Yes! You are right. I am writing about non-sense thoughts again. Don't worry, it would make sense, somehow. Even just a bit.
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For the pass few days, despite of the as always and never be treated condition of mine (rhinitis), I am feeling a lot better. More positive and cheerful as before. Simply because of some changes that had happened. But no, I'm not telling. (^^,) hehe...
Even so, the on going training for my new job is giving me a pan in the ass and a thorough stir of mind (get it? hehe). Jargons people, Jargons.
In the BPO industry, where I am in, being a technical support is my favorite role. Simply because I'm into technical stuffs and I can easily relate to it. On the other hand, my current position right now is somehow far from what I have been experiencing in the pass. We all love money, for spending NOT for counting them for others. Yes people, I am a banker in training. I don't want to go with the details, simply because I don't want to get fired and sued.
To put it in simpler terms, I am having my brain killed with the new information's that we are trying to absorb. I can still remember my friend quoting me before as "The Real Sponge Bob", 'cause I just absorb almost everything. But this time, I rather smoke crack.
So picture this out, first four hours of training you can see your self laughing and cheering and participating as if you really understand the topics. The next two hours, you will find your self thinking of a great place to spend the one and a half hour Lunch break. I mean, what is a one and a half hour of Lunch break? Who does that?
Well, WE DO...
So we ended up either eating Lunch AGAIN, or drinking. Yes, we actually take our actual Lunch during the first break, because our first break is at 1:00pm. So we are dead hungry.
And at the last remaining hours there would be a series of nodding heads in the training room. Ever saw chickens sleeping? Lined up on a branch perhaps? That's us. Hehe...
The road to being a banker is yet just begun. For now, we are just chickens with I.D's and head sets, struggling to survive and pass through this training period. The worst part of it? It is just the welcoming part. Good luck to batch 126. ;)
(- -,)
For the pass few days, despite of the as always and never be treated condition of mine (rhinitis), I am feeling a lot better. More positive and cheerful as before. Simply because of some changes that had happened. But no, I'm not telling. (^^,) hehe...
Even so, the on going training for my new job is giving me a pan in the ass and a thorough stir of mind (get it? hehe). Jargons people, Jargons.
In the BPO industry, where I am in, being a technical support is my favorite role. Simply because I'm into technical stuffs and I can easily relate to it. On the other hand, my current position right now is somehow far from what I have been experiencing in the pass. We all love money, for spending NOT for counting them for others. Yes people, I am a banker in training. I don't want to go with the details, simply because I don't want to get fired and sued.
To put it in simpler terms, I am having my brain killed with the new information's that we are trying to absorb. I can still remember my friend quoting me before as "The Real Sponge Bob", 'cause I just absorb almost everything. But this time, I rather smoke crack.
So picture this out, first four hours of training you can see your self laughing and cheering and participating as if you really understand the topics. The next two hours, you will find your self thinking of a great place to spend the one and a half hour Lunch break. I mean, what is a one and a half hour of Lunch break? Who does that?
Well, WE DO...
So we ended up either eating Lunch AGAIN, or drinking. Yes, we actually take our actual Lunch during the first break, because our first break is at 1:00pm. So we are dead hungry.
And at the last remaining hours there would be a series of nodding heads in the training room. Ever saw chickens sleeping? Lined up on a branch perhaps? That's us. Hehe...
The road to being a banker is yet just begun. For now, we are just chickens with I.D's and head sets, struggling to survive and pass through this training period. The worst part of it? It is just the welcoming part. Good luck to batch 126. ;)
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