Is the Salary Cut Worth It?

When you’ve been wanting for a job for the longest time, there’s a tendency to just get any job that comes your way. To date, I’ve got a thousand applications and 95% of it didn’t work out. After a year and a half of being unemployed, it all feels natural to me.

After my contracts ended, I was able to get jobs where some of the clients pulled out. It was a short time though, so I can’t consider it a J-O-B, which left me in a position to be a nomad who can take on any vacation. Yes, for the nth time of my life but that’s not the case. I have to be wise due to my limited funds.

And another fateful day came. I got a job in line with my field. I love the job to bits even if it’s tedious working as a quality assurance specialist. The job description for this kind of job differs from company to company, but the bottom line is it is a job that makes me feel needed. I’ve had several jobs that made me feel sooo taken for granted, even if those were the jobs that I really like.

Here comes the salary part. Since I am now working in my home country, the salary dip is way beyond drastic. It pales in comparison to my salary abroad. While many would think I am sourgraping, I still consider this job as a blessing in disguise. I told myself that I have to see the good in bad things. Simply because there’s always a silver lining to every dark cloud.

The great thing is I am working in a nice startup company. I’ve been hearing topics and jokes about salaries. But it is normal to be handed a low paycheck, especially if the company is just starting to have a solid foundation and finding its niche in the market.

The employer asked me several times if I am amenable to work extended hours given the very low wage. I took the offer without any hesitation out of despair. Who am I to reject something that would sustain me and my family for the days to come? If this happens to you and you’re frustrated, that’s natural. Just learn to swallow your pride. I assure you that it’s better to have some small funds than to have nothing at all. Swallowing one’s pride becomes easy once you get the hang of it. Always remember this: It’s easier to swallow our pride than to be penniless. 😀

I am now working for a week and though some people may find the job toxic, I feel relief. I am learning a lot and I love that I am using tools that I haven’t used before. Finally, my hands have landed on the soft keys of the keyboard. It feels like the first time and I felt gratitude in my veins. Oh, just like magic and a dream come true.

This is not the first time that I had a lowered wage that is way below average. Though this is the lowest offer that I have got in my entire life for a hard to do job, my performance would definitely not falter. I would just show them that I am worth more than what they have offered. Of course, it is normal for companies to give low wages. Business is business. For now, I have to enjoy myself as an employee and as a happy camper!

How would I know if the salary cut is worth it? Because both parties are happy. Though they earn more, I learn more. I am more than just any job offer in this world and the difference is I fucking know it. 🙂


When Too Much Work Kills

I feel for this talented lady because her death is not even justified. I feel for her because I understand the pressure she have undergone. For some who do not know, it is a tough job being a writer not to mention the unrealistic deadlines we encounter. I have experienced working for nine to twelve hours straight, break time not included. I felt like a haggard and just like Mita, I felt I have no life. My friends also experienced the same thing for they have worked 24 hours straight. All the more to her, for working 30 hours and for keeping up with the unfeasible timelines.  When do we draw the line and say that enough is enough?!

Her untimely demise is a loss to her company – more so, to her family. We cannot bring back her life. And, even if the employer gives her family a big sum of money, Mita will never be back on earth. My only hope for the future is that all the work martyrs will be lessened and more people would value their health more than their jobs. A job lost can be recovered by having a new job but a life  lost can never ever be recovered. If your boss fires you just because you cannot keep your pace with him and tells you that you are an ineffective worker, consider it a blessing in disguise. Your life is valuable compared to that sick asshole. If you ain’t got a life, now is the chance. Live well. Cheers!

See Mita Diran collapsed and died.

When Sorry Is Just A Word

Daily Prompt: Sorry, I’m Busy

There will always be this one time where we could have helped someone but did not. I know the feeling and the frustration but I was too nonchalant about it. Imagine a scenario when by all means you could have helped this someone but you chose not to and stood by that decision. If you were that person who turned your back to the one who desperately needed your help, how would you feel?

To start with, people in our company are nice and happy people until some of turned out to be bad, sour and sort of dumb. These people commit a lot of mistakes and I am not an excuse to this. We have wrongdoings and have been wronged by bosses who do not know how to manage people. This is also the first time in my life that I have seen friends and colleagues working 24/7, devoting their lives to a project that we do not know where the hell we are headed. Silly and real, sad and painful because our partners and loved ones are complaining that we have less time for them. When a colleague has asked me to help him write his design document, I declined. I felt sorry because I wanted to help but I couldn’t just because my plate is already full. He understood right away because we are in the same boat.

We do not need awards or recognition just for us to know that we are doing good. We do not need a raise just to bribe us that we extend our hours to do more work and do other stuff not specific to our assigned projects. Further, the medical card given to us is nothing compared to the sickness and lost of time that we have lost. Lost time and health can never be recovered. What happened, happened. What is lost may not be found. Now what?!

