Basta Igat, Sikat! by MyMaria

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Sunday, March 27, 2005

Isn’t it ironic?

So Alanis is singing in my head right now and all I can do is nod and agree that there’s so much irony in this life. All the lyrics of that old familiar song is so daym true. It’s like rain on your wedding day, it’s a free ride when you’ve already paid, it’s a good advice that you just didn’t take… it’s a black fly in your Chardonnay, it’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife, it’s meeting the man of your dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife… ahhh, isn’t it ironic? Don’t you think?

Today I found out something that made me think how we are all connected. It’s like the 6 degrees of separation (but who’s counting?) and it’s funny how the wheel of life turns at such points. It’s a miracle or perhaps it’s misery. And I would just like to say that when there’s smoke, there’s fire. Okay, okay… maybe I have too much to write that my sentence constructions aren’t exactly correct. It’s just that it’s overwhelming to know that people who once gave advices about doing the right things are now the ones committing those "moral" crimes. And I was right all along. Nobody’s perfect and I made the right mistakes. I didn’t think that it was plain wrong, in fact, everything that happened to me morally-speaking just so happened so that I could make the right decisions in the end. An awakening. Looking back (which isn’t normally what I do), I can’t help but smile… and then snicker. Tee hee. People who criticized me for behaving badly are now being criticized themselves. Isn’t it ironic? Or is it the Karmic Rule?! Yeah, whatever.

Being jobless is not fun anymore. Although I like bumming around. I just don’t like being bored. In a few weeks, my life is going to change. I can feel it.

\m/ai

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Thursday, March 24, 2005

feels like knockin’ on heaven’s door

In that moment somewhere between wakefulness and sleep, I try to understand what it’s like to be dead. Blah! Too much to decipher.. my brain cells are exploding. I decided to wake up.

As for the so-called vacation in Bikini Bottom, I wanna go back to the Queen City of the South. Two days of home is too much already. I’m sorry but I just had too much of Ormoc City. But I will come home to retire here, eventually. However, BILOG ANG MUNDO!!!

I miss the beach. I feel weird. I need something to drink. Why can’t I breathe whenever I think about you?

\m/ai

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Sunday, March 20, 2005

Out there!

I RESIGNED! Now I'm back to being a bum... but not for long. I'm looking into getting a job that doesn't require so much stress and expecially the kinds where I don't get yelled at a lot. Tee hee. I didn't get a job just to become a living sponge of frustrations and disappointed customers. Dang! I'm waaaay too good for that! Lolz. Now, it's just a matter of time (and extensive research) that I will find that perfect job.

There's still a BIG world out there so watch out, world... HERE I COME!

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Thursday, March 10, 2005

PeopleSupport Training - The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

By: Miss America

I came to PeopleSupport aka PS Cebu on the 3rd of January this year and started training immediately. I am currently on my last week and last day of training. I know I should be relieved with this information but I am not. I am so stressed out, I have dark circles under my eyes and because of the graveyard shift, I am socially-dead. I am not complaining though because apparently it is my choice to be a part of this great company and I am glad to be here in PS Cebu.

As emphasized by admin and our trainers, we came in at a very opportune time because PS is expanding, which means that there is a lot of room for growth. I can’t wait to apply for a higher position. I’m trying my best to qualify for any job opening and I pray that the Good Lord will grant me this specific wish.

Life in Training is like a roller-coaster ride. It’s also like a play. We have all sorts of characters in our batch and I’ve made so many good friends. We have shared stories on how we ended up in PS Cebu and how much we all needed these jobs.

In Expedia, it’s funny how the world seems so small when it’s basically at your fingertips… on the monitor, I mean. Training as an Expedia agent is not the easiest job in the world but it is a challenging one. I still can’t imagine myself with other accounts since I am not very keen on the technical side or on credit issues.

Sometimes I just want to sleep forever because I feel so exhausted every time I get home from training. It is in reality, Information Overload. And apart from the taxes that I don’t seem to comprehend why they are deducting so much from my payroll, I am still struggling and learning how to budget my finances. As you can see, I am away from home, trying to make it big on my own. But that’s life… it is unfair as always. But life, after all, is what we make it. And by overcoming such obstacles (or with flights, I’d say, ‘experiencing turbulence’), I have become a stronger person. One that is equipped with important information (shouts to the trainers!) that will allow me to give all my best shot on the field or floor, for that matter.

Being trained to become a Universal agent has its ups and downs. The good thing is that we are prepared better off and more eligible to apply for higher positions than those who aren’t trained for everything else. The bad thing is that sometimes I get a mental block. It’s like back when I was a writer and whenever I have a deadline to meet, I’d be stuck in a rut - not knowing what to write, or what to say. And it’s so retarded! But hey, what are those spas for anyway? Correct!

I would like to think that this kind of training is not working. Why? Because it involves so much stress that so many factors in my life is affected - even my hair, it’s so dry. Whenever I have a BF (you know, b*tch fit) and I literally throw a tantrum, then my mom would remind me. “Mai, in your own words, you said, the weak will be annihilated. It is the survival of the fittest! If you quit, then you are not what you say you are. You will never be the best if you don’t try!” You remember the weakest link?

All right, moving on. Let me just write ten things about training:

10) Training is a good thing.
9) Training shifts are messing up my body clock and my social life.
8) Training is fun;
7) although training is cumbersome,
6) but the trainers were awesome.
5) Training should be extended for 4 more weeks. Especially for exchanges and packages.
4) Training retakes are absurd. Only twice?
3) Training room is cold. J Sometimes it stinks. L
2) Training is essential. If you train hard, you'll not only be hard, you'll be hard to beat.
1) Any training that does not include the emotions, mind and body is incomplete; knowledge fades without feeling. So in the words of Charles Darwin, “It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent; it is the one that is most adaptable to change.”

Overall, it’s been a pleasure - a great learning experience… The beautiful thing about learning is that no one can take it away from you. To be able to say “Thank you for calling Expedia. My name is Lydia…” knowing I am Miss Universe, errr, Miss Universal Agent. Now, doesn’t that feel good?

Copyright 2005 © Maria Cecilia Tan Velasquez

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Work-smork.


Oh great! I managed to get a hold of my seatmate's computer and here I am typing away as I am waiting for my adviser to pick up... it's like I've been on hold for 48 years already!

Well, anyhoo... The call center is PeopleSupport Inc... you can do a search online and check out the company yourself. But you don't wanna do that now.

So what else am I up to aside from my busy career life? Ummm, not much... I am waiting for Armand to come home. Yep! He will be home in a few more days and I can't wait!!! Yipeeeee! My love life is gonna explode with busting psychedelic and kaleidoscopic colors.

OK, i have to go now... because I need to write a five-page essay about my TRAINING experience here at the company... toodles!


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Moving on...


Alright.... what day is it? I'm not so sure any more.. all these graveyard shifts are messing me up..and my body clock as well! Why am I still here?Yes, I ask myself that question everyday and well, all I could say to myself is that I needed an "Experience" and that's just what I'm getting.

To those who haven't really understood my profession... I am a "call girl".. and that's not what you think it is. I work at a call center, which is pretty booming in the country right now..and yes, we ARE also expanding..so there's a lot of room to grow. But the pressure, is unbelievable. So, it's an American company... like it's the best I can get (thanks to great medial and dental benefits!) with my resume and all that! So anyways, my floor walker is telling me to stop doin g"SOMETHING" else while I'm taking a call.. shish! Sorry about that.. will update you guys later when I get home then.. Again..I apologize... (that goes to the verint session that QA might be looking at right now!) ayeeeeeee! laterzzzzzz...

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