Neko

Today I came home past 5am. A few hours after the end of shift. I mentioned in a former post [read here] how my work, colleagues and the over-all ambiance of my work was so fun.. but today, a bad news slightly shook us, well half of us that is.

Due to our new campaign (or project), the floor was basically divided to two groups, to form a friendly competitive feel intended to add up our production for a day. We were having fun during calling, however difficult others see it, for one, I am with the group with the higher number of complete calls. But aside from that, some of us played a game to wake the sleepy and the bored, diverting our slowly-turning-to-zombie minds a.k.a. “compulsory-insomnia” from listening to voice mail boxes and disconnected lines.

When somebody whispers “this means war” it meant, somebody threw the first pencil eraser or a small rolled up pinch-size of paper. We had invented a war game! hehe… sneaking up miniature cannon balls over the cubes of callers. Unsuspecting or anticipating it, hitting the face, the forehead, or on cross-eyed throws: hitting nothing but the table or the floor! ha! at least it was an ice-breaker. And when someone completed a call we all threw him our “cannon balls”. It’s all against each other! Soldier against soldier! ha!! (well, ok, only about 5 of us from the same group) And on the first day, a couple of hours before the end of shift, 2 from the other group joined in. It was like this for only a few days til now. Yeah, so “high school” huh. And when it’s break time, we call it a “ceasefire”.

And yep, we know there are cameras looming over us, who cares! we have more complete calls, there is nothing to protest about. And one would only do it if he is sleepy or sees another who is.

But today, one ’soldier’ met his contract’s end. He didn’t pass the final evaluation and after 6 months with us, he didn’t become a regular employee.

He was a good man. He was helpful and a friend you can really count on, even outside the office. A foolish-romantic but loyal, both to his girl, and to his friends. Too bad for the company I know they just lost a good caller. But not too bad for him, for it opens new doors for opportunity, maybe he’ll even get that music break he always wanted! Who knows!

“One man down, a good soldier out”

But here is a salute to his integrity as a friend, a colleague and a soldier.
Goodbye Brother! We will miss you and your crazy cool antics!

And a few days from now, a new batch of colleagues will have their evaluation. I wish them the best!

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note: during my absence in the blogsphere, I too underwent that evaluation, and luckily, I passed. So here I am, assured to have no nights at home except on weekends. (meaning no free internet connection after midnight - sniif especially now that my moogie*.* is back at his homebase) Oh well, at least I got a raise! Tho still, I’d rather talk to him. OK, now that’s another story.