I've been meeting my former officemates around Makati, not intentionally but as a matter of coincidence, - I just happen to be at the exact place at the exact same time they are. I've seen three of them already: our hired help Mang Lups, our admin Ms. Baby and our accounting personnel, Ms. Nymphs. I greeted them with a warm smile and a cheerful hello when our paths had crossed. These are some of the people at that office who were somehow, someway had become near and dear to me. But although meeting them had been nice, it also brought another feeling - loneliness... Loneliness of the past, of what had been lost and what had been a painful experience for me. To tell the truth, I never truly felt right at home at my former office, I never ever felt as if I belonged and every night when I go to bed, I always wished the sun would not rise because another morning meant I had to once again drag my feet to go to work. Public relations was a good job, it would have been a good career to pursue but I don't think it's the right job for me. Anyhow it's all in the past. Still... I'd rather not meet the head honchos I worked with. I don't think I'm that ready yet to face them no matter how my Dad says "What's the big deal? There's nothing to be ashamed of or scared of. Hold your head up high because you have a new job now, another employer who has given you the opportunity to prove what you can do." Well I'm not that tough just yet. I'm just not so God, dear God, please don't let me meet them just yet unless of course they'd like to become my client and they'll buy from me. Hehehe.
What? It's my job you know. I'm in sales now and everyone is a potential prospect. Maybe you guys are looking for corporate and promotional giveaways - contact me! Ahahaha. I so enjoy this new job even if I do bring a lot of heavy items for presentation to a client which always makes me look "wa-poise". I am determined to succeed.