"So why do you think people leave the company?"Of course. This is what people usually ask me. In the industry where I am in, people leaving for good are called turn overs. If I talk about it with technicalities, you will never understand. "People move on. We are known to be relentless beings and when we are no longer happy, we seek the happiness that we deserve. I think that's the reason people leave."I'm seated in front of one of the visiting clients. This is usually the standard. They ask questions pertaining to our process, our updates, our tactics in leading teams. All are standard procedures of the company. But nevertheless, they ask questions that are too tedious to answer. "I understand that, philosophically. But business wise, what do you think can we improve on to make sure we avoid people leaving."I sighed and concentrated on her pristine blue eyes. "I think that people need more ways to be rewarded for the hard work that they put in.""But haven't we done that?""Don
Conflict of interest. Situations where a person becomes unreliable because of personal interests that clashes with their professional duties and responsibilities.This is one thing you would never want to happen to you. Be it intentional or unintentional.Careers break because of this. And quiet honestly, it may just about to happen to me.Investigation soon began. In a secretive manner, HR has interviewed people about the incident. Siting people whom they suspect may have the knowledge about the scandal.They haven't gone to me, yet I know, they will come for me.After all, the entire conflict of interest will soon lead to me.My phone rang as I have just stepped out of the building. Seeing the name on screen, I sighed before pressing the answer button."Yes doktora, okay." I paused to let her talk. "I can come at 9 but I can't stay longer than 12. I have some business I need to attend to the next morning. See you tonight."Before I could even move, I felt an arm wrapped around my wa
"Please sign here." I could barely hear the muffled voice from whom it came from. All I could hear ever since I walked in is deafening sounds. There were endless of papers I needed to sign, it felt redundant that I got bored of how my signature looked like. I am upset and I am making a decision. People should not be making decisions when upset should they?"Miss?" pukaw ng nurse na kanina ko pa kausap."Yes?""We'll give you an hour?""Yeah," I gulped, "Thank you."I walked into my father's room, my heart beating so fast. How should I tell him?How do I let him go?I stood in front of him, leaning against the door. My thoughts suddenly run through last night's incident. I was in a room with her and another man. She laid in bed, sexily facing me as the man he introduce me to was starting to caress me. Napapaigtad ako sa bawat pagdampi ng kamay niya sa kahit saang parte ng katawan ko. He started kissing my shoulders while my back is facing him, cringing at the feel of his lips aga
"Uggghhhh." I groaned, feeling the loud banging in my head. It's usually because of a hang over, I can never go wrong with that. I stood up, looked around and saw an unfamiliar body beside me. I twitched my head to the side trying to remember what happened the previous night. And as the memory started flooding in, I open my mouth in realization."Ahhh." but then the head ache started to attack again. I stood up and grabbed two aspirins, drank it up with water and started gargling. I heard the footsteps coming from the room and notice how he was leaning on the edges of the door, smiling."Yes?" I turned to him, agitated of how he is smiling at me. I could not even remember his name. "You were awesome last night."I rolled my eyes while crossing my arms against my chest."You have to go now.""Bakit?""Because I say so."He raised his hand in resignation. "I just want to let you know that I am more than just a booty call. I'm sure you don't even remember my name. And I mean you ha
We arrived at a newly discovered homestay in Batangas almost after lunch. The place looked so serene with a huge pool welcoming you in its front yard.As far as I know, we're the only ones staying in the place.I chose the room that's nearest the rooftop, where a cute lounge is set up.There were bean bags and a flat screen tv set up in one corner, a barbecue station and a popcorn machine.But nothing beats the view from that part of the house. Its a three story house fully equipped with kitchenware and all the basic necessities.May game boards gaya ng chess at scrabble, I also saw a billiard and table tennis in one corner.The place is huge at kahit piliin kong wag makihalubilo sa kanila ay pwede dahil sa laki ng bahay.I laid in bed diagonally staring at my father's urn.I still don't know what to do with it.I've bid my goodbyes to him a long time ago pero bakit mahirap pa din i-let go?The room started to light up even more. Buti na lang at malakas ang aircon sa loob ng room.Nak
I was floating in the swimming pool, looking up at the sky.It was an hour of the day when I usually think that the world stops.It takes my breath away, with the kind of silence it brings. A moment I use to think about all of th things that I needed to do in my life. "What are you thinking?"I didn't even notice him. Travis was staring at me. "Kanina ka pa ba diyan?""Medyo. You were so immersed in a different world. I didn't want to disturb you.""I want to work again.""That's good. Kahit pa alam kong hindi mo naman talaga kailangang gawin 'yan.""It's my father's money.""And now it's yours. Your father gave it to you.""I know. And I will keep it until I can. And maybe if I decide to have kids, I can do the same for them with what my father did.""Point taken. Are you coming back?""No. I can't go back there. Collin using those money just means I could be an accessory to his crime.""But you aren't. You didn't even know.""I know. But I can't go back. There were just too many m
I woke up feeling dizzy, of what, I have no idea. I opened my eyes and realized I wasn't in my own room. It was all white. Just like how my father's room looked like. I felt something in my hands, bugging and somewhat heavy. I turned my eyes to the side and realized that I have an IV injected in me. I groaned at the realization. I am in a hospital. "Hello?" I called out. The entire room is empty. I struggled to sit up on the bed, but I did anyways. Next, I slid my legs off of the bed and tried my hardest to step out of the bed. I badly needed to pee."Hey." his voice sounded unfamiliar at first. But I know who he is. "Help me. I need to pee."He put down two cups of coffee on the nearest table and proceeded on helping me get into the bathroom. I know he's waiting by the door to help me drag the entire IV back into my bed as well. Once I got out, I caught his arm and allowed him to help me till I'd be back on my bed. On another side of my bed are covered foods. I tucked myself
I stood in front of this building in the middle of the metro. Yesterday, I got a call from the company that I was applying for. Today, I am in front of their building. For the first time again in my life, I am getting into interviews. I am starting over again. Kelan ba ako huling na-interview? Or kaya nag-apply?Realistically, right now I don't really need it. But I also can't spend money without feeling guilty. So I'll keep earning and building more. I wore a jumpsuit today, the worst thing that a woman could actually wear. Can you imagine how we pee in this? But these interviews usually require for you to wear the part. To convey a great perception to people. They always say, this is an industry where perception management is a huge deal. I get accompanied into the a conference room where the seats has been disarranged. I sat in an office chair that was facing what seemed to be a panel. There were about three seats across me. After five minutes of me arriving, the door ope