the perfect workday

how i wish every workday is just like today. or should i say tonight since i am on night shift. hehe.

i just passed certifications – that’s when someone grades your calls – and right now i am being paid to do nothing. literally. i am just here, wasting SGS electricity and bandwidth as well as my time. sigh. i should be at home. asleep.

but then it’s cool once i think of how much each hour costs. plus the night differential.

sometimes i’m still surprised that i am actually on this job. something i never thought i’d do. something that is so far from what i have labored years in college for. but here i am.

doing nothing.

as if this could go on forever. next week, tomorrow maybe, the real work world begins. the real taking in of calls.

it’s kind of funny because most customers are really inept when it comes to computers. sometimes i wonder why they even bother with the thing. but then again i just think that without them i would have no job and as such i am able to pull out from the depths of my soul immeasurable patience in dealing with them. imagine having to navigate oldies through the computer. “please click on the start button, the one that looks like a sphere or a globe and located on the lower left corner of your screen” did you get it? hehe.

oh well. the job pays. the job is promising (yeh promotion!) and i am here.

and my certification yesterday really went well. as in absolutely well.

i am happy. absolutely.

and now, i get to tambay and be paid for it.

hope this lasts forever – every working day.

wishful thinking.

Author: elleica

Jesus Lover. Writer. Blogger. Biologist turned marketer. Child of Learning. Thrill Seeker. I long for my next adventure.

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