What I have learned from this is loving myself. I have forgotten myself when thinking of other people especially the ones who mean the world to me. How ironic it is that they are the reason why we work when they could also be the ones we could lose? Work would not be there to take care of me unconditionally when I am sick. It won’t buy me the time I should be spending with my loved ones. If you have kids, you lose the ‘time’ to bond with them and you missed seeing them grow up all because you poured it out to your work and to the blokes in your company who would never appreciate what you did — and so on, and so forth. How do I know? A good friend of mine who’s been working for them for a year, got terminated. Call it office politics but their reason of saying that it was due to his poor performance is lame. I am one of the witnesses when our client commended him for doing his work so well. Logically, whether or not we do our best, we still could lose our jobs. There are just some things that are not within our control. I can bear to lose a job in more than ten thousand or million ways but the thought of losing the core reason of my existence here on earth is unforgivable.

This only means that I am devoting more time to myself and to the ones who matter to me. Sorry to my family and friends. Most of all, sorry to myself. I perfectly remember this adage, “What we allow is what will continue.” I guess I forgive myself now. Sorry is just a word, a word that is often taken for granted for its meaning and essence. I hope I have learned that by heart many times ago.

~ School is not…

~ School is not real life. Real life is learning more about life when you are outside the school. – Bliss Steps, on comparing her life in school and in other places where people are required to have skills, esp. in the workplace

When the Dog Blinks

~ Just like a dog, I obey my master. But I have to bark or bite if my master asks me to do shit. – Bliss Steps

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When Times Get Rough, We Gotta Play Ball

I am an adult or so I thought. I hope these photos would make you smile and would make you want to capture funny, priceless, endearing moments. A cheesy cliché but it makes sense when you feel your world is too heavy or harsh. Funny photos bring out the kid in you, would make you remember that life is indeed good. So, cheer up!

I may be overreacting but I am euphoric that I have found a way to cope with stress. In this image, I am playing with my team mate, Celeste. I cannot find the right word more apt to describe this act, but PLAY. In the midst of our UAT, deployment chaos and unreasonable deadlines, stress is not evident in our faces. To appease ourselves, we played the magic ball of fire in my mac.


The ball was so fast and we want to catch it so we can have a good shot. The plan was to catch the ball the moment it landed on the middle of the screen.


And then, it went down. Oh my ball, oh my ball! We both screamed, as if scream is the right word to use. What I am sure of is we were both squealing and giggling. There is  a  happy thump in my heart and this time,  I really felt it.


It seems like the ball does not want to be caught at all. Are we going to give up? A big NO. Even if this just a play, giving up is not in our vocabulary. Look at how my friend gamely posed for these photos. All candid shots, no revisions or Photoshop.


To touch the ball was like heaven to me. Hahaha, what a hyperbole of a moment! Let us talk about capturing awesome moments like these!


Finally, the ball landed to her! She is the winner but there is no contest. This is the first time we did this “thing” and we somehow felt like fools. After all, we are big kids with big responsibilities. I cannot thank her enough for giving in to my childish ways but I am grateful she opted to play with me. What is life without friends? I would rather not know.


If this is not TEAM WORK, I do not know what is!

Note: Thanks to my cool and loving team mate for bearing with me. It is hard to find a team mate who is a nice person on a personal and professional level. My heartfelt thanks, Cel. 🙂

Daily Prompt: Too Soon and Playtime

Kudos to Me

Daily Prompt: Pat on the Back

Oh my, another Vitamin I post.  This may seem too advance but I might make it — my junk food abstinence.

It was this fateful day, 14th of July, when I made a pact with myself that I would only eat foods that serve me well and think more of happy thoughts and memories.  I am a big fan of all junk until it came to me that I should stop if I want a healthy body and sharp mind. Easier said than done and my 21st day hasn’t arrive yet — that is, if I will be following the 21-day habit.  I always fail whenever I set my mind to eliminate a bad habit because of my lack of awareness and focus. I would create another post if I happen to successfully finish my one month of junk food abstinence.

Another positive change is my punctuality. Big boss noticed that I come on time and I only get fifteen (15) minutes late compared to my normal thirty to sixty minutes last year. I don’t believe in resolutions but I like setting mini goals that are realistic and within my own reach. Being early in the office is kind of drastic for me as people especially friends, put their hands on my neck and forehead to check if I have fever.

I thought I cannot change this bad habit of being always late. It is hard to believe but I am now the one saying, “Why are you guys sooo late? Or, am I just too early?” 😀

Note: I have also done some things in my bucket list. It may be few but for me, it was really hard esp. when I did this. I’ll never do it again.