Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Lost in Translation #1
Define lost in translation: Creating a blog post in a meeting because everyone is speaking in Khmer. Wala akong input sa meeting. *sigh*
I'm not generalizing, but these BKK women are so mean!!!
Having visited BKK, maybe about 2 sizes smaller 2 years ago, I never had a problem buying pants in MBK or Pratunam.
Now that my metabolism has slowed down, and BKK, although can overwhelm you with their shopping menu, forbids you to try out their wares. Ergo, I can only rely on the goddesses (aka sales ladies) to measure my size.
So, I went to Platinum, the air-conditioned Pratunamesque mall for my shopping. Maybe it's the language barrier, maybe the heavy rains ruined their mood, maybe they were tired for the day, maybe they didn't like that I'm touching the clothes on their rack, maybe they doesn't like that I took their time away from their precious grilled squid on a stick (or mangga with iodized salt), maybe they just don't like me period..
Long story short, I asked the goddess to measure my size with her trustworthy measuring tape, and she goes, (looking pissed off, as if I've asked for her mangga-which I was tempted to, but didn't) "Sorry, too big, no size!" Sabay far-away-look. Thought ballon: Eh gago pala to eh. Sasampalin ko..
Long story short, I didn't get to buy pants or shorts in BKK. Thanks, anyway!
Cut to: Airport scene. Wearing my jersey brown dress. It's loose and comfortable. I like that dress.
Scene: Airport, boarding
Cast : Me, ground stewardess 1, ground stewardess 2
Me: handing my boarding pass to ground stewardess 1
ground stewardess 1: Boarding pass please (checks my boarding pass). Thank you madam (hands my boarding pass).
As ground stewardess 1 hands me my boarding pass and looks at me, she goes..
ground stewardess 1: Madam, are you pregnant?
Me: Blank stare. "Do I look like I'm pregnant?"
ground stewardess 1: Oh, I'm sorry. Have a good flight. Please fly with us again.
ground stewardess 2: (Snickering).
Me thought balloon: Mga P%$!ng 'nang to!
Me in actuality: searing look, irap, walk-out with my hand-carried curtain rod.
So you ask me, how was my trip to Bangkok? Uhm..ok naman. :) Haha.
Now that my metabolism has slowed down, and BKK, although can overwhelm you with their shopping menu, forbids you to try out their wares. Ergo, I can only rely on the goddesses (aka sales ladies) to measure my size.
So, I went to Platinum, the air-conditioned Pratunamesque mall for my shopping. Maybe it's the language barrier, maybe the heavy rains ruined their mood, maybe they were tired for the day, maybe they didn't like that I'm touching the clothes on their rack, maybe they doesn't like that I took their time away from their precious grilled squid on a stick (or mangga with iodized salt), maybe they just don't like me period..
Long story short, I asked the goddess to measure my size with her trustworthy measuring tape, and she goes, (looking pissed off, as if I've asked for her mangga-which I was tempted to, but didn't) "Sorry, too big, no size!" Sabay far-away-look. Thought ballon: Eh gago pala to eh. Sasampalin ko..
Long story short, I didn't get to buy pants or shorts in BKK. Thanks, anyway!
Cut to: Airport scene. Wearing my jersey brown dress. It's loose and comfortable. I like that dress.
Scene: Airport, boarding
Cast : Me, ground stewardess 1, ground stewardess 2
Me: handing my boarding pass to ground stewardess 1
ground stewardess 1: Boarding pass please (checks my boarding pass). Thank you madam (hands my boarding pass).
As ground stewardess 1 hands me my boarding pass and looks at me, she goes..
ground stewardess 1: Madam, are you pregnant?
Me: Blank stare. "Do I look like I'm pregnant?"
ground stewardess 1: Oh, I'm sorry. Have a good flight. Please fly with us again.
ground stewardess 2: (Snickering).
Me thought balloon: Mga P%$!ng 'nang to!
Me in actuality: searing look, irap, walk-out with my hand-carried curtain rod.
So you ask me, how was my trip to Bangkok? Uhm..ok naman. :) Haha.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Hingang Malalim
I knew the minute work officially starts on Monday, after the Khmer New Year and after all the office transfers, something is looming under my head.
True enough, ang unang sabit, ay sabit nga naman. Maling presyo ng pakete. Ang nasabi sa cliente ay monthly cost..eto pala ay weekly cost. Hindi lang naintindihan ang difference between a week and month as a period of time. Kakaloka. It's not my sabit, but as they say, command responsibility-kesehodang 2 hours pa lang ako sa trabaho.
Wed-Fri, is my baptism of fire- client presentation/orientation. Good luck to me. Pat on the back. This Friday also is my first execom meeting. Sa mundo na puro lalaki ang nananaig (vs. sa Pilipinas na almost all the media heads are women), I will just sit back and try to enjoy the ride.
True enough, ang unang sabit, ay sabit nga naman. Maling presyo ng pakete. Ang nasabi sa cliente ay monthly cost..eto pala ay weekly cost. Hindi lang naintindihan ang difference between a week and month as a period of time. Kakaloka. It's not my sabit, but as they say, command responsibility-kesehodang 2 hours pa lang ako sa trabaho.
Wed-Fri, is my baptism of fire- client presentation/orientation. Good luck to me. Pat on the back. This Friday also is my first execom meeting. Sa mundo na puro lalaki ang nananaig (vs. sa Pilipinas na almost all the media heads are women), I will just sit back and try to enjoy the ride.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Celebrating My First Birthday in PP
It was sweet that my NFFs took time to celebrate with me. One with a birthday salubong and another a birthday lunch/KNY celebration.
I feel blessed, thank you, Lord!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Missing Galileo
I miss Galileo with the girls :(.
I made my own wannabe wine and cheese. Since Khmer New Year naman tomorrow, might as well..
