I am making hum-hums inside my head, trying to escape from my little aquamarine cubicle amidst the stack of papers and product samples and hell-whatever-it-is that are currently scrounging for its own space on my own little desk. I try to key in all these words in my desperation to have a little bit of Elysium in my oh-so-hectic schedule. Hah! So much for being a dedicated brand person.
I've never been so actually happy in my life. I mean well, if LIFE = WORK, then sheesh, this is bliss. No, this is with no condescending note or patronizing sarcasm whatsoever... I really am. I wake up 530 in the morning, go to work by 7 and go through all the hullabaloo for the next... err.. 16 hours! Yup you got that right! I go home at around 11, earliest would actually be somewhere around nine in the evening and still there are loads of stuff to do. And take note of this, there is even no friggin OT pay. But boy, I do not complain! It has been a very normal work cycle for me that going home at seven will actually put me in some depressive mode (remember, i have this manic depression, tee-hee!)
Anyway, the confessions... the day starts with, of course, my caffeine kick. Then it proceeds with meetings with Sales, with the Research team, ad agencies and a whole lot more. Then I actually sit by my desk at around, uhh, 3 in the afternoon to do all the necessary memorandums and protocols for my baby *my soon to be launched product* and that goes until sawa. I take about an average of 10 calls a day from suppliers and watchamacallits and of course, there are little nicotine breaks to pump up my air intake (such irony)... And then, when the clock would almost (ALMOST) strike midnight, I go home with a blissfully (another thing, I am a masochist) aching back, a strained eyes and an overloaded brain full of financials and creative inputs jammed in all at the same time.
You see, if there is one thing I learned in my professional life is that you never tire too easily if you are enjoying what you are doing. My life is full of crap if other people would actually take a peek at my sched but to me, it is heaven. Work is what I am composed of and there is no regrets at the things I am doing.
Ho-hum.... I just hope I don't catch the professional burn-out soon.
Anyway, back to work. Ciao!
Anyway, back to work. Ciao!
