Wow. I can't believe it's Friday already. The week just seemed to have whizzed past by.
Mitch treated me to lunch today, (Yay! Thanks Mitch.) and we talked about stuff like hot chocolate, ice cream, shrimp, relatives and how you shouldn't leave the table until everyone has finished eating. It was a good lunch.
Work has been fine, so far, maybe because I didn't see my boss for half of the week and I was able to do work-related things that he wouldn't probably let me do if he was around. Sometimes I get the feeling that he thinks I'm his secretary. Hm.
I learned a lot this week, most of them things I've seen and experienced many times before but haven't really paid attention to. Like
eating ice cream. I love ice cream. I don't love to eat it everyday, but the feeling is there when I do choose to have some. I like taking my time eating ice cream, taking small jabs with my spoon and savoring every tiny bite. So I was surprised to see that some people chew their ice cream. I don't mean chew like how you would normally (or what I perceive to be the usual way people who often eat ice cream do it) chew ice cream, it was more of like shove-in-your-mouth-like-porridge-and-chew-it-like-congee-with-bola-bola kind of chew. It was blasphemous. I was appalled at first, but afterwards I found it funny, and come to think of it, kind of sweet. Not everybody would chew ice cream and get a brain freeze just to be able to share it with you. So, thanks.
Another thing I learned, well not really learned but rather realized, was that
boys can be so cute when they have a crush on a girl. They act coy and look so sweet staring into their monitors when the girl goes in the room. On the other hand, some (supposedly) grown men try to um... get cozy with the girl they like, although not always in the physical sense. Maybe if they do that and they're 15 they'd look cute, but not when they're almost 40.
Some people find other people, especially girls, who tote a long/non-foldable umbrella most of the time weird. I wonder why. Those kinds of umbrellas outlast the foldable ones, they can stand strong winds, especially the kind that blows through the gaps between buildings in Katipunan. They can also double as instruments for fending off over-excited doggie pets when you come home and the lawn's muddy because of a recent downpour. But yes, long umbrellas can be a hassle sometimes. I've lost count over how many times I've startled people from accidentally dropping my umbrella in places like reception rooms, offices and hallways. My umbrella's also tripped one or two people and tapped over a score of them.
Even if the manager says the company is not imposing any dress code, it doesn't mean you can dress up like a student assistant who resides in a dormitory across town. But why the hell not? I asked beforehand, and as long as I don't appear at work looking like a hobo, I'm not violating any office rules. They can't make me go to work wearing heels and slacks! No! Not this year.
There you have it, a brief summary of my life since... two weeks ago. What can I say, my rebellious streak is manifesting itself, unfortunately for the company. Oh! I almost forgot. The president hinted this morning that we will be starting my
secret Java lessons soon. I haven't told him yet that I didn't learn a bloody thing in that certificate course and wished I attended my 日本語 classes instead. I have a lot of catching up to do if I want to save face. So I bid you farewell for now as I return to my Hamsters.