Finally, I'm resigned!!!
thank you, Papa Jesus for enabling me to leave a toxic, stagnant, pana-filled workplace...
Showing posts with label pana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pana. Show all posts
Thursday, May 20, 2010
i'm leaving hell :D
thank you, Papa Jesus for enabling me to leave a toxic, stagnant, pana-filled workplace...
Monday, March 15, 2010
a, LECHE!!!
leche, leche, leche!
sawang sawa na akong makisalamuha sa mga lecheng tao dito sa opisinang ito.
sawang sawa na ako makipag-usap sa mga bwisit na taong walang sense at mabaho ang amoy...
sawang sawa na ako sa mga bobong nilalang na kelangan ko makasama
sawang sawa na akong makisalamuha sa mga lecheng tao dito sa opisinang ito.
sawang sawa na ako makipag-usap sa mga bwisit na taong walang sense at mabaho ang amoy...
sawang sawa na ako sa mga bobong nilalang na kelangan ko makasama
9 hours a day, 6/7 days a week.
sawang sawa na ako sa mga magtatanong tapos hindi naman maniniwala sa isasagot.
FYI lng, ang ibig sabihin ng 0300hrs ay alas tres ng madaling araw at ang 2140hrs ay alas nuebe kwarenta ng gabi. kung kahit ganyang kasimpleng bagay ay hindi nyo pa alam at pag itinanong nyo sa akin e hindi nyo paniniwalaan ang sagot ko at ipipilit na kabaligtaran nun ang tama, ay shit kayong mga mababaho at bobong nilalang kayo, wag nyo na lang akong kausapin.
sawang sawa na ako sa mga magtatanong tapos hindi naman maniniwala sa isasagot.
FYI lng, ang ibig sabihin ng 0300hrs ay alas tres ng madaling araw at ang 2140hrs ay alas nuebe kwarenta ng gabi. kung kahit ganyang kasimpleng bagay ay hindi nyo pa alam at pag itinanong nyo sa akin e hindi nyo paniniwalaan ang sagot ko at ipipilit na kabaligtaran nun ang tama, ay shit kayong mga mababaho at bobong nilalang kayo, wag nyo na lang akong kausapin.
mas pabor sa akin yon.
hina-high blood nyo lang ako...
hmmm... writing it in Tagalog after saying the above in English to the stupid officemates
made me feel better.
yeah, I'm mean. so sue me.
belat!!!
hina-high blood nyo lang ako...
hmmm... writing it in Tagalog after saying the above in English to the stupid officemates
made me feel better.
yeah, I'm mean. so sue me.
belat!!!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
seriously,
how the hell would you respond to this?!?
Situation:
I’m sitting on my desk when one officemate enters my office…
Ofsm8: Hi, how are you?
Mi: I’m fine, thanks.
Ofsm8: Mishal, wat is dat? [pointing to the contact lens solution on my table]
Mi: It’s my contact lens solution, used for cleaning my lens. I also put it in my eyes when I’m wearing lens so that my eyes will not feel dry.
Ofsm8: I see… [watches me put some droplets of solution into my eyes]
After maybe 15 seconds…
Ofsm8: Mishal, what happen? Why are you crying?
Mi: Did you not see me put contact lens solution into my eyes?
Ofsm8: Yes… but now you are crying… Any problems? Tell me…
***I swear to God he’s not kidding when he asked that. Hayz!
Now this happened just 2 minutes ago, while I’m typing the above story…
Ofsm8 2: Hi, how are you?
Mi: I’m okay.
Ofsm8 2: Mishal, are you busy?
Mi: No…
Ofsm8 2: Why are you so busy? You’re always busy…
Mi: ???
Situation:
I’m sitting on my desk when one officemate enters my office…
Ofsm8: Hi, how are you?
Mi: I’m fine, thanks.
Ofsm8: Mishal, wat is dat? [pointing to the contact lens solution on my table]
Mi: It’s my contact lens solution, used for cleaning my lens. I also put it in my eyes when I’m wearing lens so that my eyes will not feel dry.
Ofsm8: I see… [watches me put some droplets of solution into my eyes]
After maybe 15 seconds…
Ofsm8: Mishal, what happen? Why are you crying?
Mi: Did you not see me put contact lens solution into my eyes?
Ofsm8: Yes… but now you are crying… Any problems? Tell me…
***I swear to God he’s not kidding when he asked that. Hayz!
Now this happened just 2 minutes ago, while I’m typing the above story…
Ofsm8 2: Hi, how are you?
