Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Casual Conversations - Cebu Edition - Work work work work work

I can't believe that I have these stories to share and I think it's legal since we don't have that department anymore.

Almost all companies protect their clients/customers and one of which is security verification.

Here are some cases that teaches us that as much as we can, we need to stay alert, awake and most specially ENTHUSIASTIC.

(I ask one of my friends and she obliged that I can post this)
Story 1:

Colleague 1: (Sleepy... no.. make that very...very sleepy) For security, can you please verify for me the whale shark?
Customer: The what?!

Imagine how fast the heartbeat goes of colleague one when she realized this.

Story 2:
Outside of our workstations are breakout areas where we can watch television, drink coffee,eat,etc.
After watching National Geographic or I think it was Animal Planet, colleague 2 went back to work and still sleepy....
Colleague 2: For security, can you please verify for me the 3 monkeys at the back of the card?
(Remember? Credit cards have the 3 digit security codes at the back of the card?)
Customer: I can't see 3 monkeys here but I see 3 digits.
Colleague 2: kruuu kruuu *Cricket moment*

Story 3:

This is my favorite and was just recent.
I transferred to my new department and I now have new colleagues
I call this HugotQuestion.

Colleague 3: I would like to verify the date that you had yada... yada....
Mr. Customer.. .How past is past???

My manager, some of my other colleagues stood up and we were looking at her...
We can't help it but laugh...

I'll just leave this here (Of rants and depressions- quarterlife crisis, work stress and more)

I can’t believe I didn’t blog about my depression during my college years. I want to feel what I felt that time. All I know is that almost everyday, I feel like I have a Dementor in my backpack, or kissing a Dementor LITERALLY every waking day. I remember going home, dropping by San Antonio church chapel, praying, talking to HIM. However, I can’t remember why. I can rememeber vague snippets but I can’t remember why I was so depressed, down and  was crying at home because of school.

I failed to blog about this last week and I want to this time (blame it to me being “tamad.”) . I want to go back and remember what I felt, why I felt it and what happened after.

Ex was checking up on me since I changed my profile pic in my Facebook account to Sadness of Inside Out. A week or two ago, after I went to Sto. Nino Basilica to attend the mass, it rained and for some odd reason, I don’t know why, I suddenly felt sad. Things started to come into my mind. 8 years and still an advisor/specialist. No promotion, while people who are less than 4years with the company are already managers, one friend from Manila is now two levels higher. I don’t have a home, I gave up my condo, no car, just a couple of savings. Work hasn’t been good to me too since I haven’t been to a weekdays off for the longest time it’s hard to adjust. I’m missing Sunday mass, gym sessions, yoga sessions.

I want to slap my face because honestly, I have lots of things to be thankful for. We may not have weekends off, but our shift/work starts between 3-5 (mine at 4:45) and that time, there’s not too much work (calls) and almost everyone else are at the evening shift where real stress starts. I also look to some of my colleagues in Manila, who are same as me; 8 years and advisor level and they are happy. (Though, I envy them since they’re doing admin/back office and not taking calls) I should be happier since I’m single and they have families and responsibilities, while I get to travel, and use my salary on my own. I want to meet my doppelganger and ask him to slap me, or at least crush my brain and heart so that they would feel that I’m indeed lucky. However, it’s not the case… I still feel bad, REALLY bad… I can’t even describe it. I was absent last Tuesday because I wasn’t feeling well; physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually. 

I’m a little bit better now thanks to (believe it or not) Supergirl TV series. I just hope this would end fast, because this work related stress, Quarterlife crisis is driving me nuts.

“Life isn’t perfect. I know it can be hard… Pain is part of life, it’s what makes us who we are, it’s what makes you a hero. “
(Supergirl Season 1 episode 13)

I will blog more soon. Patience my dearie.