PROUD TO BE PINOY.
I recently acquired my first real job in the real big bad world as an assistant for Finance - Cost Control Department in Marina Bay Sands (yes, its the same place my mom works in). Of course, at the mere age of 16, I didn't know what to expect, I've heard stories about horrible bosses and cruel colleagues ever since I was a kid. I was scared, I mean, the job title itself, should have made any student who maintained a D average for Maths (me) run away. But I didn't. I took the challenge (mostly because I was a broke teenager who had the urge to buy everything she held). So anyway, before we stray from the main topic. I, Anika, your average couch potato, math failing, always complaining, teenager, had my first real job.
Turned out, my job was not that difficult, I just had to help count stocks from Marina Bay Sands' different departments and if my team had to check transfers and invoices, I was available. I got to do transactions pertaining overpriced buys, oops, I mean, luxurious memorabilias. The Cost Control team were nice to me, they were tad older than me and knew each other far more than I would ever have, but they treated me as their own, and I would forever be thankful for that. But being in the department that had to do every stocktake, I was not only to interact with the team nor the computer but also other people from different departments. EVERYONE WAS AMAZING. I say this again, each and every person I talked to, was just so helpful and up to task that I barely had to do any work. They made it so easy for me. But the main thing I wanted to talk about was the fact that the places I mostly went to, I had interact with were from the same motherland as I was, the Philippines.
Why? You may ask. Why am I dedicating a blog post to the Filipinos? Well, because I finally understood what my older relatives always tell me. Filipinos stick together. Because as soon as I ask them, "Ate/Kuya, Pinoy ka po ba?" (Are you Filipino?) They would always answer with a smile "Oo, AY! Pinoy ka rin pala!" And that would bring a smile to my face. It's nice because I could talk to them with ease, as if we're instant friends. And being the inexperienced temporary staff that I was, they made sure that I could approach them if I needed any help. Stocktaking basically meant walking around the whole Marina Bay Sands, not just the hotel, but the shops and the museum! And when I thought it would be awkward to silently walk with each other maintaing a safe, awkward distance, I thought wrong! Because whenever I was with my Filipino colleagues, there was never a dull moment, or an awkward pause of silence. We ALWAYS ALWAYS had things to talk about, like where we were from home, and how long we've been staying here. It was comfortable talk. I got to laugh and joke with them and because of that I looked forward to every day I had to get up early to go to work as I silently prayed that the one guiding me would also be Filipino. One even gave me a free drink because we walked around, counting stocks for hours, and even though I politely refused, he insisted that I get it knowing full well how tiring the job was. I was thankful and it made me proud to be Filipino.
The short time I worked, I not only learned how far the value of teamwork and kindness would take you but also the inevitable Microsoft Excel and really big calculators that somehow produce receipts, that, and also that no matter, where you are in the world, you should always remember that you are not alone. You have your 'kapwa Pilipino' ready to help you out in any way possible.
Even though the Philippines may not be the richest nor cleanest country in the world. We, Filipinos, should always hold our heads up high, because we have faith and we have each other. No matter what obstacle we may go through in the future, I bet we could overcome it. Because we're Filipinos. That's something the other countries don't have. Our dedication to our country.
BANGON PILIPINAS! I'M ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS ROOTING FOR YOU.
Turned out, my job was not that difficult, I just had to help count stocks from Marina Bay Sands' different departments and if my team had to check transfers and invoices, I was available. I got to do transactions pertaining overpriced buys, oops, I mean, luxurious memorabilias. The Cost Control team were nice to me, they were tad older than me and knew each other far more than I would ever have, but they treated me as their own, and I would forever be thankful for that. But being in the department that had to do every stocktake, I was not only to interact with the team nor the computer but also other people from different departments. EVERYONE WAS AMAZING. I say this again, each and every person I talked to, was just so helpful and up to task that I barely had to do any work. They made it so easy for me. But the main thing I wanted to talk about was the fact that the places I mostly went to, I had interact with were from the same motherland as I was, the Philippines.
Why? You may ask. Why am I dedicating a blog post to the Filipinos? Well, because I finally understood what my older relatives always tell me. Filipinos stick together. Because as soon as I ask them, "Ate/Kuya, Pinoy ka po ba?" (Are you Filipino?) They would always answer with a smile "Oo, AY! Pinoy ka rin pala!" And that would bring a smile to my face. It's nice because I could talk to them with ease, as if we're instant friends. And being the inexperienced temporary staff that I was, they made sure that I could approach them if I needed any help. Stocktaking basically meant walking around the whole Marina Bay Sands, not just the hotel, but the shops and the museum! And when I thought it would be awkward to silently walk with each other maintaing a safe, awkward distance, I thought wrong! Because whenever I was with my Filipino colleagues, there was never a dull moment, or an awkward pause of silence. We ALWAYS ALWAYS had things to talk about, like where we were from home, and how long we've been staying here. It was comfortable talk. I got to laugh and joke with them and because of that I looked forward to every day I had to get up early to go to work as I silently prayed that the one guiding me would also be Filipino. One even gave me a free drink because we walked around, counting stocks for hours, and even though I politely refused, he insisted that I get it knowing full well how tiring the job was. I was thankful and it made me proud to be Filipino.
The short time I worked, I not only learned how far the value of teamwork and kindness would take you but also the inevitable Microsoft Excel and really big calculators that somehow produce receipts, that, and also that no matter, where you are in the world, you should always remember that you are not alone. You have your 'kapwa Pilipino' ready to help you out in any way possible.
Even though the Philippines may not be the richest nor cleanest country in the world. We, Filipinos, should always hold our heads up high, because we have faith and we have each other. No matter what obstacle we may go through in the future, I bet we could overcome it. Because we're Filipinos. That's something the other countries don't have. Our dedication to our country.
BANGON PILIPINAS! I'M ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS ROOTING FOR YOU.
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