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"From now on, everyday will be the most important day." Hi! The name is Angela. Born on 10191988; existing (and living) for 21 years (and counting). Only daughter. Graduate of UST BSCS '09. Currently working (and wasting my once productive life) in night shift to sustain her luxurious life. Plans to mature on February 2010. Addicted to Web. A licensed driver. In a relationship since 122108. Loves my circle of friends. Loves sweets. Sentimental. Slim, long-legged with fair complexion. Wants to edit her life. So help me God.

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7.09.2009
Opening and Closing Spiels
Story told at 16:44 // 0 person(s) left violent reaction(s).

Last 15 minutes before I get dressed up.

Thank you for calling AT&T about your wireless service. My name is Angela Solomon. May I have your wireless number starting with the area code please?

(I was never thankful for that.) I say that opening spiel in the most plastic way. But I get 5 points everytime I say that in every call. Hehe. Being plastic has advantages, too. Hahaha. And you know what, nakakasuka rin pag paulit-ulit mong ginagawa. Ung tipong minsan nagkakabulol-bulol ka na. Tsss.

Second to the last day of the week. Haay. As time goes by, I'm getting used to being dumped by those people I cannot even see and smash, I mean, touch.

Last night, when I went inside the Ops and checked my schedule for the day, everything changed. For the next three weeks, my schedule would be from 10PM-7AM, Mondays, Wednesdays-Saturdays. Yes. My day-offs would be Tuesdays and Sundays. For the next three weeks. Badtriiiiiiiip. I suuuuuuuuuuuuper hate my schedule! Well, actually, not really. I love the 10PM-7AM. (Sakop na sakop buong night differential pay. Haha. Hello, shopping!) What I don't like is my day-offs. My gahd, Saturday is Pij/Family Day. What's going to happen for the next few weeks? I know pang-gabi ako pero I syempre I'm still a human and I need to sleep, too, the way normal people do. Should I be setting another day for them? Errrr! Schedule conflicts, man! Haaaaay.

This is the start of the real call center world. My friends and I have different schedules. We won't be in the same team anymore. And at this moment, I still don't know anyone who has the same schedule as mine. Poooooooor Angela. :(

But why am I freaking out here? Didn't I remember I signed a contract that I agreed to have a shifting/rotational/graveyard schedule? Tsss. And in the first place, I shouldn't have applied in this company if I'm not willing to be different from the normal.

I have a boundary QA score. I have to get a higher grade later or tomorrow to redeem myself. Tsk. I got a low score because of that effin' irate caller who was so demanding and irritating that I preferred to get escalated just to get out of that call!

Haaay. I have to leave now. Wish me luck. Don't let me leave my common sense here, okay? I need it badly.

Thank you for calling AT&T Wireless. We appreciate your business. Hope you have a great day.

I say that closing spiel in the most plastic way. :))))

PS: Missing my boyfriend. Photoshop-ing. Dreamweaver-ing. Really.
PPS: Visit my Facebook, guys! Nothing so extraordinary. Just want some Wall-to-wall posts. Thanks. Hahaha. :D
PPPS: I sooo love the Hershey's Dark Chocolate Ice Cream in MiniStop. However, I can't eat a lot. I don't want to lose my source of income. HAHA.

Ba-bye na nga. Daldal mo.