It's summer and I'm feeling the heat and the laziness of these days. Especially when I received texts from friends saying they're in some beach resort or just out of town. If green is the color of jealousy, what is the color of envy? Haha. And it doesn't help that I made a big booboo at work. Serious enough to merit an advisory on the website no less! My bosses are so kind. I don't think I deserve them. Though it's my first mistake here, I still feel weird about it. Incompetence has always been something I'm scared of committing.
I guess it's the routine. I'm so used to a life on the run. Like cutthroat dead or alive happenings in concerts or tv shows. In the corporate world, it's a verbal reprimand or a memo. And they do it ever so politely. I'm not sure how to react. But it's a wake up call for me. There's a phase in my job where I know the in's and out's already and I want a new challenge. I think here they want me to sell. Yes ladies and gentlemen, Sales. I'm gonna be a salesperson. Me, who took a summer job selling magazines but ended up getting the help of my mother (with oozing PR and God bless her wonderful soul) just to meet my quota. But now no one's gonna do the selling for me. I, who won't look people in the eye when I'm out in the streets and who won't greet people just for the heck of it..I need to ask a complete stranger to look at my product and convince him/her somehow to arrange for a meeting and then make follow ups. Arghhhhh...
I need a vacation! On my way to work, I'm near bus stations bound for provincial trips. I just wanted to hop in one of those and go away. Just for the day. With no luggage. No nothing. Just my everyday clothes and bag. And then I realized I have a son who will miss me..(I hope) and then I'm like, "Oh, I'm gonna save so I can bring Rye along"..