Back To Work

It’s been a while since the last time I updated this blog. I’ve been so busy with my job here. 3 Months vacation passed just like that.. poof…
return to work
I just came back from the Hot Caribbean air in Florida to freezing Alaskan breeze in Seattle. I’ve been here for a while now, last year (2013) I stayed here for 6 months, and another 1 month in Florida. Nothing changed here, just like usual, the only thing I used to do is enjoying sunset at 9 PM local time.. hey, it won’t be happened back home where everything is so dark at 7 PM except in full moon.

When I came back here last March, I noticed my old boss still recognized me, hell no.. , he knows me so well that I’m good at what I’m doing, so since the very first day I stepped foot in my old uniform, I’ve been given my old jobs back, which are … hmm… lets take it slow, we’ll get to that later.

For those who don’t know me, I was born proud as the oldest brother of q college girl and a young boy who is still facing the final test to continue to high school. So to keep everything in the pace of life, I should take two jobs, day and night, to support them, also helping my parents back home, even not that much. Lucky I’m not married yet.. haha :D

During the daylight, i usually work from 5 to 10 in the morning in the back of a restaurant, preparing so many toast to be delivered in a timely manner by the delivery guys. Sometimes I help them to deliver when it’s getting really busy. I also handle the administration in the office, like the scheduling, mailing, and the other thing that needs to be done in the office computer.

And during the night, from 4 to 11 PM, I took an operator job, yes as a phone operator in one office here, along with some other Front Desk girls, so I speak to soooooo many customers. I pick up around 100 calls a day during a not-so-busy day, but when it come to my unlucky day, I’ll get almost 150 calls, and my mouth is bubbling.. It’s fun thou, get to talk with so many customers in variety of accents, with different kind of people, it has its own challenge, it requires a big patient, calm, and kind heart to accept any harsh complain and difficult request from them.

I find that this operator job isn’t that difficult to do, coz I just sit there, facing a wall-mounted monitor with phone handle in your front and sometimes hands free-headset lingering around your ear.

for that 7 hours of talking in cold temperature that dropped to 16-18 degree of Celsius, much colder than my small room that’s already so cold, you cannot go anywhere else other than the bathroom.

And those are my routines for the next 6 months, at least. And I’ll move to Florida again for the summer for a couple of months doing probably another things or maybe the same things, and then… I’ll get another vacation at home.

hell of a ride to mount Batur

few days ago, i went to Kintamani with my classmates in high school, just the 3 of ’em. and they all are girls, I was the only men in the car. It’s so sad that not all of my classmates can join this trip.

I can’t believe we went to the place where we camped 6 years ago. The year was 2008, and we were just moved to the second grade in Smansa Singaraja. I can still remember how it feel to see sunrise from the top of the mount Batur. If you see the mountain on the background of the picture bellow, there i was standing with fellow Smansa students and teachers.

me n my ride
me n my ride

But weather didn’t allow us to do another hiking, so just a couple of pictures in the valley, and home we go. Well, technically we went to Pancasari via bedugul first to escort one of my friend there.