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Wednesday, June 11, 2014

A Year After

My  living room a year after.
Wow! Time runs too fast. I had been at the condo I am sharing with my niece for a year now.  I remember I had a little difficulty looking for a place last year. I was determined to leave the previous apartment due to some repairs to be done. The owner is unable to provide me with time frame as to when the repairs could get done.  Uh, oh, I thought to myself, I cannot take chances.  The roof leaks when rain comes, too risky for my computer and my television.  No one so far had invented a water proof computer and water proof television.

My living room right after the move last year. 
Thanks goodness internet was invented. I searched for a place to move. I had to look for a place closer to the apartment to avoid exorbitant fees when I hire mover. The first apartment I found was walking distance. I called the number posted on website.   I was a day late. Someone called the owner, a day before I did. The new tenant paid the deposit and one month advance, signed the contract of lease. Moving is not easy. I had to look for a place I feel safe, accessible to rides, and not too costly. Finally, I found one and called for appointment. The accommodating agent was glad to tour me around.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Busy Bee


It rained last Friday night at around seven in the evening. I guess some employees from day time work stayed late at their office for a while. It was to elude from getting wet. I went to the place I used to wait for a ride, one and a half hour earlier. It takes only fifteen minutes from same waiting area to get to the office.

Surprise! Hordes of people waiting to get a ride!!! The line was too long!

I decided not to line up with them and looked for a taxi to take me to work. Double unfortunate events, there was no taxi passing by without heads at the back or beside the driver seat. I sent text message to my team captain I will be late for my training. 1 arrived at the office an hour late. I used to stand up or asked questions to the training officer to keep myself awake. 

Cups of coffee did not work. The training concluded at seven in the morning, Saturday. We enjoyed boxes of pizza and a cake from our colleagues who celebrated their birthday during the training.

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