FREAKY FRIDAY

A week of turmoil has ended. And yet again, I am burnt-out. It it weren't for the people who got absent from work today, we should have been dancing and counting sheeps in the field. It was the total opposite. All of us spent our last day of work tending with customers with no educational background, who have not even attended college. Those who do not know the word please stored in their chicken brain. And believe me, cases today are the most unusual ones. Cases that I have not encountered in my entire stay here in this program.

Everything is just so wrong today. Except for my hair. My oh-so-lovely-hair that seems to have had so much praises, more so than those low-life beings who have won the Oscars. And who's complaining, I know it's hot. Burning like hell. Sweet. I guess it was blessing in disguise that I have made my curly hair so long to let it be styled like this. I so love it.

But aside from my good hairday, everything is just so screwed up. My pimple in my chin had grown so big it looked like a damn mini-face disguising as a pimple. Those idiots had grouped in throngs and asked for reinforcements that it had made it so much like a power-ranger robot stuck in my face. Good thing my hair gets to be noticed more than my nasty colossal pimple.

Aside from my pimple, I was late for work. I was so lazy I planned on skipping working. But my charlatan brain cells had decided that hey-go-to-work-it's-friday-no-calls-today! and poor me I believed them. Right after I got comfy with my seat, calls seem to just haunt me. And people with such behavoiral problems seem to know where I am. They find me like I have this LOSERS-THIS-WAY sign screaming at their faces. And there are no supervisors. How's that for a day, huh?

(Takes a deep breath)

Gees, this is so damn tiring. I so need love. And I don't know how to emphasis enough. Hahahaha!

FRESH FROM A DAY OFF

A lot had happened the last two days of my absence from work. The first instance was I was sick and the other day was my off. If you ask me, I'd rather spend my off outside the house than being bed-ridden, touching and wiping the sticky fluid off of my nose incessantly just isn't fun at all. That's just gross. That is just so not my turf.

Aside from being sick, there were quite a number of instances that made me euphoric. It is too soon to tell. :) But once everything is final, I will make sure that the whole world would know about it. Only my closest friends know about this yet and I am sure they are so damn giggling right now because not a lot were privileged enough for it. Hihihi.

As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours. It's actually quite true. Elaborating further would make me caught for the things that I should not be divulging early on. I just wish everything would turn out well. I hope. In God's time, I have faith.

RECUPERATING

I thought I couldn't come to work today since I have the worst contagious flu ever documented in history of me. Thanks to a liter of pineapple juice and three pieces of oranges I am a bit better now.

I swear I could barely breathe yesterday. Well, there had been remote instances when I feel that somebody is smothering me and putting something into my nicely-contoured nostrils, hehe. Each of my nostrils was clogged by a bubble waiting to be bursted. And I could not speak well. I sounded like I am a big walking harelip. Having bedroom voice is acceptable. But distorted speech like a drunk is a no, no.

I spent the entire day dealing with my predicament. Trying to recuperate, and at the same time, entertain calls with all out cheerfulness. Gees, no wonder call center agents sometimes end up in mental institutions for treatment. Schizophrenia. Paranoia. Dual Personality Disorder. Insomnia.

Good thing I have no work for tomorrow. I have all day to rest and recuperate. Too bad though I won't see the retards on the floor for that well-publicized Halloween Costume Party.

Bummer.

THE RAIN AND MY NOSE

The sudden pour of the rain had made my nose red today. Thanks to my itsy bitsy little black umbrella I got wet from the rain. And not to mention the strong wind that almost turned my umbrella an inverted mushroom.

This is just unfortunate. I got off to work thinking that the rain won't be as harsh since I waited for it to subside right before I left. But still, it got me. Just a few steps away from our door, the rain pelted hard on my oh-s0-frail umbrella. I could not go back, thinking it would stop any moment then. Yes, my theory was correct. It did stop, after I GOT WET. My so tiny toes got soaked and splashed from stepping on water holes strategically placed on the pavement. My pink shirt got wet from raindrops and the drizzles mixed with the wind. My fabric body bag was wet as well. I could not do anything but wait. And wait. And wait again.

The rain finally stopped. My body was shivering because of that cold darn weather. The hem of my jeans and my slippers were wet. Afraid to get leptospirosis from the water holes that my toes were soaked in, I decided to buy a bottle of alcohol to cleanse and prevent myself from getting future skin diseases. Who would have wanted fungi dwelling in between your toes? Or smelly feet? Shheeeesh. The minute I came to the office, I immediately did my cleanliness routine. Thinking that I weathered the rain, I was completely blindsided.

I started sneezing and water-like fluid just came dripping from my nose all of a sudden. My eyes were watery and I felt cold of a sudden. Darn it! I got a flu from that quick exposure! I hate it. I hate being sick. I hate being taken care of. I hate being bed-ridden. What I hate about it the most is the constant wiping of your nose til it gets red and get tired from doing it over and over again. Every second.

I hate to spoil Christmas but I hate it more when I get to be compared with Rudolph. I need to drink a lot of juices now, a lot of water and start getting medication. I have to be treated soon. I have to be better soon! If not for this darn rain, I would be jumping rope by now and helping out with the decoration in the office for halloween. Great. This is just great.