Mi: I’m okay.
Ofsm8 2: Mishal, are you busy?
Mi: No…
Ofsm8 2: Why are you so busy? You’re always busy…
Mi: ???
Sunday, February 7, 2010
stuff that I do when I’m bored at work
…which is almost all the time so maybe it’s more appropriate to call this…
Stuff that I do when I’m at work:
1. Check my emails
2. Log in to Facebook and catch up with my friends
3. Play Sorority Life on FB
4. Feed my fishes and clean the tank on Happy Aquarium
5. Read blogs
6. Write blogs
7. Practice not to breathe so that when the girl officemate who reeks like overused Minola oil comes to my office, I can hold my breath for as long as she’s here
8. Think of effective ways to get Minola girl to realize that putting oil to her hair and not washing it for 6 consecutive days is not the proper way of hair grooming; as telling her that she should shampoo her hair and rinse it thoroughly with water did not work.
9. Browse tumblr.com
10. Make paper stars and origami crane
11. Eat pistachio nuts
12. Pluck my eyebrows
13. Put on make up
14. Browse and print complicated recipes on the net; only to end up cooking sunny side up eggs and bacon for dinner later
15. Write notes on my handy dandy notebook
16. Condition mind to restrain self from slapping those people who find it surprising / puzzling / weird when they see me in the toilet brushing my teeth after eating lunch.
17. Reflect on how to be a Zen goddess
18. Train self to swiftly bolt out of the office after spraying air freshener so as not to inhale it and not be suffocated by the chemicals of the air freshener combined with officemates’ stink.
19. Ponder about what Jesus would do if He’s got officemates like mine.
20. Consider what to repeat doing as after completing all of the above; it’s still not freakin’ time to go home!!!
Stuff that I do when I’m at work:
1. Check my emails
2. Log in to Facebook and catch up with my friends
3. Play Sorority Life on FB
4. Feed my fishes and clean the tank on Happy Aquarium
5. Read blogs
6. Write blogs
7. Practice not to breathe so that when the girl officemate who reeks like overused Minola oil comes to my office, I can hold my breath for as long as she’s here
8. Think of effective ways to get Minola girl to realize that putting oil to her hair and not washing it for 6 consecutive days is not the proper way of hair grooming; as telling her that she should shampoo her hair and rinse it thoroughly with water did not work.
9. Browse tumblr.com
10. Make paper stars and origami crane
11. Eat pistachio nuts
12. Pluck my eyebrows
13. Put on make up
14. Browse and print complicated recipes on the net; only to end up cooking sunny side up eggs and bacon for dinner later
15. Write notes on my handy dandy notebook
16. Condition mind to restrain self from slapping those people who find it surprising / puzzling / weird when they see me in the toilet brushing my teeth after eating lunch.
17. Reflect on how to be a Zen goddess
18. Train self to swiftly bolt out of the office after spraying air freshener so as not to inhale it and not be suffocated by the chemicals of the air freshener combined with officemates’ stink.
19. Ponder about what Jesus would do if He’s got officemates like mine.
20. Consider what to repeat doing as after completing all of the above; it’s still not freakin’ time to go home!!!
Welcome to Dubai corporate world.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
sana, sana...
Hay naku, mamamatay rin lang naman lahat ng tao bat kasi ung mga bwisit e hindi pa unahing kunin now na...
I’m having another crappy day at the office and I’m wishing that those annoying, arrogant but so stupid people who thinks too much of themselves to just simply perish or at least be gone in a sense that I won’t need to encounter them anymore…
Ugh! Why do I let them affect me and let them bring out the worst in me?
Merde, merde, merde!
I must learn to just laugh at them instead of being annoyed... Must keep this in mind:
Ugh! Why do I let them affect me and let them bring out the worst in me?
Merde, merde, merde!
I must learn to just laugh at them instead of being annoyed... Must keep this in mind:
“Don’t take life too seriously; after all, no one comes out of it alive.”
(^__^)
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Dubaidubaidoo
I've been living in Dubai for one year, five months and 3 days now.
Dubai... A city full of tourists, working expats and locals with totally different upbringing than I have.
Living in a too culturally diversified city and working with other nationalities made my head spin and until now, it sometimes bring out the worst in me. It certainly is not easy but nonetheless fun.
Here are some of the things that I have learned during my first few months in Dubailand...
1. Look after yourself. Don’t expect other people to care for you like when you’re still at your home in the Philippines . People are too busy and haggard with the fast-paced Dubai life to be consistently concerned about your well-being.
