That Eastwood sure is purty
Yesterday, I thought I was to spend a "relatively relaxing" day at my government consultancy.
I was sure wrong.
I come to that office with a meeting in progress that I immediately dove into. Lots of problems, higlighted by the developing national situation. The people one top are being wooed to resign by the civil society.
Convinced to do so, it seems, is easy to do.With calibrated preemptive response, EO 464, Gudani confirming Garci, and the Ombudsman quitting, it's very easy to loose trust in the people we have served since 2001 (the year I got entangled in government).
Just to interject a short opinion: our President is sure turning sensitive right now. The insults and politics go hand in hand. To turn sensitive to it now is so hypocritical.
Let's just put on record that I'm going where they're going. If they're going out, so am I. My resignation is already drafted (since the Hyatt 10 incident). And this is probably my last stint in government. I decided to hold on only because of the people we are trying to serve and my desire to assist those who are sincerely trying to help them. So when they leave, I will leave.
Anyway, after that meeting, I got a call from a client to meet in Eastwood. I haven't seen this client for a long time (they're one of my first clients in my solo practice) and they have brought in the prospect of way huge work. (Translates to way huge revenues also) But I'm still weighing if I can handle it myself or subcontract it to my friends.
Before that, a friend likewise wanted to see me for advise. We even had dinner after the meeting with that other client (for more advise).
Between those meetings, I got a chance to wander about Eastwood on a Friday late afternoon and evening, which I have not done. The scenery sure is purty. In more ways than one. Lots of pretty girls... (Hey! It's not bad to look! And by the way they dress now, it's very obvious they WANT to be looked at.)
With these series of unplanned meetings, the thoughts of a "relatively relaxing" day sure vanished. But that's what I like about my profession. I'm not a desk job kind of a guy. I don't like my days the same. I like it different each time, with unexpected twists and turns. And that's why I love my iPaq.
For today: Meet with my best friend and choir day!
I was sure wrong.
I come to that office with a meeting in progress that I immediately dove into. Lots of problems, higlighted by the developing national situation. The people one top are being wooed to resign by the civil society.
Convinced to do so, it seems, is easy to do.With calibrated preemptive response, EO 464, Gudani confirming Garci, and the Ombudsman quitting, it's very easy to loose trust in the people we have served since 2001 (the year I got entangled in government).
Just to interject a short opinion: our President is sure turning sensitive right now. The insults and politics go hand in hand. To turn sensitive to it now is so hypocritical.
Let's just put on record that I'm going where they're going. If they're going out, so am I. My resignation is already drafted (since the Hyatt 10 incident). And this is probably my last stint in government. I decided to hold on only because of the people we are trying to serve and my desire to assist those who are sincerely trying to help them. So when they leave, I will leave.
Anyway, after that meeting, I got a call from a client to meet in Eastwood. I haven't seen this client for a long time (they're one of my first clients in my solo practice) and they have brought in the prospect of way huge work. (Translates to way huge revenues also) But I'm still weighing if I can handle it myself or subcontract it to my friends.
Before that, a friend likewise wanted to see me for advise. We even had dinner after the meeting with that other client (for more advise).
Between those meetings, I got a chance to wander about Eastwood on a Friday late afternoon and evening, which I have not done. The scenery sure is purty. In more ways than one. Lots of pretty girls... (Hey! It's not bad to look! And by the way they dress now, it's very obvious they WANT to be looked at.)
With these series of unplanned meetings, the thoughts of a "relatively relaxing" day sure vanished. But that's what I like about my profession. I'm not a desk job kind of a guy. I don't like my days the same. I like it different each time, with unexpected twists and turns. And that's why I love my iPaq.
For today: Meet with my best friend and choir day!
transcription by Punzi @ 7:07 AM
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