bored, tired, jobless, restless

The moment I tendered my resignation, I was very ecstatic. I had in myself high hopes to start anew. I savored every day that I was free of work, no boss, no deadlines, no worry of time. It was a vacation, enjoyed to the fullest.

By the first week of the new year, I was all up in looking for things to keep me busy. The www was my avenue in searching for that new job. I was so proud, I told myself that I won't have a hard time landing a job, I was picky and choosy in a condescending manner. But that got the better of me. It's over a month now of a not-so-blissful unemployment, that I can officially say I am a Bum.

So why am I writing this blog? because I want to rant and I have nothing else to do. That's why.

You see, people should know better to use a more frank line than just saying "we'll give you a call." And I guess I should even be smarter to know that it means that they don't want me, rather than pathetically hoping. Then I'll just have to contend by telling myself that somebody else is way better than me, but that wouldn't be true in all cases, and I believe that there should be at least one thing that I can be good at. Notwithstanding the bunch of interviews and exams that I have had, the hours spent here at home seemed to be ticking real fast and it's making me go crazy for not being productive at all. Say less productive, kinder that way.

I am an architect, and I find it silly that prospective clients will tell me I charged too much for a piece of drawing in a paper. whadda eeeff! It ain't just no crap drawing, ignorant! - it's my creative idea you're paying me for, in which you might make more money out of it. Besides, my services goes way beyond the drawing, my charges are based on an effin' code that I am bound to follow; and for crying out loud, it's not even near what's supposed to be. People don't question the charges of the doctors, heck they don't question why lawyers need to be paid some effin' much for every appearance or consultation.

Anyhow, for this experience I thank myself. Had I not been blessed with patience, I would have literally gone out of my mind. There were instances that I went on a meltdown, teary-eyed and even questioned my capabilities, but I guess this is all part of a whole learning experience, to put it in a milder manner. For the month that I was always at home, it was actually surreal watching my son go to school, my wife sleeping after a night's work, the help doing the daily chores, all these trivial stuff I couldn't have witnessed had I been too busy with something.

Lastly, one good thing also happened today. A friend of mine had commissioned me to do "face lifting" for his house, and just earlier I already submitted the working drawings after almost a week's work and he handed me my first official paycheck as an architect. Isn't this momentous.

my first official paycheck as an architect. yay!

This is good, at least I will have some moolah for the month of hearts.

final dose:
This is the year of the hare, everyone should be in a productive mode. methinks.


posted by A.Cortes on 9:28 AM under


sugarstoned said...

I am still eager to know what really happened Not...Chikahi ko!!

Toni said...

hahahaha... it's so trivial renz, no biggy. it happens, in most cases. =)

Anonymous said...

part, pila na? hahahaha panglibre bi, ma scratch na?

Toni said...

@ken: blanko ra na bords, write anything i want daw... hehehehe =P


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