Conversations with Madama

The Friday after I dragged Dexter along to my high school 'kada gimmick, I talked to a former boss whom I'll dub as "Madama". I don't know whether I'd be pleased or irked or super kilig at what he said that day. Here's bits and pieces of our IM conversation (pagtiyagaan niyo ang thread at malalaman niyo kung bakit kailangan isingit si Dexter sa introduction):

[13:46] Madama: (I've missed the pink!)
[13:46] Madama: (I've tried to get Max to type in pink, but he won't)
[13:46] Madama: We were talking about you just the other day...
[13:46] ulzzanghailie: really?
[13:46] ulzzanghailie: what did you talk about? hmmn...
[13:46] Madama: Had a team building retreat, and we were imagining what it would've been like had you been there. LOL
[13:47] Madama: You woulda been crazy.
[13:47] ulzzanghailie: I've tried to get Max to type in pink, but he won't -->haha! good luck on that one. XD
[13:47] ulzzanghailie: you betcha! haha...Gino said he really wanted me (and Jex) to come
[13:47] ulzzanghailie: he was asking if i had any background on facilitating
[13:47] ulzzanghailie: haha!
[13:48] Madama: THAT would've went over well. LOL
[13:48] ulzzanghailie: true, true.
[13:48] ulzzanghailie: it's so sad you were not at their team building...
[13:48] ulzzanghailie: you should've been there...
[13:48] Madama: I know.
[13:48] Madama: I hope to make the next one in about 6 months.
[13:49] Madama: I would've just been a distraction for the first one anyways.
[13:49] Madama: Believe me, when I'm in Manila, we're soooo going out.
[13:49] ulzzanghailie: yeah!!!
[13:49] ulzzanghailie: i'll look forward to that!
[13:49] ulzzanghailie: i know the places we can go to.
[13:49] Madama: Me too! But I have a feeling I won't remember much of it.
[13:49] ulzzanghailie: haha! why not?
[13:50] Madama: Because I've heard you're a party girl... not sure how vicious rumors like that get started.
[13:50] ulzzanghailie: what?! who said that?
[13:50] Madama: Psh, you know it's true.
[13:50] ulzzanghailie: i party...but, i'm a "controlled" party girl (whatever that means)
[13:50] ulzzanghailie: haha
[13:51] Madama: Sure, sure. LOL
[13:51] ulzzanghailie: LOL