Had a hard time opening my wine. I bought the regular wine opener (with bottle cap opener), it was quite hard pulling the cork!!! (sonuffa). Ending, I had to use both my hands and feet to open it. Hand holding the bottle, while the feet is pushing the cork screw. *Hay*
The wine is fairly good. It's a Shiraz-Malbec from Argentina year 2007 (parang alam ko kung ano yon- well I'm just saying..)
With it are- grana (one of my favorite cheeses), fontal colombo, perche dried suasage (which is too fatty for my taste), and garlic mashrooms.
Happy Khmer New Year!! Ye! Wishing Aileen, Beth, Christine, Joyce and Len were here to share the W & C with me!
I made my own wannabe wine and cheese. Since Khmer New Year naman tomorrow, might as well..
Had a hard time opening my wine. I bought the regular wine opener (with bottle cap opener), it was quite hard pulling the cork!!! (sonuffa). Ending, I had to use both my hands and feet to open it. Hand holding the bottle, while the feet is pushing the cork screw. *Hay*
The wine is fairly good. It's a Shiraz-Malbec from Argentina year 2007 (parang alam ko kung ano yon- well I'm just saying..)
With it are- grana (one of my favorite cheeses), fontal colombo, perche dried suasage (which is too fatty for my taste), and garlic mashrooms.
Happy Khmer New Year!! Ye! Wishing Aileen, Beth, Christine, Joyce and Len were here to share the W & C with me!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
The First is Always the Best
This is the first meal I cooked in my new home. Actually, it's my first, second, third (and maybe fourth), home cooked meal.Spaghetti in cheese and garlic tomato sauce with ground beef and mushrooms.
Ahh..pwede na ko mag-asawa! Apir!
Masarap sya, and I'm not just saying that because I cooked it. I think it's better than Bangay's Relyenong Bangus. Haha!
Welcome to Cambodia!
I got here March 31, 2009 and started work officially the day after.
Almost two weeks, and to date, the following have welcomed me:
1. Ten days I stayed in a hotel. As previously practiced, I leave my hotel keys by the receptionist everytime I leave (all bags are locked of course). On my third day, I went back to my hotel, and the receptionist tells me that a guy got my room keys. Fearful and stunned!
I asked them to open my room, and lo'and behold, the new tenants of room 110 were there!! Mortified and panicking! (Asan daw ang gamit ko?!!)
Went back to the receptionist and they tell me that maybe I was confused and got the room number wrong. Grabe, scene from Red Corner and Brokedown Palace.. waiting for the police to get me. I call Oliver in panic. Receptionist #2 taps me, and tells me, "I'm sorry, we transferred you to another room, you're now in room 108."
Enter room 108. Everything is there. Immaculate, just how I left it that morning - only, I'm in a different room. Haay, wala man lang pasabi!
Didn't get mad though, natawa na lang ako. All is well.
2. Dinner along Sihanouk Rd. Banggaan! Car #1 hits car #2. Car #1 speeds off. Parang walang nangyari.
3. Riding the tuktuk. A motorcycle hits our tuktuk by the side. Again, parang walang nangyari!
4. Office story: Day 1- no internet. Day 2 - no drinking water by our floor. 4th floor kami, have to get drinking water at the 2nd floor. Exercise, baybeh!
Hay, welcome to Cambodia!
So far, so good. More good than Bad. Always comes in threes (or fours) naman daw. Hopefully, yun na yon- or more likely, masasanay din ako. =)
By now, I'm settled in my new place. It's cozy and feels almost like my second home.
Almost two weeks, and to date, the following have welcomed me:
1. Ten days I stayed in a hotel. As previously practiced, I leave my hotel keys by the receptionist everytime I leave (all bags are locked of course). On my third day, I went back to my hotel, and the receptionist tells me that a guy got my room keys. Fearful and stunned!
I asked them to open my room, and lo'and behold, the new tenants of room 110 were there!! Mortified and panicking! (Asan daw ang gamit ko?!!)
Went back to the receptionist and they tell me that maybe I was confused and got the room number wrong. Grabe, scene from Red Corner and Brokedown Palace.. waiting for the police to get me. I call Oliver in panic. Receptionist #2 taps me, and tells me, "I'm sorry, we transferred you to another room, you're now in room 108."
Enter room 108. Everything is there. Immaculate, just how I left it that morning - only, I'm in a different room. Haay, wala man lang pasabi!
Didn't get mad though, natawa na lang ako. All is well.
2. Dinner along Sihanouk Rd. Banggaan! Car #1 hits car #2. Car #1 speeds off. Parang walang nangyari.
3. Riding the tuktuk. A motorcycle hits our tuktuk by the side. Again, parang walang nangyari!
4. Office story: Day 1- no internet. Day 2 - no drinking water by our floor. 4th floor kami, have to get drinking water at the 2nd floor. Exercise, baybeh!
Hay, welcome to Cambodia!
So far, so good. More good than Bad. Always comes in threes (or fours) naman daw. Hopefully, yun na yon- or more likely, masasanay din ako. =)
By now, I'm settled in my new place. It's cozy and feels almost like my second home.
Long Story Short
My nest is in the Philippines.
I enjoy being with my family.
Planned to get married this year.
Great and lifelong friends.
I loved my job.
Fun times.
Why Cambodia?
It called. The first time. I prayed.
Not for me.
Second call. I prayed.
I consulted. I prayed.
Prayer answered. I answered.
Hello, Cambodia!
I enjoy being with my family.
Planned to get married this year.
Great and lifelong friends.
I loved my job.
Fun times.
Why Cambodia?
It called. The first time. I prayed.
Not for me.
Second call. I prayed.
I consulted. I prayed.
Prayer answered. I answered.
Hello, Cambodia!
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