2. Learn how to cook, otherwise starve or spend too much dirhams on take away foods.
3. Know who your real friends are. Be wise enough to assess the character of the persons whom you consider friends. Coz if not, you might end up being used to finance a shopping spree by some ‘friend’ and she goes back to the Philippines, leaving you Dhs 400 short for rent payment.
4. Have the skills to develop what people call ‘patience of a saint’; trust me: you’ll need this. Every day in Dubai , you’ll meet someone who thinks they’re so smart but not knowing that in reality, they’re as dumb as ass. What to do with those people? That’s where the saint-like patience is needed... Ever so subtle, make them aware how stupendously stupid they are and maybe, just maybe, they’ll take a hint. That’s the only way you can feel slightly satisfied coz there’s no point in shoving it into their faces for they will just look at you in a confounded manner and no matter how angry you become or how hard you shout at them, after 5 minutes when they see you in the corridor or in the pantry, they will smile and say, “hi, how are you? Enjoyed your holiday?” It’s like they have amnesia or something.
5. Be accustomed to guys who stare at you like it’s the first time in their life that they’ve seen a girl. Most of the men here who came from other neighbouring nations are like that... though you are wearing decent clothes; they will still ogle at you like a laboratory specimen and hope to see something. And when you look at them, they would just stare back ogle some more and enjoy that they were able to catch your attention. Also, try not to be startled if when you’re walking on the streets and the guy walking from your opposite direction would suddenly shout, “I love Filipini, ma-ganda, ma-bangow!” Sigh! Men here are so freakin’ weird...
6. Bear in mind that in U.A.E., gurgling sounds that you hear may not be simple gurgling sounds after all... 99.98%, those are Indian ‘Pana’dols speaking. Yup, they talk like they’re from Stone Age or something, or like they’re gurgling Listerine all the time. Maybe there’s a law declared by some Panadol cult that they should try to speak and at the same time make gurgling sounds. Annoying thing is that when you did’nt understand what they’re saying, they would look annoyed and puzzled, as if really confused and deeply contemplating why you can’t understand them. Haller! Then they would try to spell it out for you, which would turn out to be more confusing. Sample conversation as follows:
MI : Could you spell that out?
PANADOL : yem,you,eh,ye,dobl el,ye,bi,ayi,ye.
MI : A, okay. Bye!
Grrr… Wanna inject botox to their tongues! So if I ask them to spell my name, they would say, ‘yem,ayi,ye,yen’ What to do, yani?...
7. Prepare for emergencies… or at least what it seems like an emergency to your officemates. You may find scene like this unfolds in the workplace:
MI : [enters in the lobby from the pantry… hears shouting from
the fax room]
[passes the fax room despite the commotion]
PANADOL : [sees Michelle] (shouts in a very panicky tone) Mishal,
Mishal, come kyucly, kyucly! Jaldi, jaldi!
MI : What?
PANADOL : Something happened to our fax machine. Look! Red
blinking, blinking. You know number of technician? We should call.
MI : [lifts the lid of the fax machine paper cover and pulls the
jammed paper out] There, now it’s working…
PANADOL : Where you learn that? You have friend Filipini technician?
You genius.
MI : ???
Gud luck naman sa paper jam!
8. Guys in U.A.E. are single… or so they say. If you’re looking for romance here, be very careful. You may never know who’s being truthful about their status. Make sure that your prospect habibi doesn’t have a wedding ring hidden somewhere in his pocket or inside his closet drawer.
9. Find humor even in the most annoying happening in your life at Dubai. So even if you always hear people saying, “You do one thing, first…” (which turns out to be a series of complicated tasks… and haller panadols: when you say ‘one thing’ it shouldn’t be followed by ‘first’ because that wouldn’t be a ‘one thing’ anymore!), just relax; laugh at the situation. You might suffer from stroke if you let your blood pressure go very high just for stupid ‘one thing’.
10. Be open-minded and at least welcome changes. I know most of the personal and cultural diversities here are annoying and may drive people to the verge of insanity if not handled properly, but still, you have to be flexible enough to adapt to this crazy world. Even if there will be a time that you would just want to hurl the computer monitor into their stupid faces, don’t do it. Just relax, and chant with me… Yani,mamu,shani… think zen. Aahmmmm!
Dubai... A city full of tourists, working expats and locals with totally different upbringing than I have.
Living in a too culturally diversified city and working with other nationalities made my head spin and until now, it sometimes bring out the worst in me. It certainly is not easy but nonetheless fun.
