Det is back from Cebu. We met at Starbucks Silver City last Saturday. She’s put on some weight and she actually looks better with some fat on her cheeks, but the anorexic in her loathes the weight gain. Det, I swear I’m not out to sabotage your new cover girl image, but you really look better with a bit of meat.
Anyway, while I was waiting for my order, I overheard a barista chatting with two guests. Their conversation was about a laptop that was just stolen inside Starbucks. Yay! According to the barista, three suspicious looking people came in together. Only one of them ordered, and the person manning the counter noticed that the one ordering was clueless about what to get. I don’t really know how it happened but obviously, someone walked away with another person’s precious laptop.
It’s just so terrible that these things can happen even in your own comfort zone. I’m sure the victim is a regular customer. Someone who goes to Starbucks everyday, spending hours on her laptop and consuming gallons of expensive coffee, never fearing that anyone would dare take her laptop while she’s in the john. It’s not just an expensive piece of electronic, you know! It could have a dissertation or even a future best seller, or years of unrecoverable data! Bad people are everywhere! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Grateful Journal Excerpts (1st Week of December)
I have so much to be grateful for.
1.) In my desire to earn extra case, I ordered eighteen (fake) LeSportsac pouches on Tuesday. To my surprise, I sold all of them at work the following day. I was expecting to keep unsold pouches for myself but the girls took them all. Before you congratulate me, let me say that these pouches are just fifty pesos a piece. They’re these small mini bags for organizing stuff inside your purse (something that I really need). I earned very little from it, but it was very fulfilling. Being the introvert that I am, I definitely lack sales skills.
It was Mapi who inspired me to try selling other stuff (besides glutathione). She told me she earns very little from selling pre-paid phone cards, but that hasn’t stopped her from pursuing it. She also just started taking orders for Dakki.
I admire her for her perseverance and her sense of responsibility. She is single, has no obligations, is able to save a lot from her salary, yet she keeps thinking of ways to earn. A few months ago she was also burning CDs as one of her sidelines.
I have a few more orders from some of the team members. I hope I can be as “matiyaga” as Mapi. She’s happy no matter how little the return is.
2.) Last Thursday, Mommy Doris (my favorite aunt) sent me an email. She said that she had just bought me a Tommy Hilfiger bag, similar to the one that I lost when I was held-up. I was so touched I wanted to cry. She was in the Philippines when it happened, and it was she who gave me that bag as pasalubong. When she found out I had lost my Tag Heuer, she gave me an Anne Klein watch.
I know these are just material things but her gestures just moved me. When she was here, she kept reassuring me that I’ll have other things to enjoy in the future and told me not to feel such loss for the stuff that were taken from me. She was also scolding everyone else at home for letting me out alone at the wee hours to catch a cab going to work. I’m very lucky to have family like her.
3.) Mama bought me new jeans. When she came home, she told me she couldn’t get skinny jeans in my size. After trying it on, we both laughed and agreed that my fat ass and thighs make them look like skinny jeans.
4.) After randomly being picked for an online survey, I earned a tall drink from starbucks. Yey!
5.) Mapi took my Starbucks promo card last Saturday and got me four stickers! Only three more to go and I get my 2008 Planner! She just saved me P620 (four grande Peppermint Mochas)!
5.) I made it to their promo! At past one, I was still rating calls in the office. After my fourth rating, I rushed to Starbucks before 2:00 PM for my second Peppermint Mocha for the day and they gave me two stickers for one drink! I’m getting sick of these Christmas drinks, I’m not even enjoying the coffee anymore. One more sticker to go and I don’t have to set foot in Starbucks for weeks.
I could still afford one drink today but for the first time I am refusing another serving of coffee. Still, I’m glad to get two stickers for the price of one drink.
Postscript
I got my planner.
1.) In my desire to earn extra case, I ordered eighteen (fake) LeSportsac pouches on Tuesday. To my surprise, I sold all of them at work the following day. I was expecting to keep unsold pouches for myself but the girls took them all. Before you congratulate me, let me say that these pouches are just fifty pesos a piece. They’re these small mini bags for organizing stuff inside your purse (something that I really need). I earned very little from it, but it was very fulfilling. Being the introvert that I am, I definitely lack sales skills.
It was Mapi who inspired me to try selling other stuff (besides glutathione). She told me she earns very little from selling pre-paid phone cards, but that hasn’t stopped her from pursuing it. She also just started taking orders for Dakki.
