kwentuhan 2008

It was fun to watch Inay Nelia try to explain my job to our neighbors; it’s like explaining plate tectonics theory to a bunch of clueless tribesmen. Then again, my mother could barely understand my job. In her world, I just test and occasionally design games — whatever that means.
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NEIGHBOR: A, saan siya nagta-trabaho?
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INAY NELIA: Sa Anino Mobile (pauses for a second to think if she’s going to explain her son’s job description).
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NEIGHBOR: A… (to Jay) So shift ba yung trabaho mo or regular 9-5?
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JAY: (Smiling, obviously amused) Regular po.
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NEIGHBOR: Akala ko parang shift din kasi ‘mobile’ — call center ba.
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Jay just smiles and searches for his earphones.
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Two years in and some people still ask why this job. I got a lot of this crap last Feb fair (and even last last Feb fair). A former classmate even asked, ‘Pano ka napunta dun?’ I was tempted to answer, ‘Uh, kasi nag-apply ako at pumasa naman?’
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In short, people are still a bit clueless about the little industry that could, and I can’t blame ‘em. It is indeed an unusual choice, but hey, maybe that’s why I’m here.
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Okay, the above statement sounds dangerously inspirational. Must stop.

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[ANNOYING UPDATE]

The same neighbor just asked me this effing question:

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"Uy, wala kabang planong mag-abroad?" — she said this in a tone that is clearly condescending.

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No, I’ve no plans to go to Singapore, or Dubai, or Swaziland, or the other 200 or so countries to find a job. I already have one.

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Geez, people. Go live your backward dreams.

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