A text message:
“Do you have any plans this week end?”
I will be working, I thought and close my phone… it’s 10 minutes to 7 in the evening, I noted, I was standing in front of The Sandwich Guy in Eastwood, with a smoke and my new Girbaud bag and a black ensemble—black shirt, black pants—white belt and ultimately: pink chuck taylor… my shift starts at 7:30…
This is breakfast… Saturday: HBLT from sandwich guy and coffee. Sunday: Bagel with cream cheese and coffee from Country Style. Monday: 3 classic krispy cream glazed doughnut and coffee. Tuesday: KFC twister and nestle fresh milk. Wednesday: Roastbeef sandwich from The Sandwhich Guy and nestle fresh milk. I spend too much on breakfast, considering I have lunch through the concessioner at the pantry, 50 pesos… I eat on my desk, as I set up my system for the night manila time, the day US time… no calls yet in the first 2 hours… the sun is just starting to shine Eastern… I read scripts from http://www.imsdb.com, this week, I read Erin Brokovich andSex and the City Movie script…
I have not seen Y for the whole week…
I hardly noticed…
Javi is all over though… he was one of the replacements at my former team at the hardware department, he just got back from leave… ultimately, all he was to me is friend to Gelo and I keep noting my urge to ask about him… No, I didn’t… but someone is asking about me… or so, say Tita Tina… “Did I owe him money?” I joked… then remembered, perhaps it was Allan…
She caught me waiting for the lift, I was on my way home, she said someone from the program where she came from… and the only guy I know from that program is Allan, she said not him, “Not Abanco…” Intriguing... a secret admirer…? All I know is that I don’t owe anyone any money... The next day, I had 11 calls, no sale…
It is the only thing I got going… it is the only thing exciting in my life now… making sale, not even sex… I was on my toes…
He sat next to me the following day, the sales coach… was about the barge in my call… “What, one day I don’t make a sale, I get couching to learn how to?”
“Just here to learn your best practice…”
Smooth talker, it may work to some, perhaps even to my pretty supervisor… but not to me… I don’t like his lips… he is cute, but I can’t get pass his lips… and there is no secret… I am just extremely lucky lately… and that luck struck again, as he was there listening to my call, I made the first of my two sales that day…
“Do you have any plans this week end?”
I will be working, I thought and close my phone… it’s 10 minutes to 7 in the evening, I noted, I was standing in front of The Sandwich Guy in Eastwood, with a smoke and my new Girbaud bag and a black ensemble—black shirt, black pants—white belt and ultimately: pink chuck taylor… my shift starts at 7:30…
This is breakfast… Saturday: HBLT from sandwich guy and coffee. Sunday: Bagel with cream cheese and coffee from Country Style. Monday: 3 classic krispy cream glazed doughnut and coffee. Tuesday: KFC twister and nestle fresh milk. Wednesday: Roastbeef sandwich from The Sandwhich Guy and nestle fresh milk. I spend too much on breakfast, considering I have lunch through the concessioner at the pantry, 50 pesos… I eat on my desk, as I set up my system for the night manila time, the day US time… no calls yet in the first 2 hours… the sun is just starting to shine Eastern… I read scripts from http://www.imsdb.com, this week, I read Erin Brokovich and
I have not seen Y for the whole week…
I hardly noticed…
Javi is all over though… he was one of the replacements at my former team at the hardware department, he just got back from leave… ultimately, all he was to me is friend to Gelo and I keep noting my urge to ask about him… No, I didn’t… but someone is asking about me… or so, say Tita Tina… “Did I owe him money?” I joked… then remembered, perhaps it was Allan…
She caught me waiting for the lift, I was on my way home, she said someone from the program where she came from… and the only guy I know from that program is Allan, she said not him, “Not Abanco…” Intriguing... a secret admirer…? All I know is that I don’t owe anyone any money... The next day, I had 11 calls, no sale…
It is the only thing I got going… it is the only thing exciting in my life now… making sale, not even sex… I was on my toes…
He sat next to me the following day, the sales coach… was about the barge in my call… “What, one day I don’t make a sale, I get couching to learn how to?”
“Just here to learn your best practice…”
Smooth talker, it may work to some, perhaps even to my pretty supervisor… but not to me… I don’t like his lips… he is cute, but I can’t get pass his lips… and there is no secret… I am just extremely lucky lately… and that luck struck again, as he was there listening to my call, I made the first of my two sales that day…
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