Die Maggot!

We just had a mock interview in the office for ISO Certification. According to our company, this is needed in order for us to gain trust from foreign clients specially in the U.S.

We are already CMMI Level 5 certified, ISO is just the icing on top of the cake. This means that 30% of my working time is dedicated for ensuring that company processes are being followed. The good thing is, I don’t have to guess what I need to do next even if I’m assigned a new responsibility for everything that everyone will do is documented.

ISO, on the other hand, also involves security threats and cleanliness. I have alienated the word cleanliness since I’ve graduated from high school but I have to follow the rules. First task is to clean the drawers. And my drawer contains:

Empty Bottles <– I told you drinking a lot of fluids is a great help in reducing your weight. That’s just for 3 days. My officemate took the liberty to organize my mess:

pyramid2 <– Lovely, ain’t it?

Anyway, I’ll just summarize my interview results into one sentence.

I have given my employer the chance to fire my ass up.

I don’t want to relay the details for I still feel stupid about it. Instead of going to the gym, I went to the mall instead with my friends. I just heard God spoke to me when I went out in the form of thunder, it sounded like: 

Die Maggot! 

Right there and then, I was crushed. I let the rain poured on me only to realize later that I was wearing a white blouse and my colorful bra. Drenched and look like an obese porn star, I clutched my bag infront while I rode the bus. Yeng Constantino was singing “Hawak Kamay” on the radio, I wanted to tell her:

Die Maggot! Die!!!!!!!!

just because she made my night more miserable. 

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