Yesterday late afternoon, a stranger approached me. She introduced herself and told me that she’s from one of the TV Production units. They’re going to present to one of company’s top executives in a few minutes and they don’t have a Mac VGA adapter. She’s asking if she can borrow mine.
She seemed to look desperate, so I lent it to her. I took her name, the TV Production unit she belongs to, and her phone number.
This morning, I was expecting to see the adapter on my table, but it wasn’t there.
I called her. She didn’t pick up. I called her again. No one answered. I dialed her nine times. No one.
I texted her. I asked her for my Mac adapter.
She replied after 10 minutes. She was on her way to work so she wasn’t able to pick up my calls. She said that the presentation finished late. When she went to my table to return it, I already left.
My thought bubble from this small incident:
- I know what you’re thinking — it’s just an adaptor. Yes, it is, but it’s not the company’s. They didn’t provide us with these things so I bought one myself. At P1,490, it’s not cheap either.
- Should I have asked for a security deposit?
My body is aching from yesterday’s swim. I only did three laps but it seems like I did more. I should relearn how to relax in the water again.
Yesterday was the Outing/Christmas party of the office, and we did it in 8 Waves. It was fun and a very welcome change from the previous outings and parties that we had. Kudos to the organizers for job well done.
Today I’ll be going to Joven Bike Shop to buy the bikes for the Cancer Warriors kids. Then I need to drop by a mall and buy Robin a gift for her first birthday party later at 3pm in Chili’s. After that I need to go to the supermarket and do some shopping. Looks like it’s going to be a full day for me.
Should I go to Batangas City tomorrow to join the Lobo bike ride?
Two objects cannot occupy the same space at the same time. That’s what our high school physics teacher taught us. I know that, you know that.
So if I scheduled a whole day workshop in the conference room first from 10:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m., why would you schedule a meeting there from 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m.? Were you absent when your teacher taught you this, or were you just not paying attention?
I woke up asking myself why I’m willing to be stuck in an office, managing projects today when I could be on my way to Northern Luzon to help those that were badly affected by Typhoon Juan. I can do better things. I can help improve lives. I can help ease the pain.
I was here in the office at 8:20 in the morning for a conference call that didn’t push through. It’s 12:21 a.m. and I’m still here, making sure that the project I’m launching, hopefully in a bit, is acceptable.
I remember our weekly all-nighters when I started working here. Romy was my boss and we would stay till three in the morning, churning out community stats for the mancom come sun up. It was such a riot! I remember us messaging each other, asking if it would be rude to ask our boss if we could go home already. As far as I remember, it was Chegay, April, EJ, Aisa, Yoj, Fiesta, Romy, Dan, Moby and myself.
Those were the days.
Now, it’s just me, the guard and the staff of TFC Now! It’s not exactly the same. It’s quite far, to be honest. The barkada atmosphere isn’t here anymore.
I don’t know. Maybe it’s just me getting old.