I admire her for her perseverance and her sense of responsibility. She is single, has no obligations, is able to save a lot from her salary, yet she keeps thinking of ways to earn. A few months ago she was also burning CDs as one of her sidelines.
I have a few more orders from some of the team members. I hope I can be as “matiyaga” as Mapi. She’s happy no matter how little the return is.
2.) Last Thursday, Mommy Doris (my favorite aunt) sent me an email. She said that she had just bought me a Tommy Hilfiger bag, similar to the one that I lost when I was held-up. I was so touched I wanted to cry. She was in the Philippines when it happened, and it was she who gave me that bag as pasalubong. When she found out I had lost my Tag Heuer, she gave me an Anne Klein watch.
I know these are just material things but her gestures just moved me. When she was here, she kept reassuring me that I’ll have other things to enjoy in the future and told me not to feel such loss for the stuff that were taken from me. She was also scolding everyone else at home for letting me out alone at the wee hours to catch a cab going to work. I’m very lucky to have family like her.
3.) Mama bought me new jeans. When she came home, she told me she couldn’t get skinny jeans in my size. After trying it on, we both laughed and agreed that my fat ass and thighs make them look like skinny jeans.
4.) After randomly being picked for an online survey, I earned a tall drink from starbucks. Yey!
5.) Mapi took my Starbucks promo card last Saturday and got me four stickers! Only three more to go and I get my 2008 Planner! She just saved me P620 (four grande Peppermint Mochas)!
5.) I made it to their promo! At past one, I was still rating calls in the office. After my fourth rating, I rushed to Starbucks before 2:00 PM for my second Peppermint Mocha for the day and they gave me two stickers for one drink! I’m getting sick of these Christmas drinks, I’m not even enjoying the coffee anymore. One more sticker to go and I don’t have to set foot in Starbucks for weeks.
I could still afford one drink today but for the first time I am refusing another serving of coffee. Still, I’m glad to get two stickers for the price of one drink.
Postscript
I got my planner.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Sunday Plans
They were supposed to spend Sunday together.
She took a leave from work and waited for him. At 2:00PM he wasn’t there. At 6:00PM he wasn’t there yet. At 8:00PM she was upset and went out to meet a friend who was there for her in such short notice.
He was asleep the entire day.
At 8:12PM he sent her a message and said “I’m sorry, I’ll go home now.” At 9:47PM he said that his mom wouldn’t let him leave, but he will come home. At 11:21PM he was still where he had been the last 24 hours. His mother’s house.
She arrived home at 10:30PM. She finally opened the door to him before 1:00AM. What else was left to do? She had wasted her leave. She had not had any sleep since coming home from the previous day’s shift.
For the remaining hours, he made her cry and made her laugh. He made breakfast. They ate. She went to sleep right after.
That was how they spent Monday morning.
Post Script
It is reassuring to know that you have someone who will be there for you right when you need her. Thanks Det for running out of the house on a Sunday evening to grab coffee with me. I know you probably thought it was one big emergency, but no. It’s just one of those days when you feel like screaming because things of significance to you are deemed insignificant by no less than the person you love most. Don’t worry, were okay. I’m just pissed (still).
She took a leave from work and waited for him. At 2:00PM he wasn’t there. At 6:00PM he wasn’t there yet. At 8:00PM she was upset and went out to meet a friend who was there for her in such short notice.
He was asleep the entire day.
At 8:12PM he sent her a message and said “I’m sorry, I’ll go home now.” At 9:47PM he said that his mom wouldn’t let him leave, but he will come home. At 11:21PM he was still where he had been the last 24 hours. His mother’s house.
She arrived home at 10:30PM. She finally opened the door to him before 1:00AM. What else was left to do? She had wasted her leave. She had not had any sleep since coming home from the previous day’s shift.
For the remaining hours, he made her cry and made her laugh. He made breakfast. They ate. She went to sleep right after.
That was how they spent Monday morning.
Post Script
It is reassuring to know that you have someone who will be there for you right when you need her. Thanks Det for running out of the house on a Sunday evening to grab coffee with me. I know you probably thought it was one big emergency, but no. It’s just one of those days when you feel like screaming because things of significance to you are deemed insignificant by no less than the person you love most. Don’t worry, were okay. I’m just pissed (still).
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