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[13:51] ulzzanghailie: speaking of going out, I was out with Dexter last week
[13:51] ulzzanghailie: +ssh+
[13:52] Madama: No way!!!!
[13:52] Madama: Like, as in, a date???
[13:52] ulzzanghailie: Yes way...
[13:52] ulzzanghailie: Like, as in, a date??? -->I don't know if it was a date...
[13:52] ulzzanghailie: but we went to a bar and just...talked
[13:52] Madama: That. Is so. Not right.
[13:52] Madama: Had you talked to him since you left?
[13:53] ulzzanghailie: we just send each other SMS once in awhile
[13:53] Madama: Can I tell you how bizarre I find that?
[13:53] ulzzanghailie: go ahead...
[13:53] ulzzanghailie: (0.0)?
[13:53] Madama: I find that bizarre.
[13:53] Madama: There.
[13:53] Madama: LOL
[13:53] ulzzanghailie: LOL
[13:53] ulzzanghailie: no explanation or anything?!?
[13:53] ulzzanghailie: haha
[13:54] Madama: Well...
[13:54] Madama: I mean, I slightly remember that when Dexter and **** (I edited out the name and didn't even bother to think of a code - but if I'll replace this name with a code, it will be a compound word of seven letters starting with A and ending in E) first started up over there, Dexter thought you were pretty hot and all.
[13:54] Madama: But after a while, he just had nothing good to say about you and was constantly on your ass.
[13:54] Madama: And even after the floors split, he was on MY ass to be on YOUR ass, constantly.
[13:55] Madama: Or maybe, he was just noticing things because he was using the cams to watch YOU.
[13:55] Madama: So it's bizarre.
[13:55] ulzzanghailie: I mean, I slightly remember that when Dexter and **** first started up over there, Dexter thought you were pretty hot and all. -->and where did this come from? haha..
[13:56] Madama: It was like "oh em gee, how long were you watching Karen to get a snapshot of her skirt going higher than regulation, or having her shoes off, etc".
[13:56] ulzzanghailie: i thought it was **** who was on your ass to be on my ass?
[13:56] Madama: Well, ****'s on everyone's ass.
13:56] ulzzanghailie: well, yeah...
[13:56] Madama: But as far as "I saw Karen doing this..." it was Dexter.
[13:56] Madama: (Don't you DARE tell him I told you any of this!!)
[13:56] ulzzanghailie: tsk, tsk...
[13:57] ulzzanghailie: (Don't you DARE tell him I told you any of this!!) -->LOL. sure..it will be our *little* secret
[13:57] Madama: It better be! LOL
[13:57] ulzzanghailie: LOL
[13:57] Madama: Was he flirting on your un-date?
[13:58] Madama: (But yeah, I remember him specifically mentioning you as one of the hot Filipino girls that had taken a job... you were in the very first batch of hirings, weren't you?)
[13:58] ulzzanghailie: uhm, i honestly don't know! (bops self in the head)
[13:58] Madama: Do you care? LOL
[13:58] ulzzanghailie: LOL. I don't
[13:58] ulzzanghailie: haha!
[13:58] ulzzanghailie: yeah, i think i was on the first batch...
[13:59] Madama: You were a founder!
[13:59] ulzzanghailie: or was that second? because i came in a month after rica et. al came in
[13:59] Madama: Ohhh...
[13:59] Madama: Maybe you were.
[13:59] ulzzanghailie: You were a founder! -->no i wasn't haha! that would have to be chris and rica and maricar
[13:59] Madama: But yeah, I find the Dexter thing oh-so-hilarious.
[13:59] ulzzanghailie: LOL
[13:59] ulzzanghailie: me too...in some ways.
[14:00] Madama: I didn't think you liked him in the least.
[14:00] Madama: (Granted, you didn't like anyone who made you do things you didn't want to do, but... LOL )
[14:00] ulzzanghailie: i used to have a HUGE crush on him!
[14:00] ulzzanghailie: i even made a blog bout him. LOL
[14:01] ulzzanghailie: and. uh.
[14:01] Madama: What?!?
[14:01] ulzzanghailie: i was actually the one who asked him out. *blush*
[14:01] Madama: Just an entry, or an entire blog? LOL
[14:01] ulzzanghailie: oh, just an entry
[14:01] Madama: You DO care!!!
[14:01] ulzzanghailie: haha
[14:02] Madama: Who else knows that you went on a date? LOL
[14:02] ulzzanghailie: LOL! Mabie, of course
[14:02] ulzzanghailie: and perhaps she's told Max and Gino as well...
[14:02] Madama: Oh well, then everyone knows.
[14:02] Madama: LOL
[14:02] ulzzanghailie: they've all been rooting me to ask Dexter out
[14:02] ulzzanghailie: *out
[14:02] ulzzanghailie: Oh well, then everyone knows -->LOL!!!
[14:02] Madama: That's so bizarre.
[14:03] Madama: You're such a goofball. Go find someone taller!
[14:03] ulzzanghailie: haha!!
[14:03] ulzzanghailie: i will...
[14:04] ulzzanghailie: besides, that was just one un-date..

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[14:07] Madama: Oh... I guess I never realized YOU were so short, so I guess Dexter works. LOL
[14:07] Madama: You're an inch away from medical midgetry!
[14:08] ulzzanghailie: that's the typical Filipina height!
[14:08] Madama: Really?
[14:08] ulzzanghailie: yeah...

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Another IM conversation with Madama led me to showing him this video of mine. At sa comment na ito, eh tunay naman akong natuwa:

[13:31] Madama: BTw, I was just watching it again and the hubby (who knows you enough because I've talked about you) said "She is a very pretty girl, tho."

Haha. Woohoo!


