I have calluses as big as a cookie. My feet now looks rather disfigured for my tastes. Since I started working, I've never felt this much underpaid. Well I know I'm underpaid but today was rather different. I looked kawawa talaga. Imagine me in my pencil cut skirt, red blouse and black blazer, in heels, with my trusty commuter's umbrella (cane type) in a semi major road walking... under the sweltering heat of the sun. Cars zoom pass by me... I walk then I heard a loud honking sound. I was almost hit by a water truck.. barely a few inches. As I walk I get lewd comments from workers that I pass by...I can't blame 'em. A girl in an office suit walking under the heat of the sun with her "briefcase" entering offices of other people... sales lady. As I walk again after being given the cold shoulder by a salon owner I felt really hot... sweat was forming all over my body. As I walk back to my branch hoping to get some water, I was almost hit again by a dump truck. The crazy driver would have deliberately hit my umbrella (it was angled towards my back so that my face is visible) had I not turned it infront of me. Another close call. Cars seem to honk at all sides of me. The people around me stared at me... am I that shabby looking? WHile all of this was happening the guards at my branch are just watching me from their airconditioned posts... grining. WOw! they didn't even had the sense to get me in the middle of a high traffic road using their power to stop traffic. NO. they just watched me. When I was able to cross the road I saw my reflection in the glass doors... sweat was dripping all over me, my hair looks sticky from all the dust I got and my face was soooo oily. The guards opened the doorand said.. papayat ka nyan mam. grrr... the clients inside the bank were looking at me, the tellers were staring at me. I looked straight ahead and went to the back room. I muttered to myself that rich people are not supposed to do this(I have an "im-rich" mantra). I looked at myself in the mirror... i looked like a rape victim! geez... and I'm being paid a measly salary of 9500 a month! I can't even get a post paid line approval because of my pay even though I HAVE MONEY TO BURN AND PEOPLE DO NOT KNOW THAT I'M A VICE PRESIDENT OF A COMPANY I BUILT WITH MY BUDS! *sigh*

In any case, as soon as I cinch this UNILAB thing... I'll resign. I swear. I don't care if I become a bank officer the moment I reach my quota... their terms are quite unreasonable. They should have said that what I'm applying for is a door to door sales lady job with no respect. I don't feel any respect. I am doing my job but I don't get any respect. They look at me as though I'm a useless employee. And another thing, I hate the term EMPLOYEE. IN a couple of years I'll be calling them MY EMPLOYEES. I will be rich and I will treat my people with respect they deserve. I will not let my people feel as though they are useless.

Maybe they're just threatened by the fact that I'm not afraid to challenge them. I know i'm good. I know they can feel it. But, they're trying making me feel as though in stupid. I know your products, I know your pricing scheme, I know what I should and should not do. I just act as if I need your advise to get on your good side. What I do not know I can find out for myself. I pretend to not know because you might get hostile. You reject my marketing ideas but you accept a similar idea. You reject my networking night event in favor of a cocktail night. WOW! that's the same idea only I used a more modern term. WOW.

Sorry. I'm already getting mad. I just feel as though I could get a better opportunity somewhere. But when I think about my parents I hesitate a BIT.

basta, I AM RICH@! I HATE THE TERM EMPLOYEE AND IN A COUPLE OF MONTHS? YEARS I WILL BE THE EMPLOYER.