I came home from work yesterday at freakin' 4:00 AM. I did an overtime together with some of my wavemates to take the final assessments. Everybody was tired and all, but it was worth it. We can tell the whole world now that we are officially call center agents - after a number of assessments and all that jazz. We made it.
*The whole wave made it through the first hurdle*
Now, I am part of the populace who earns money. I'm finished with my fifth year in college (my last year supposedly), on my sixth year right now. If shit didn't happen, I should be making money already out of my should-have-been-finished degree. Not being able to graduate is not an excuse - I felt the need to contribute financially at home. We are not rich and the cost of living is not getting any cheaper. I took the step to apply for a job, a call center stint that is. I went out of my comfort zone, and hell did I whine about everything! Haha! Check out this sampler, found it on my hard drive. Hahaha!
"I am just so pissed off. I was so happy that I passed the final interview in the call agent stint I was eyeing. After the day-long application process, I went through days in queues to process the requirements for employment. Those days weren’t as smooth as I envisioned them to be. I guess being a grown up is not that easy after all.
Then there goes the dreaded medical clearance. It just shakes every little part of me into anger. I’ve been going back and forth to Diliman fixing things for my employment and still, after a month of agony, I am not yet done.
Now Deborah, this was spontaneous blogging. The hate just made me type sentence after sentence. I am here in the convenient store in the building of the company. I am trying to exhaust everything hoping that after this post, my blood pressure would go down. I’m giving it one last shot. Or is my blood pressure shooting up again. I just feel helpless after that doctor told me that cutting off some of my physical activity had nothing to do with my status right now."
*Sha, Helene & Abby left but everything's good; decisions had to be made*
After all that - I made it through, because of them, my team. We will hit our second monthsary on the 8th of August, hahah! When things go wrong, we just laugh our way out of it. Everything is fun at work with them. They killed my inhibitions with getting close to people. This team we have here is one that you'll die to be in, take it from this brat who was born to complain about everything. We did it, together! Yay!
Huhuh! I'm forgetting something, I and Marie will be transferred to another team. Damn! But then again, we will still see each other on the floor, hahha! Oh well!