December 25, 2004

Merry Christmas!

It's a happy Christmas once again!

kris kringle

office mates


December 14, 2004

Work, work

I led an activity in the office earlier and one part was to have everyone agree about what adjective best describes the company.

The game didn't end. We were left with two adjectives: 'productive' and 'good training ground'. These were very exact descriptions but must be taken cautiously because they are only true to a certain extent.

First, the office should be productive. Any business should be productive. In an environment so full of change and so full of competition, if a company does not act quickly and effectively, it will be left behind.

The reason why we work is ideally to be productive. Man was created by man to work among other things, of course, don't you agree? Adam and Eve were supposed to be stewards of the Garden of Eden. However, practically, in these times almost everyone just wants to earn good money. That is not bad per se, especially when you are earning money and having self fulfillment at the same time.

Now, the company also has a reason to hire us. That is also to earn good money and the company earns good money if it is productive. This is the very reason why it exists and why we exist in it.

To say that a company that wants to earn money is a good training ground is also true. Education does not end with a college diploma. Education happens everyday as we work - as we learn new programs and as we work with people.

However, we should be cautious enough to draw the line between a school and a business. We learn while working in order to be better at what we do. It should be the case that we learn in order to work and not the other way around if you get what i mean.

There must also be a term or a set period for each learning. We must draw up semesters or quarters and after we finish each level, we can ask if we got a high or a low grade. Getting a high grade means we are better at something thus we can take control of our work better. Furthermore, we are better in a way that we can already share and make use of what we do. A low grade means you might just stay and not advance yet to the next level.

In the same way, there are also limits to achieving productivity. It must not be done at the expense of the welfare or peace of mind of another person. This goes both ways to the company and to the employee. In the same way that the company must not take advantage, the person must also not take advantage of the company.

I hate to say this but the usual thing i see especially when it comes to government agencies is that employees think it is okay to get office supplies or spend resources for their personal use. I have some friends who just answer friendster surveys at work. Well, the graveyard shift is no excuse at all.

It just so happens sometimes that our purposes are confused. I saw one entry in
joyce' journal about how students find it uncool to say they studied. Yes, i seldom find someone who is proud to say he or she studied for an exam. It is so because it is better to come out with high grades without 'studying' than to come out with low grades after saying you studied. To think that they are called students because they study.

Oh well, an employee is also an employee.

December 09, 2004

The house of bougainvilleas

This may be the most 'emo' entry of all.

Here lies may late dad. This is in Caba Cemetery. My sister is the girl in the picture. If you notice, there's a similar structure behind it but of yellow bells and that's my cousin Cheryll's grave.

I know it is quite futile to go there and reminisce those days when he was still here but I do just that. I sit there alone and watch the sunset and rub it in - that I really miss him.

I miss the dad I once watched movies with. I miss the person who took me from La Union to Cubao or Pasay just to watch Purefoods TJ Hotdogs in the PBA finals and the guy who waits outside the Araneta Coliseum while I line up to get Alvin Patrimonio's autograph. I miss the father who teases me with my crushes. I miss the person I was afraid of and the person who gets mad when I don't kiss him before going somewhere. How I miss Papa, who believed in me more than anyone else has.

I miss the man who gets mad very easily that is why everyone is afraid of him, that is, when he had a glass of a hard drink or two. I miss the uncle who loves my little cousins and ‘borrows' them from their parents for a whole day to baby sit. I miss the nephew or the cousin who lends to his relatives even if he himself has only a few. I miss the strict father who reminds my friends that it's already late when they're in our house.

I miss him, everything good and bad about him.

Losing someone is so difficult, much less your father, whom you thought would be there to see you achieve something after all the sacrifices he has done. What does he want more than seeing that I am happy and contented with what I have become?

I am sure he is happy for me yet I am actually not in that place that I think he has expected me to be. That is why I'm making several changes in my life. Not that I make decisions for someone other than myself but I think I want what he wants for me as well.

Therefore, I am praying for God to bless me with wisdom so that I may choose the right things and may He bless me wherever His path takes me.

