staying in the office pretending to be so tight with deadlines but in fact you were just waiting for the UCPB's scheduled payroll run to be credited in your account? I tried. =)
Ah, these are just some memories! Memories that still create a smile and a giggle everytime I remember them. Classic, classic I may say.
Our "innocent" years were the best years of our lives in SGV. Some call it absurd, we call it funny!
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