guidance


Posted by edcel in work.

I need guidance, should I dive into untested waters?

I’m planning to cause I want change, it’s not that I’m fed up; I’m maybe just tired. But when you think about it, I don’t want to think of what I’ll be getting. It’s just the possibility of exploring other opportunities to broaden my growth and knowledge.

I don’t care if it’ll seem like I’ll be demoted, because I want a fresh new start. I want to learn things that I never thought I’d be actually doing.

I’ve been reading Rich Dad, Poor Dad; I want to get out of the rat race. I’m contemplating on the load of work, even the big risk that is involved. I don’t want to be just like any other ordinary wannabe. I want to be part of something good and hopefully will become GREAT.

I’m still weighing things over, stay with an established name and credibility? Or jump in without ever looking back?

I need guidance. So help me God.

being there


Posted by edcel in life, work.

A friend’s dad just passed away.

I was off to work one Wednesday morning, I was hurrying to go up to the office cause we had a meeting at 10:00. I was late again for 15 minutes. The moment I clocked in, I got a call from a colleague/friend saying that she needed help because she’s the only one left in the hospital with her father and that she didn’t know what will happen with her pop.

I asked permission from my boss, but the problem is that I’m not the immediate family. So I had to wait till my break until I could go out and drop by. I told her initially that I would go and visit her when she called. But since I couldn’t, I just texted her saying sorry cause I was still on training and that I would go when I had the chance. A few minutes passed, she texted me her father was already gone…

I felt guilty at that time because I already told her I’d be there; I also felt helpless in the process. My other colleague mentioned though that I shouldn’t feel guilty cause I have an excuse and it’s not my fault

Fast forward to the end of our training, I directly went to the hospital and checked on the situation. She was okay, but her father was already in the morgue. She called me in the first place cause I’m only one of a handful of people that would be there for her when she needed support. I’m glad that she understood the dilemma that I was in.

After about an hour talking and being there, I went back to work.