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That night, I went out. After the celebration in Stacy's house, I chose to be dropped off at my favorite bar rather than at home. It feels lonely when I come home to nothing. My father has been on that hospital bed for three years now. Ever since I graduated, I didn't have the time to take a break. I simply had to make ends meet. The doctors have been telling me that maybe its time to give him up. But I just can't. He's all I have. At habang lumalaban pa siya, I can't give up on him too. Even if it means selling my soul to the devil. I walked inside the bar and whispered to the bouncer that I would want my usual booth. Every now and then, I come here, reserve the VIP booth and watch from the top every human being enjoying the dance floor. Noise. It's what fulfills me now. After Austin left, I have never felt more empty than this time. Collin and his wife were obligatory meet ups. Once I needed to fulfill to meet my other ends. As I sat by myself in the booth waiting for my o
FUBU veinticuatro
"Alright, the quarter looks promising, though I need all team leads to be at the top of their game. We have visitors coming in next month. I need every one of you to keep your people updated of all necessary updates. Line up those we can feed to the client for their side by side sessions. Anyone who can follow standard procedures, keep them aligned. And keep our clients out of your outliers. At the same time prepare yourselves for reports and the FGD's." We were inside the conference room, all ears to our Site Director.FGD's or Focused group discussions, one of the most terrifying thing a team lead could ever get involved with. This is the time when clients hear out complains and concerns from agents. Most of the times, its about the process. But in several occasions, there are those who feel like its a great avenue to talk about their own personal opinion about the company and the management. Mga bagay na wala naman talagang pakialam ang client. Because at the end of the day, all
FUBU veinticinco
There are people who matters, and there are some who don't. Some people are significant, and some are irrelevant. Some chooses to be in the dark, alone and would not even care of anyone else except for themselves. And there are those who love the attention. The industry is filled with both these kind of people. One's who prefer being alone and the ones who prefer to be in the limelight. Just like Von. Von is one of those who's interests do not align with everyone else's. He's one of those who adores magazines rather than usual conversations with his colleague. He's been in the company for three years and yet, he still is invisible to everyone. His days always start the same way. He wakes up, cooks himself with the available noodles he have in stock, drinks his favorite cola and heads towards the office on time all the time. Von works like a bee everyday, in front of his assigned personal computer and stands up during his designated break schedules. He is the typical bee worke
FUBU veintiseis
"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
FUBU veintisiete
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
FUBU veintiocho
"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
FUBU veintinueve
"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
FUBU treinta
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
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