Archive for a waste of human capital
September 20, 2006 at 12:09 pm | Filed under a waste of human capital, breaking up the girl
I’m resigning. Soon.
Six months today. Hello, I’m Helga and I’m a regular employee, fully-entitled to all company benefits. And I can now make use of the six incentive leaves I’ve earned these past six months.
But I’m resigning. Even though I am highly promotable (I haven’t been late in weeks), as implied by my direct supervisor. Even though I’m kinda good at what I do. Even though I have made some good friends in this program.
I admit that a big contributor to this decision is the fact that I went crying-psycho in front of co-workers and bosses last Sunday. I have exerted a great deal of effort at keeping a low profile here at work: sure, everyone knows me, but only impersonally. You know: Helga— crazy and mean but a good girl, nonetheless? NOT drunken hysterical Helga who airs out her issues to everyfuckingone?
And, well, Branders is hiring and they pay a whole lot better than my current employer.
I have to get out.
September 4, 2006 at 12:44 pm | Filed under a waste of human capital, joyful girl, technicolor lover
My Saturday nights consist of Japanese food and a movie with Roel. Contrary to what it may seem, it’s actually quite fun. :lolol:
D and I never seem to spend our Saturday nights together. At first, I bitterly owed it to the fact that Saturday nights belong to the official girlfriend, and I have to make do with Fridays, Sundays, and some weekdays. DO YOU SEE HOW GREEDY I AM? Then again, maybe not. I mean, I get this evil sense of satisfaction knowing that he spends more time with me than her, but knowing that it’s her whom he brings to family dinners just cancels out that little victory. Helga 0; Girlfriend 1.
Oh. He didn’t see her the whole weekend, though. Or maybe he did, but he’s learned his lesson by now, and opted not to let me know :hmph:. Also, I realize that Saturday nights don’t necessarily translate to Girlfriend Nights; rather, they’re D Has A Life Outside Work And Helga Nights. :)
So anyway, my bed’s still broken. And I had to flip the mattress because D and I have done some damage to its springs, too.
He’ll be moving his things to Alabang this week. He’ll be an hour and a half away from me now, instead of just fifteen minutes :(.
FUUUUCK, I just closed a 10-liner! :woohoo: I’ve been working on that sale for FIVE fucking hours— TOES and it’s system issues.
Happy D thought for the day:
<3 I love his arms (typical macho man arms, haha--- muscled and strong, the size of half my thigh? :P). They make for good hugging, good carrying, good biting, and good sleeping. Yes, the man hogs my pillows and I have to get by by snuggling into his armpit, my head and a hand resting on his bicep.
August 24, 2006 at 10:48 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, bitchin' a ride, technicolor lover
RAVE: Jen and Niel got married last Sunday. No photos yet (besides, I looked horrible in my yellowgreen and yellow bridesmaid’s gown), since none of us brought a camera. So we have to wait three weeks to get the pictures from the hired photographer.
JEN DEVERA-OCAMPO, WOOHOO! :woohoo: I love that bitch, she was so gorgeous beautiful in her wedding dress.
BITCH: So D has been promoted to TOIC/Team Leader. He’s been off the phone for almost a month, having been “promoted” to Sales Coach when Project Phoenix launched last August 1. Now he’s permanently off taking calls AND OFF THE FLOOR— the Makati site floor, that is. Yep, he’s moving locations, too. eTelecare is opening another site down south in Alabang and our account is opening 100 seats over there. Lots of people from the Makati site transferring, lots of new people coming in. I don’t wanna move back down south. I grew up there, after all. I’ve been living in the city for more than four years now and I have no plans on going back to the suburbs. :P
He got promoted last Monday, and he’s been in the Leadership Development Program (over at the Libis site) since. I’m happy for him— he’s been wanting this promotion for the longest time. But. I told him that I needed time to let the fact that I’m never gonna see him on the floor ever again sink in. He told me that “you will, trust me, you will.” Let’s see.
MOAN: Because my August sucks, I’m a candidate for Project Phoenix/Titan’s Performance Improvement Program. My running unit conversion rate is 2 percent off the goal, and I have one week to get out of the candidate list. If my performance and sales don’t pick up, I go into Phoenix for one month. If I still don’t improve, I’m fired.
Now this sucks. I used to be a highflyer back in my old team (Mnemosyne), so I don’t know where I went wrong. BAH. :hmph:
D: Why the hell are you in PIP?
Helga: I’m in the running for PIP and my TL didn’t even inform me?
D: I don’t want to see you in PIP, okay, I just want to see you hehe.
The pressure is on to make those sales, and I hate being pressured.
August 15, 2006 at 3:38 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, bitchin' a ride, breaking up the girl
This sucks this sucks this sucks. My schedule for work changes again next week. I’ll be in the 4am to 1pm shift.
D’s in the 7pm to 4am shift.
It’s been a convenient past two weeks, having the same shift as him. AND NOW! AND NOW! I dreaded this would happen. He was like, “Nah, it won’t” the first time I brought it up. AND NOW! AND NOW!!!
I asked my superviosr if I can stay in the 7pm to 4am shift still. But it’s gonna be complicated and stuff, so I’ll be getting preferred days off/rest days instead. ARGH!!!
HOW TO MAKE THIS WORK!!!
:cry:
August 11, 2006 at 3:44 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, the internets
Ironically, I was thinking about Vox yesterday morning, before going to sleep. It definitely felt like I was the only one without an account, having seen Vox threads with several pages on Bebedawl and XXX.
(On an unrelated note, I’m about to smash my fucking Avaya phone against my goddamn monitor because we’re having system issues AGAIN. Every godforsaken day, we have system issues. It wouldn’t be such a big fucking deal if I were still hitting my daily sales goal— but I haven’t, not for this past week. SO IT FUCKING MAKES ME ANGRY BECAUSE I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF PROCESSING TWO SALES AND OUR NEXTEL SYSTEM DECIDES TO FUCK THE FUCK UP AND I’VE HAD MY CUSTOMER ON HOLD FOR 30 MINUTES NOW. I can’t afford to lose these 2 sales.)
So anyway. I finally gave in and asked for a Vox invite (thanks, hoochie).
http://lick.vox.com
Maybe I’ll turn it into a private sex blog :P
And yay, I closed the sale.
Hi, my name's Helga Weber and welcome to my personal site. I'm 23. My first socio-political scandal will happen at the age of 35 and will include men, sushi, an African country, and lots of money. My lover is the greatest. 