Here are some of the things that I have learned during my first few months in Dubailand...
1. Look after yourself. Don’t expect other people to care for you like when you’re still at your home in the Philippines . People are too busy and haggard with the fast-paced Dubai life to be consistently concerned about your well-being.
2. Learn how to cook, otherwise starve or spend too much dirhams on take away foods.
3. Know who your real friends are. Be wise enough to assess the character of the persons whom you consider friends. Coz if not, you might end up being used to finance a shopping spree by some ‘friend’ and she goes back to the Philippines, leaving you Dhs 400 short for rent payment.
4. Have the skills to develop what people call ‘patience of a saint’; trust me: you’ll need this. Every day in Dubai , you’ll meet someone who thinks they’re so smart but not knowing that in reality, they’re as dumb as ass. What to do with those people? That’s where the saint-like patience is needed... Ever so subtle, make them aware how stupendously stupid they are and maybe, just maybe, they’ll take a hint. That’s the only way you can feel slightly satisfied coz there’s no point in shoving it into their faces for they will just look at you in a confounded manner and no matter how angry you become or how hard you shout at them, after 5 minutes when they see you in the corridor or in the pantry, they will smile and say, “hi, how are you? Enjoyed your holiday?” It’s like they have amnesia or something.
5. Be accustomed to guys who stare at you like it’s the first time in their life that they’ve seen a girl. Most of the men here who came from other neighbouring nations are like that... though you are wearing decent clothes; they will still ogle at you like a laboratory specimen and hope to see something. And when you look at them, they would just stare back ogle some more and enjoy that they were able to catch your attention. Also, try not to be startled if when you’re walking on the streets and the guy walking from your opposite direction would suddenly shout, “I love Filipini, ma-ganda, ma-bangow!” Sigh! Men here are so freakin’ weird...
6. Bear in mind that in U.A.E., gurgling sounds that you hear may not be simple gurgling sounds after all... 99.98%, those are Indian ‘Pana’dols speaking. Yup, they talk like they’re from Stone Age or something, or like they’re gurgling Listerine all the time. Maybe there’s a law declared by some Panadol cult that they should try to speak and at the same time make gurgling sounds. Annoying thing is that when you did’nt understand what they’re saying, they would look annoyed and puzzled, as if really confused and deeply contemplating why you can’t understand them. Haller! Then they would try to spell it out for you, which would turn out to be more confusing. Sample conversation as follows:
MI : Could you spell that out?
PANADOL : yem,you,eh,ye,dobl el,ye,bi,ayi,ye.
MI : A, okay. Bye!
Grrr… Wanna inject botox to their tongues! So if I ask them to spell my name, they would say, ‘yem,ayi,ye,yen’ What to do, yani?...
7. Prepare for emergencies… or at least what it seems like an emergency to your officemates. You may find scene like this unfolds in the workplace:
MI : [enters in the lobby from the pantry… hears shouting from
the fax room]
[passes the fax room despite the commotion]
PANADOL : [sees Michelle] (shouts in a very panicky tone) Mishal,
Mishal, come kyucly, kyucly! Jaldi, jaldi!
MI : What?
PANADOL : Something happened to our fax machine. Look! Red
blinking, blinking. You know number of technician? We should call.
MI : [lifts the lid of the fax machine paper cover and pulls the
jammed paper out] There, now it’s working…
PANADOL : Where you learn that? You have friend Filipini technician?
You genius.
MI : ???
Gud luck naman sa paper jam!
8. Guys in U.A.E. are single… or so they say. If you’re looking for romance here, be very careful. You may never know who’s being truthful about their status. Make sure that your prospect habibi doesn’t have a wedding ring hidden somewhere in his pocket or inside his closet drawer.
9. Find humor even in the most annoying happening in your life at Dubai. So even if you always hear people saying, “You do one thing, first…” (which turns out to be a series of complicated tasks… and haller panadols: when you say ‘one thing’ it shouldn’t be followed by ‘first’ because that wouldn’t be a ‘one thing’ anymore!), just relax; laugh at the situation. You might suffer from stroke if you let your blood pressure go very high just for stupid ‘one thing’.
10. Be open-minded and at least welcome changes. I know most of the personal and cultural diversities here are annoying and may drive people to the verge of insanity if not handled properly, but still, you have to be flexible enough to adapt to this crazy world. Even if there will be a time that you would just want to hurl the computer monitor into their stupid faces, don’t do it. Just relax, and chant with me… Yani,mamu,shani… think zen. Aahmmmm!