Feeling: lito sa modules na ginagawa
Lost in: The Female Eunuch Germaine Greer
All ears: Hiling Paramita

Having fun at work

Ok. Hailie was not necessarily booted out of her previous work. Her countdown to bumhood was actually pointless because TAPE decided to renew her contract. The problem is, she didn't want to renew the contract anymore. The work was fun. In fact, Hailie thought it was something she really wanted to do. But then, after some serious soul-searching (which must have stretched a week, no thanks to her imediate supervisor's insistence that she stay with the company and this very tempting offer to be an accent and conversational English coach at a call center in far-flung Novaliches), she realized that she'd rather opt for some office job where there's more security and where she can enjoy benefits and the possibility of a yearly increase (that is, if she can actually stay in job for years).

So after some job applications, Hailie landed herself a job as a module writer-slash-editor. The job is turning out to be tedious in that the boss's mind keep on changing from time to time but it is sprinkled with that kangaragan that keeps Hailie alive.

Besides, editing the old modules provides her with some classic, unexpected fits of laughter (na minsan ay kailangan pigilan dahil she's surrounded by teachers talking really slowly to Korean students). Take this module for example:

Can anybody say racist? And, pinkish color? Yellowish? Yet nothing beats "Are you happy with your skin color?" Haha!

And there's another one. The JPEG file has been edited though. But what appeared on the PowerPoint presentation that I needed to edit sure was hilarious:

I can't wait to edit more of the modules. I have a feeling I'll stumble upon more of these comic gems.

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The reason Hailie had a hard time looking for a new job was because she cannot let go of her teaching stint (yes, she's been teaching - and she's finding it a really worthwhile career path). The thing is, she's just not yet ready to nosedive into full-time teaching, which is why she has not decided to focus full force on this particualr vocation.

Anyways, Hailie has another funny kuwento. This time about her teaching. When a dear friend of mine tells Hailie before about getting kilig when her students compliment her, Hailie sort of doesn't understand. But now she does. Because it sure was flattering reading this on a student's activity paper:

I love girl wear stripe blouse with necklace of slipper.

...which was exactly what Hailie was wearing the day the activity was done. It would have been doubly-flattering had the "profession of love" been constructed in a grammatically-correct sentence. Haha!

Anyways, I've been dilly-dallying from work for a long time now. Gotta go back to looking busy.
Toodles!

Feeling: like a rakstar

Lost in: The Female Eunuch Germaine Greer

All ears: Tuloy ang Ikot ng Mundo Dicta License

Getting too old to party? (a.k.a. mabenta talaga ako sa Indians)

Dahil sa naudlot na coffee bonding with Jex, Rem, and Chochi last Thursday (buwisit na curfew 'yan - wasn't Thursday such an overkill?), I woke up Friday morning wanting to stay out super late. I was already feeling malas kasi lahat ng inaya kong samahan ako sa balak kong magpa-umaga sa daan ay hindi puwede when dear Barrie sent me an SMS: "Bebe, are you free tonight? Wanna meet for coffee?"

Sakto.

And the good thing is we've been trying to meet each other for the past months but something always comes up. And sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay natuloy din kami mag-kape. Bitbit ko din si Olai because apparently, ayaw din niya umuwi agad. And so Hailie, Barrie, and Olai met at Seattle's Best The Block (it was my first time there, would you believe? Antagal ko na palang hindi napapadpad sa may gawing SM North...). Ms Ria(ganda) was also there and it was nice to bond with her - biruin mong co-worker ko siya sa Magister but it was only now that we really got the chance to talk (the first and only time we saw each other was during my orientation).

When Ms Ria left at around 12mn, Hailie, Barrie, and Olai were not yet ready to go. And so they trooped to McDonald's T. Morato for late dinner and fries, fries, and more fries (yes, I'm near the Super Size Me status...haha). We stayed there until 2am and somehow, bitin pa din kami. We all just had an early Saturday and needed to really go home.

It's always a pleasure meeting these friends of mine. Because. Alam na naming tatlo 'yun. *winks*

Anyhoo, it was during this particular coffee date that a night out was decided upon. And so the night of December 1, we partied the night away.

