THAT'S WHAT I CALL myself. I would like to think of it that way. And some of my friends are grateful I am there to do a little rescuing when life seems to bore them.
It started back in college fresh off highschool, my cousin, Sonny, who was a Cadet came with a group of classmates who flocked the house every weekend. We had lady boarders so naturally, I would pair them up to my preference for every ball PMA had. I had to be careful in choosing each partner, though. Physical attraction, as tacky as it may sound, should always be in check. I also interview them first to see for myself how they fair in the dating game and I am keen in identifying personalities to make it a base for meeting people. After a couple of conversations, I then introduce the parties and see how they hit it off. So far, my track record is exceptional. And seeing their friendship evolve into a relationship gives me a natural high.
This year, I fulfilled a good deed for one of my best friends, Tina. I hooked her up with a friend of mine named Zoe. And they are out having drinks as I write this blog. So I give myself a mental pat on the back, they instantly clicked! I wanted to run my talent as a business because I know I would make good money out of it but the joy of playing cupid is priceless more than anything specially if you do it for people who needs to love and be loved. Would you like me to play cupid for you? :)
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Sunday, December 14, 2008
the "shoo-in"
I will be posting several blogs today as I've been slacking off for the last week. This one's appropriately titled due to a few silly but wondrous things along the way.
Monday. I entered Company XYZ for a walk-in and tried my luck. The reception area was huge and candy-colored like nursery. I scanned the room to see a lot of applicants dressed to the nines reviewing their CVs and looked at me for a brief second. I sat comfortably on the couch right after signing my name at the receptionist's desk. My hands were cold and clammy from nervousness. I just wanted to go home and curl up in bed. The confidence I had when I rode the cab, flew out of the window but I told myself, it's too late to go home, at least I tried should I fail this one.
My name was called and I was asked to take an accuracy test for dictation and typing, a girl named Keena smiled to calm me down. She said I was only allowed to have two errors on page.So in a matter of minutes, I was typing nervously while listening to the words of the voice-over. The page prompted that I had finished it and a message bubble appeared "10 errors on page"! Dear Lord! I failed. Keena approached me and shook her head apologetically: "I'm sorry but I cannot endorse you to the next step, you may reapply after four months", my heart fell to my shoes but.. as I got up, some sort of miracle happened.. Keena was standing beside me, ready to walk away, but she stayed,and she looked at me firmly, sighing, "Please wait at the lobby.", a glimmer of hope filled my heart but I didn't wanna entertain it because it might be some false hope she was giving out. Nearly all the applicants were done but they came out of the room, disappointed. "Was I the only one Keena believed in?" I muttered to myself.
Keena signaled me to the room and rubbed the mouse gently as she instructed me to re-take the test but this time, 50 wpm goal. Oh wow! I sat there looking at my computer with a vengeance, this time, typing with care ever so slowly and enjoying dictation like it were Typing 101. The verdict: 1 error on page, 53 wpm! Keena smiled triumphantly and said I was ready to take another exam before final interview. So I did my best and aced everything, I think I had my Oprah-Aha! moment when I finally received my job offer.
I texted Tina to say that I won the bet and she was treating me out to dinner. So I waited for her and I wanted to surprise J as well, but he wasn't replying to my messages. Oh well..
Me and Tina settled for Pancake House and she ordered like we didn't for days.. a hefty potato salad starter, chicken, hot roast, tuna mac, buttered toasts, spaghetti and tacos. As if that wasn't enough, we downed glass fulls of iced coffee beverages from Starbucks. I deserve this happy feeling. Thank you, Tina for sharing the joy of believing that I'm the one for the job.
Monday. I entered Company XYZ for a walk-in and tried my luck. The reception area was huge and candy-colored like nursery. I scanned the room to see a lot of applicants dressed to the nines reviewing their CVs and looked at me for a brief second. I sat comfortably on the couch right after signing my name at the receptionist's desk. My hands were cold and clammy from nervousness. I just wanted to go home and curl up in bed. The confidence I had when I rode the cab, flew out of the window but I told myself, it's too late to go home, at least I tried should I fail this one.
My name was called and I was asked to take an accuracy test for dictation and typing, a girl named Keena smiled to calm me down. She said I was only allowed to have two errors on page.So in a matter of minutes, I was typing nervously while listening to the words of the voice-over. The page prompted that I had finished it and a message bubble appeared "10 errors on page"! Dear Lord! I failed. Keena approached me and shook her head apologetically: "I'm sorry but I cannot endorse you to the next step, you may reapply after four months", my heart fell to my shoes but.. as I got up, some sort of miracle happened.. Keena was standing beside me, ready to walk away, but she stayed,and she looked at me firmly, sighing, "Please wait at the lobby.", a glimmer of hope filled my heart but I didn't wanna entertain it because it might be some false hope she was giving out. Nearly all the applicants were done but they came out of the room, disappointed. "Was I the only one Keena believed in?" I muttered to myself.
Keena signaled me to the room and rubbed the mouse gently as she instructed me to re-take the test but this time, 50 wpm goal. Oh wow! I sat there looking at my computer with a vengeance, this time, typing with care ever so slowly and enjoying dictation like it were Typing 101. The verdict: 1 error on page, 53 wpm! Keena smiled triumphantly and said I was ready to take another exam before final interview. So I did my best and aced everything, I think I had my Oprah-Aha! moment when I finally received my job offer.
I texted Tina to say that I won the bet and she was treating me out to dinner. So I waited for her and I wanted to surprise J as well, but he wasn't replying to my messages. Oh well..
Me and Tina settled for Pancake House and she ordered like we didn't for days.. a hefty potato salad starter, chicken, hot roast, tuna mac, buttered toasts, spaghetti and tacos. As if that wasn't enough, we downed glass fulls of iced coffee beverages from Starbucks. I deserve this happy feeling. Thank you, Tina for sharing the joy of believing that I'm the one for the job.
Friday, November 21, 2008
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