This Weekday Warrior Just Needed To Vent...
March 22, 2007...
Stress at the office reached a boiling point. Wanted to leave as early as lunch time. Drove off at the first possible opportunity. Met up with Joel over at CGG. The kilawing talaba, special barbeque and a bucket of St. Mike's somewhat calmed me down, but I knew I needed a more serious outlet. It was great to see Joel again, and catching up on each other's lives did me some good. Learned a lot of changes in my former place of employ as well as a few things about our common friends. Glad to know you and you're family's doing fine man.
We finished early and shortly after we parted ways, I drove on to Elbow Room in Metrowalk to play a few racks of 9-ball. Sadly, Emcee wasn't able to make it. But that didn't stop me. The weekday warrior in me just had to vent. So I gladly took my mind off work and focused on trying to make my first runout. Twice I was close to doing just that, but it didn't faze me. It will come to me eventually. I stayed there for something like close to an hour. Just took in the sights, enjoyed listening to the band playing in the background, and work on my game.
Ready to take on tomorrow again...
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March 23, 2007...
Got a call from my Boss over the cellphone. He talked to me for 27 minutes straight, kept me up to speed on what's caused me the unwarranted stress of yesterday and that I should not be worried about it. He wanted it to come from him of what he thinks of the whole issue on the question of my performance as well as the course of action that we're to take in the next couple of weeks. When shit hits the fan, the thought of your superiors backing you up is a good thing, something my previous job disappointingly lacked. Somehow, I felt a lot better.
Stress at the office reached a boiling point. Wanted to leave as early as lunch time. Drove off at the first possible opportunity. Met up with Joel over at CGG. The kilawing talaba, special barbeque and a bucket of St. Mike's somewhat calmed me down, but I knew I needed a more serious outlet. It was great to see Joel again, and catching up on each other's lives did me some good. Learned a lot of changes in my former place of employ as well as a few things about our common friends. Glad to know you and you're family's doing fine man.
We finished early and shortly after we parted ways, I drove on to Elbow Room in Metrowalk to play a few racks of 9-ball. Sadly, Emcee wasn't able to make it. But that didn't stop me. The weekday warrior in me just had to vent. So I gladly took my mind off work and focused on trying to make my first runout. Twice I was close to doing just that, but it didn't faze me. It will come to me eventually. I stayed there for something like close to an hour. Just took in the sights, enjoyed listening to the band playing in the background, and work on my game.
Ready to take on tomorrow again...
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March 23, 2007...
Got a call from my Boss over the cellphone. He talked to me for 27 minutes straight, kept me up to speed on what's caused me the unwarranted stress of yesterday and that I should not be worried about it. He wanted it to come from him of what he thinks of the whole issue on the question of my performance as well as the course of action that we're to take in the next couple of weeks. When shit hits the fan, the thought of your superiors backing you up is a good thing, something my previous job disappointingly lacked. Somehow, I felt a lot better.
posted by Kyuzo at 3:50 PM
1 Comments:
okay naman pala. recieving validation from your boss must feel a little bit like that scene in spider man where doc oc was gonna finish spidey off in the train... then the people huddled around to protect him. :D
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