what happens in transition...

Two of my friends from way back changed jobs, rather, changed employers or moved to different industries, but does the same things they did for their entire career. Brack had the same experience last month when he left his job of six years but is now adjusted to his new environ. I hopped into the bandwagon and come Monday of next month will breakaway from the boundaries that kept me sober and firm for the last five and a half years. I am stepping-out of my comfort zone.

My lawyer-boss, whom I will still continue to work with as a contractor once I start my full time job at the other company, said I’ll be fine. A former boss who is my biggest fan when it comes to work said, I shouldn’t worry as I am good with everything. He said, I am like a Genie who gives him what he needs in a stroke of a lamp. I’d like to fill my head with their complements but I’ll be doing something I haven’t done in many years, despite it being my Bachelor’s. I’ll be learning (and need to catch up fast), two accounting application software.

Right now my subconscious is integrating my new position into the system. I’m having vivid dreams of invoices and financial statements.

piece of thought...

New York shoes

Last Tuesday I got off work 15 minutes later than usual, I rushed-out the elevator and my heels went tak tak tak tak as it touches the marble floors of Figueroa Tower’s famous Sky Lobby. I passed by a man and a woman both in power clothes, the guy turned his head towards me and said “Hmmm…New York Shoes.” I smiled and continued walking with the echo of my heels’ tak tak…I wanted to tell the guy my Kenneth Cole are not New York shoes, they are mother’s shoes (rushing home).

Power Dressing

Speaking of the man and the woman above, I admire men and women who power dress. I'd like to dress like them but my income restricts me…sad. I just dress within the confines of my salary level.

Power Eater

Speaking of power, I am a power eater. At home and at work, I eat fast. All you can eat buffet don’t count.

Tail-gaiters

I don’t like them. One afternoon as I approach the freeway entrance, a truck in front of me suddenly stopped, thanks to my courtesy, I was able to manage a smooth stop. The man behind stepped on his breaks, screeched his tires so loud, and left only a hair-thin space between my bumper and his. We were both stunned for a few seconds…then he maintained his distance.

desperate comment

I’m one of the 51, 830 people who signed the petition and I am one of the millions who think the one-paragraph apology by ABC is not enough to erase the impact of the unfounded derogatory remarks by Teri Hatcher’s character in one of Desperate Housewives’ episode. ABC claimed they are committed to present sensitive and respectful images of all communities in its programs. Obviously they don't practice their creed.