I can only wish to be a barista, but no. I had to escape the office, because if had not, I wouldn't have been productive as I was.
And get this, I was not as productive as I hoped, and I was pretty much calculating that productivity rate, or better yet un-productivity on the what would have been.
So Sir Loge, I was not lying when I said I'd go out of the office earlier to "work". I circumstance-ially missed out the part of "going home".
And Daddy, I did not lie when I texted you earlier that I will be working overtime. I semi circumstance-ially missed out the part though that it be at Starbucks, hehe.
Sooo....
I sit alone in the corner... where there's an outlet, I paid no heed to people who have literally come and gone. And... I paid no heed whether my singing was part of that equation. Yes, I was singing. Can I evil chuckle on that? Haaa :D
So here are some tips I'd like to share with you if your "office", which should have been THE venue for you to work, feels like a roomful of people who can physically and virtually poke you to ask of something and everything, which will make you want to cry.... STARBUCKS!
So here goes:
1. Reason out with your boss.Make him understand that you have already delivered the items that he asked you. Although there is one thing that you were not able to do, tell him he has also one thing that he was not able to do! You have to smile while doing this, of course.
2. When you're at Starbucks, order Sausage and Onion Quiche. This will keep you running when you consume 7 hours of Starbuck's electricity.
3. Order Coffee Jelly. No reasons attached to this.
4. Bring with you headphone. You will likely end up eavesdropping on other people, if not forced to eavesdrop on their woes about the world, if you don't.
5. Get something singing in that headphone, otherwise your attempt on number 4 will be uhm, stupid? You can occasionally swing your head up and down to drown any people's doubts if you're just being uhm, stupid.
6. Sing Cattski's songs. :) You have to be sitting at the corner for this. As you'll pay no heed to people who'll be coming and going, just hope they will equally be paying no heed to you.
So I'd say working at Starbucks is not so bad, at all.
My special thanks goes to Grace H. Bautista. What medium productivity I have had, would have been nipped off to small productivity without the help on that screen layout.
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ONE VOTE! To keep the nation's best doctors Architects Nurses Teachers Engineers Innovators Rebuilding the nation Piece by piece, ONE VOTE! That will help our country rise from the ashes And be the Pearl of the Orient once again A people of pride, of dignity, and of peace The change we want may not happen right away But what matters is that We make a step towards it If not us, then who? If not now, when?
I'm voting It's our time now LET'S DO THIS! We can do this Fight! We can do something about it We have the power to make that change! So what do you say?
I am an eavesdropper, occasionally, or most especially when my attention is piqued.
One of my bosses is among that particular attention-piquing interest I have had. More often than not, I can not help but eavesdrop when it comes to him.
Well, not that you can blame me. We have no walls and partitions whatsoever here in the office. And yes, you can't miss his voice. Should I add a natural baritone amplifier?
In the occasion that he roars, it would most likely be...
...one, because he's busy giving someone a piece of his mind. Yes, that used to be his contractors and carpenters during the time his house was still in the process of being built.(And yes, we actually got some feedback on the progress of it when eventually the phone calls lead to him being exasperated over his house insurance, and ultimately, when his house was finally built. It was more fun for me though on the former than the latter silence). Anyway,
...there's two, when he's happy. He roars with laughter. And seriously? I can't help laughing myself. If only I can roar my laughter, as well, than having to contain myself with mere giggles on my seat.
Like earlier this afternoon when he was seemingly joking off with a friend. "Nakita muna Transformers 2?(short pause) ...Di mo kilala ang Transformers?! (Laugh, laugh)"
Then just a little while back, he passed by my place - the convenience and hassles of being at the end corner. Anyway, this time, he wasn't roaring, nor was he angry.He was actually mellow. He was on his way out to get this bento-box to the pantry. Again, he was actually mellow. And I knew it was his daughter. Who else would he say it's okay to drink sparkling water to, and constantly having to repeat himself, but still in mellow way?
And I find it really sweet. Although chances are, that baby girl will eventually grow up and have her daddy give her a piece of his mind later on, there was once this scary giant when it comes to subordinates, but gentle giant when he heads back home.
Yes, I was eavesdropping. It gives me a story to remember. And few times as this, a story to write. And although I will eventually forget whatever I have eavesdropped on, I have gotten to know that for every roaring of a king, at then end of the day, there will be a room somewhere where the mighty king is far smaller than his height... or throne.
