Here Comes July

07-06-2009 Monday

Tell me it ain't July yet. Oh, it is? My, my, pinch me I must be dreaming. Time flies fast when you barely give it a second glance.

I've been consumed this past few days with struggling to keep my stats at work up and above the goal but I realized it's really hard to cram when the month is about to end. Lesson learned: Don't file a leave for more than a week at the beginning of the month. It makes your mind think about the vacation when you should be thinking that it's the start of the new month and you should focus on selling, selling, selling. Remember that I started June with a weeklong vacation? A vacation I very much needed, but looking back, vacation leaves should be filed at the end of every month, instead.

Since it's the start of July, I was focused with work especially now that we're on a high queue during the first few days of the new month. God, it was tiring like hell. One call after the other and the worse thing is that not every call is a sale, and for us Sales Agent whose performance is based on the number of sales we convert divided by the calls we received, we pretty much lose when they bombard us with crappy calls. We don't have much of a choice anyway. Whoever made that basis to determine our skills as sellers is a total shithead who doesn't deserve all the money he's getting from his cashcows which are us, the agents, who else.

That's also part of the reason why it took me a few days to update my blog. With all the calls we're getting, I don't have a few minutes to spare to open that little notepad on my pc and begin typing away some entries for this blog. I don't even have 2 minutes to stand up and get some hot water for my coffee! That's what a happens when we have a high volume of calls for the day. Almost 10 hours of talking non-stop and the only time that we can catch our breath or sip our hot coffee (which is most likely not that hot anymore) is during the 5-10 seconds interval after they hang-up the phone, and before the other call come in. The shitty, stinking life of a call center agent.

I'm done talking about work, now let's talk about me. Well, there's nothing new that might interest you but if you care enough to know, I am getting better on the motorcycle. Matter of fact, after ranting to Alex, he finally allowed me to have my motorcycle for the weekend, that is last Saturday and yesterday with the promise that I'll be very careful not to hit some passerby on the street, which I kept. I maybe a bit rough on the road but I'm also starting to gain control on the wheels and I'm out to prove that guys aren't the only creature made to drive a motorcycle.

Yesterday, I went to the parlor with my motorcycle and I'm also proud to say that I know how to park that thing already. Park it neatly so it's out of the way, that is. Haha. Before, I park anywhere I wanted to and Alex used to give me a look that says, 'You didn't just do that.' then he would grab the keys from my hand and park it the right way. I would laugh as he shook his head and wonder how the hell can he trust me alone on the motorcycle. Well, now I think I just proved him he can. My Honda Alpha is still in one piece, like what it is when he left it with me. I am still in one piece, no broken bones or scratches on my face, and most importantly, no human being harmed on the streets as I passed them by.

There's a sense of freedom I get when I'm driving. The wind blowing my hair, which is now cut short by the way (I don't wanna bother posting a photo of my new haircut because it's not something to talk about. It's not like I'm a famous celebrity or something that I would get people to care about what my hair looks like now), the howl of sounds around me which includes the steady roar of my Alpha, the horns of other vehicles, the chugging machine of a huge truck, even the whistle of a traffic enforcer and the pride I feel whenever a guy on another motorcycle will stare at me,maybe wondering if the person he's looking at is really a girl. Well, I got news for you, I am a girl, I drive this Alpha and I'm here to kick your butt.

Sorry if I sound too egoistic for my own good but I believe that if a girl can do something that most people think is only for guys, then it's not a gender thing, it's about being able to do something and being damn proud of it.

Labels: Honda Alpha, pink crimson, red

posted by Monica-Lynne @ 9:22 PM