Monday, November 28, 2005

Minoru left the building

THE PAST THREE weeks made me very busy working my butt in the building called "imi". We don't bake pancakes here nor we build spaceships often referred to as UFO's. What we do is repair devices that stores datas, like a huge cabinet of clothes. The difference is that it is incredibly smaller, made of metal and instead of clothes, it stores digital information, as in the binary 0's and 1's. In short we manufacture computer drives. I specifically handle the testing and just recently, I was accompanied by a Japanese national to setup additional machines.
His name is Minoru. Japan customs requires us to call them thru their last name adding the suffix -san for respect and professionalism, thus the name, Hasegawa-san.

Very petite for a 55 year old who will turn 56 this coming December 5, he is white haired and very jolly and happy too. He always laughed especially when I was begging for his sony walkman mp3 player. The moment that purple emblazoned walkman, that looked like a bottle of small perfume fixed in a neclace, glimmered in my eyes, I immediately wanted it in my hands. The headset fascinated me very much, aside from its contoured fit in my ear, the sound was crystal clear as if I was sitting in a front row of an orchestra.
But he never gave in to my craving, saying that it's too expensive for him to let it go. He bought it for 20,000 yen, with a 128Mb capacity. That's a wopping 10000 php, at least. Hasegawa-san even boasted that his son, who is 23, almost same as my age, have an iPod mini. It's then that I discovered the nano version of Apple's iPod.
When I checked in Goldcrest at Glorietta 2, one saturday, it was tagged for about 12K. It's worth it for it's thinner than a Mongol pencil I used to write with during my elementary days in Angeles, and a 2Gb storage flash memory. Sigh! I need to earn that much the hard way like a drunken carabao plowing an infinite field before landing a black colored piece of plastic and metal that plays only mp3, and aac in my very callous fingers.
A week before his departure back to Japan, Hasegawa-san was homesick! He talked less and less every minute that passed. It's then that I decided to give him something to remember instead of snatching his mp3 player. So, I planned to buy him something very Filipino. I remember during his 2nd day, he and Maeda, (he's another story) were ferried from the office to imi via a Philippine jeepney. Every Japanese soul I've met with dreams of riding one. That must had been a lucky day for them, I guess!
It was the time I realized how a miniature jeepney will hurt ones pocket. At 900 pesos, I was only able to muster 300 deep within my purse. Options though was not limited to the jeepney, instead, i bought him a handcarved wooden jewelry round box made in an obscure place somewhere in Ifugao. I didn't go to Ifugao, mind you, but a group of business people selling indigenous fixtures was showcasing their crafts in the 2nd floor of Festival supermall. I placed inside the black memento, an advance happy birthday note and a small
magnetic jeepney for his fridge, I'm pretty sure he has one in his house. And the good thing is, the present was priced at a measly 180 php.
Thursday, November 24. After a serious closing and summary meeting with the "bosses", we went straight to imi and do a rundown of several unfinished work to do. I accompanied him with his farewell to my staff and operators. Surprisingly, inside his bag were hidden 5 boxes of macadamia chocolates which were later feasted on by hungry stomachs. I took one box, of course, and brought it all the way to Laguna Bel-air where I cherished the sweet soothing effect of every bite and melted one by one inside my mouth.

Monday, November 7, 2005

Late in the hustle

I WAS LATE for 10 minutes! I didn't know whether the shuttle service left Magallanes at exactly 6.20 in the morning and I still never made it to the bus top. I ran furiously and walked briskly after stepping out of the MRT station still hoping to catch the bus. Eventhough I already realized the hand's clock was pointing to the number 6 when I checked the time, my hopes were still high.
That is an adverse effect when you wake up so early in the wee hours of the morning and was very unlucky! I stepped inside an empty aircon bus and I had to wait for the other passengers to fill in all of the seats before taking off. Unluckily, the bus' engine cranked up only after 30 minutes have passed. It was running smoothly along the expressway but on a very slow drag. I can't sleep even after the bus conductor turned off all the passenger lights because I was worried and very wary on the slow pace of the engine.

Tuesday, November 1, 2005

Triple Overtime

STARTING A BLOG is not easy. I had to squeeze a lot of brain juice before being able to come up with a decent online journal that is pleasing to once reading. I know, I know. I can't please everybody. But why did it take me here in the office, to work not only double, but thrice than my body could do? I'm here in my desk, wanting nothing but the sound of the chime signaling its 8 eight clock-- time to quit the day and go home. How i wish i'm home. And, it's Nov 1! Hahaha.
At this very hour, I've documented the exact number of hours I've worked Overtime. It's nearing 7 pm and my goal is to have a century of beyond the regular hours pay before the cut-off for the next period commences. By the time I received my paycheck, it would more than double the regular 15th day cash-on-atm salary considering also that I would be receiving it on the 15th of November when taxes are at low.
But look what I just missed:

  • Octoberfest in Paseo de Sta. Rosa, October 28-29 (drop until your pee is nothing more like beer)
  • Tigtigan, Terakan qeng Dalan in Angeles City, same day as above (i told my mom i won't be going home for they won't be around the house. They will be heading off to my lola's place)
  • Swimming treat (plus shot of RH!) of old college friends, two of them just recently passed the M.E. licensure exams. Congratulations to them, by the way.
  • The chance to see Lhon Cabides whom I've never seen in a year! WOW (who is he?! haha)
  • Play Saturday Bingo with CJ and the rest of The SOLUTION (2001-2003) gang.
  • Take Pizza to Shakey's and eat a sumptuos basket of Mojos (<-- Oh I like this one)
  • Play NBA Live 06 with my Neo
If you're going to ask me if I'll ever do again what the title of this post suggests, I would know my answer right away! hahaha
...back to work!