The four of us (Barrie, Ms Ria, Olai, and I) started the night at Blue Onion, Eastwood. And we were, uhm, surprised (and disappointed) that the crowd was really young. But the music was kinda great and we had two bottles of beer each so we decided to stay anyways. When the eight bottles of beer have been downed and the music turns to an RNB-ish mix of Thanks for the Memories (believe me, it was not good), we went to Guilly's near the ABS-CBN compound. The plsce was jam-packed with people and we were asked to wait before we can get in. Since we're pretty sure that it will take awhile before we can get a spot inside and that if ever we do get inside we'll have a hard time breathing, we decided to head over to Formula T. Morato.

The entrance was a cheap Php100 (which comes with one beer) and the music was pretty nice. The crowd is still a bit too young for us but what the heck, we wanted to burn the dance floor so we danced.

I got tired too easily though. Which is weird. Because I used to be indefatigable in the dance floor. And let's just say, after three hours of dancing, I suddenly felt like na-achieve ko na 'yung purpose ko. And biglaan eh ayoko nang sumiksik sa dance floor - partially na din because of the "weird" smell of the Formula Bar dance floor (read: body sweat + onion = yuck). Suddenly, it dawned on me: matanda na ako!!! I still will always go back to craving the call of the dance floor. But if before it's something that I just have to do weekly, ngayon now I'll only be heeding to the call just because I'm with good company and because I really, really wanna dance.

I bet most of you will be wondering about the "mabenta talaga ako sa Indians" part of my title. Ganito kasi 'yun. Ilang beses na din akong nalapitan ng Indians. The most famous kuwento would have to be the one where this old Indian guy approached me at McDonald's, offering me a job. After an initial interview, tinext niya ako about a final interview: 1am. Not bad, with the slew of call centers that invite applicants for interviews at ungodly hours. But this one was really dubious. Why? Venue of interview: Indian's condo. Hmmn.

Anyways, the fact that I'm always approached by Indian guys out of the blue has been established. At talaga namang sa dami ng tao sa Formula bar at sa siksikan ng dance floor eh Indian pa din ang nakaisip na makisayaw sa'kin neh? Kasi ang ata na si Karen, dumeretso sa dance floor, thinking that Ms Ria and barrie are at her heels. Haha...nagulat ako na mag-isa lang akong sumugod sa dance floor. Keber. Sumayaw ako. Mag-isa. Not for long. Maya-maya ay may mga kamay nang nakalinkis sa tiyan ko (yes, sa TIYAN ko!!!). And erm. The hands belonged to someone who must have been dancing for quite sometime in that packed dance floor. And perhaps eh nabuhay din siyang ngumangata ng sibuyas. Because he smelled badly of that combination. All together now: yuck. At kahit na gusto ko 'yung kantang tumutugtog, humiwalay ako kay Indian guy, with a lame, "I need a drink." But really. I needed a drink.

Hay naku. Bakit ba 'yung mga kamay na gusto kong humalay sa'kin, hindi ako hinahalay?!?!

Anyways, that's why the next time I went to the dance floor ay bitbit ko na si Olai. Naging buffer ko (at ni Ms Ria) siya that night.

Side kuwento: Panalo si Ms Ria. Sabi niya 'dun sa isang batang gustong makipagsayaw sa kanya, "Do you want me to smack you in the face?" Haha! Winner. Magamit nga sa susunod...

We capped the night (err...morning? As we left Formula at 4:30-5 am!!!) with snacks at the nearby 7-11 and breakfast at Kalye Juan (where a really cute drunk guy was also eating with his barkada - Barrie and I attempted to take his picture but failed. And sa kakatitig ko ay hindi gumana ng maayos ang utak ko tapos eh hindi ko ma-shoot 'yung tubig na iniinom ko sa bibig ko - straight from the baso to my lap. 'Wa poise! Haha!)

That was such a fun night! Mostly because I was with a fun company. 'Til next time, guys.


Feeling: Pensive
All ears: Like A Virgin Incubus
Lost in: The Female Eunuch Germaine Greer