Someday, I will be back sitting under the bougainvilleas, watching the sunset and being proud to be my father's daughter and being sure it's what he dreamt of.

December 08, 2004

It's the shoes

Today, i'm wearing a pair of rubber shoes, which i owned since 6th grade. Yes, you hear me right - 6th grade. Each time my mom sees me wearing this really old pair of Nikes, she just wants me to change it and discard it. It looks dilapidated and had been fixed with rugby so many times. I remember once, i went to my friend's place for a short vacation and i was just blasted why i wore this pair instead of the other pairs i have. They were just worried i can't go hiking with them and the sole may just be left behind while walking. Or perhaps he was just ashamed to introduce me wearing this piece of garbage.

This requires two explanations.

First, in grade school, i used to be among the tallest. In 1st grade, i remember that i was indeed the tallest. To my dismay, i stopped growing when i was in first year high school. Of course, i am not counting the extra millimeter/s i gained until i was 18 or so.

This explains why such a shoe still fits me until now.

Secondly, i use things until they're unuseable. I'm like that. I'm a GI, genuine ilocana. I don't discard a pen until it doesn't write anymore. I use each notebook up to the last page. Deodorants, colognes, powder are used to the last drop. As much as possible, no grain of rice should be left on my plate after eating. I wipe junk food/chip packages clean with my fingers.

I have this attitude.

I just think that each thing must be used as long as they can be used. A lot of things we use are or come in packages that are nonbiodegradable, which is bad for the environment. Some of them are produced from nonrenewable resources. Imagine the waste of manpower, labor and all other inputs that went into the production of these things when you discard them while they are still useful.

Just imagine how the rivers and mountains were when we were young. Now is a far cry from before. A lot of these things are attributed to garbage.

We all know a lot of things are wasted here so at least i feel good about contributing in my own little way, besides saving money of course. ;-)

December 06, 2004

From blog to biz to life

I have been mulling over my blog entries and i think i have to come up with boundaries on what to post and what not to post. When i write, i just write what's on my mind, but people sometimes judge what they see, superficially in our blogs. If you post a stupid entry, they'd think you're stupid. Sometimes you may post some serious opinion and they'd say you are trying hard. Not that i experienced any of these yet or am aware of such a situation that applies to me, but i guess it is possible.

I sometimes put a lot of thought on people's reactions because i have considerable experience on people just jumping to conclusions about other people. Those situations were real 'teachers' and all of a sudden, i woke up thinking not all people are trustworthy and not all things you see are REAL.

It is a very sad realization and i hope these so called people are not representative of the whole population. I am not that skeptical by the way but this is what i have learned over the years.

My conclusion - The hell i care about other's comments. I'll just write what i want. It's my blog and not theirs.

I read in the Inquirer yesterday that the word 'blog' is now an official dictionary entry (Webster's) so i'm proud to be part of blogger. Although livejournal and xanga have cooler functions, it is blogger and blogspot that pioneered blogging and coined the word or am i wrong here?

It's funny that an average person knows only 20% or less of all English words. However, as times pass, more and more words are added. I read that percentage somewhere i can't remember. Many things that were unthinkable when we were eight are now realities. Peter Drucker (I am not even sure. Argh! My Memory!) introduces a chapter of his management book like this.

Now, one has to run really fast just to stay in the same place.

This is so true.

Things become obsolete very fast. Companies take advantage of this and just create things and sell them even before they are perfect. Customers feedback with bugs and defects and then from such input companies can come out with version two, which is actually just supposed to be the first version. Version one was the test product so to speak. 7250 has 7250i. T610 has T630. P800 to P900 to P910i. The list goes on.

This is why small companies that cannot afford and who do not have "the name" for such a strategy are so hard up in competing much less surviving in the jungle.

How i wish, people's despicable attitudes become obsolete fast too. If it ain't good, it shouldn't survive. If it ain't nice, it should be replaced with something nicer. But why do bad things survive?

Isn't it interesting why business has forced companies to create value and make the best practices when in fact it is money that makes it go round whereas life is governed by things like love but people's lives and personalities are such a mess. Our values are deteriorating, not improving.

Okay, maybe i'm just angry today.