Testing one’s Loyalty


734936_564930960202099_1800640581_nMy beloved Lakers, as of the date of this posting, are on a funk.


I just watched them go down to the Denver Nuggets (with no actual superstar, maybe Andre Iguodala) 112 to 105, at home. Even with a monster 20-20 game from Dwight.


But you know what, they’re still my team. No matter what happens, I’m still a Laker fan. I’d like to say that I have been since I was a kid, but no. During the 90’s I was a Bulls kid. Guess that what you call growing-up, loyalty comes in the package.


So does that mean that if you’re not loyal, you’re not yet grown-up? I have mo definite idea.


Look at the generations that came before us. People are retiring from companies they have been in since they graduated from college (or to some, since they had to work because they could not afford to attend college). Some of these people retired from that company without even becoming a supervisor. Loyalty, right there. But in one of those many network marketing (networking) sessions I have attended, one speaker brought another light to this scenario. He was a guy whose family owned one of the premiere department store/groceries here in the Philippines (think Nordstrom in the Philippine setting) and he was stating it to stress a point that we should all just leave our jobs and go into networking (yeah, right). He was alluding to their company’s recent awarding of loyalty awards to employees. There was one who had been with them for 30 years, and what did she get? Some cash and a damn watch. She spent her life serving their company, making them richer, and all they gave her for her loyalty was cash and a watch. Loyalty rewards.


Business Process Outsourcing (BPO) is the fastest growing industry in the Philippines, well according to my opinion at least (I work for a BPO company). It has helped corporations in the USA and Europe to keep themselves stable by cutting down on some expenses (particularly salaries). It has given Filipinos high consumable income (in the Philippines at least). It has also fueled the real estate boom in this country. The turnover rate for employees of these companies are also very high especially in the call centers. And it’s greatly accepted that some offer retirement benefits in as short as 10 or even 5 years. Here loyalty is not the mantra, but rather the money. I swear during the 4 years i stayed with my previous work (a local bank) people always told me that I was with that company a very long time. What loyalty?


I’m loyal to my sports teams. The Lakers, the Yankees, the Steelers, The Talk n’ Text Tropang texters, and the San Beda Red Lions. But what do I get from them really? Will they give me some cash and a watch? Will they give me a high salary? No, they just give me elation when they win.


Is loyalty just overrated nowadays? Or is it still a regal thing to do? All I know is that I’ll keep rooting for the Lakers this season and only stop if on the way to the championship they’ll get eliminated.

Peace 😉










Kids are cute, but…


Street Children in the PhilippinesI watched two very popular tv shows here in the Philippines, what we call “noontime variety shows”. These are It’s Showtime and Eat Bulaga.


A lot of things go on during these shows, but ultimately they address the number one reason for Filipinos to watch tv, to have fun. Various entertainment segments (dancing, singing, etc.) are what you get to see in these. Ratings war between the two biggest television networks in the Philippines (ABS-CBN and GMA) always involve these two shows. And I’m not about to rant about which I prefer or which one I detest. 


It just so happened that while I was watching these two shows, a recurring (disturbing) topic keep popping up. Young, teenage mothers who gave birth to their babies and now find themselves with no steady income to support their young family. I noticed this immediately because, well the topic sort-of pisses me off. 


The Philippines is a 3rd world country. There is a very small portion of the society that are the “Rich”, a slightly bigger portion called the “Middle Class”, but majority of the people are those classified as the “Poor”. This equates, primarily, to the level of income a household earns. To get a feel for this, see the Philippine government’s suggested complete meal for every Filipino family and compare it to that of the USA and you’ll get how small incomes most of the families her in our country get. 


But that’s just it. These kids (well they are still) are part of those classified in the poor section of our society have no real means (currently) on how to improve their lives. They haven’t even gone to college yet. Yes high school graduates can get jobs here, as sales front liners in the many malls, service crew for the many fast food restaurants, but these are not steady jobs. These are contractual jobs wherein contracts expire within months and they have no assurance that their contracts would be renewed. I’m not entirely heartless, I feel the hardship that these kids are going through but the fact that they did that  without thinking of what would happen in the future PISSES-ME-OFF!


Adding to this is the fact that they now have to ask help from their parents, who already found it hard to raise them in the first place, to take care of their children! But just does not apply to those who are deemed poor. A former colleague of mine, from my previous work, posted on her Facebook that she was pregnant. Both she and her boyfriend (yes they are not yet married) both work for the same company. One of the reasons I left that company was because I found the compensation to be too low for the work they were asking from me. At the time I left that company, I was earning more than my colleague and her boyfriend was just earning more than me by a small margin (I believe my current salary now is higher than his and he has been working way before I graduated from college).


Both of them are excited. They don’t care because despite having relatively small salaries, their parents (especially the boy) are well-to-do. Lucky. But these two have a very rocky relationship together, with numerous splits during the course of their relationship. One can only think of what would happen when the pressure of taking-care of a kid enters into the foray  with the father’s notorious “philandering” ways. Also, the help of parents can only go so far. 


Yes, having babies can be very fun. Making them sure is. But at the end of the day, who will have a hard time? The parents, yes (especially the mother), but ultimately if they have not the proper means (be it money or maturity, or worse both) then the child would have a hard life. It pisses me off because they just thought of their own pleasure and themselves thinking that they can do this, but they never thought of what their kid would have to go through growing up. More often than not, these kids get to be idiots that would just continue    their parent’s stupidity. 



You say the government needs to make a stand to improve this, government officials themselves go about their “philandering” ways. It’s a vicious cycle but what can we do? What can we do?


Peace 😉

(I do not own the picture).



On a related note, I googled “Street Children” and the number one suggestion was “Street Children in the Philippines”. Oh my god! Really?! It’s that bad?










You CAN’T find me in da club

I do not fully enjoy clubbing.

Oh I drink alright. Give me anything, I’ll drink it. Rum, Whiskey, Vodka, Tequila, Gin, Beer (well not so much anymore), even alcomixes straight from a bottle! But I just don’t get clubs.

I ordered one bottle of beer, a San Miguel Light (popular here sunny Philippines), and had to pay 152 pesos for the one damn bottle. This only sells at about 30 pesos a bottle in regular stores or in a grocery! For those that cannot fully appreciate it, let me convert to dollars. 30 pesos, is not even a dollar yet. 152 pesos is more-or-less $3.5. See the difference? We also bought a bottle of Jim Beam White for about 3,000 pesos ($65 dollars or more), a pitcher of Coke for about 200 pesos ($4). Jim Beam is only about 1,500 pesos, maybe less and a friggin’ bottle of coke is only 40 pesos.

I like to listen to music, dance, but club music. Blaring, mixed to the core. Okay, I don’t care about the music in clubs. It’s one of the things I actually do like about them.

I’m sure the interior of the bar was very beautiful, well designed. But I couldn’t really see it. It was so dark. Why do these places charge so much, when they cannot even turn half of their lights on?

And I get why people prefer to stand around, and get next to each other super close. Because aside from the booze and the music, most people go to bars to get laid. Well, to meet someone. I guess I don’t enjoy clubs much because I don’t need to find anyone anymore. I’m already happy and content.

So, what’s a guy to do when his office mates carry him to the club? Drink the booze, sit down, and watch people at play. Two girls dancing in the bar then all of a sudden this dude grinds behind one of them and they end up dancing together (reminds me of an episode of How I Met Your Mother actually, yeah remember that time Barney was grinding with this girl in a club and it turned out to be his cousin? Yeah, that was Legen… Wait for it… Dary!), a guy and girl bump into each other and they spend the whole time dancing within each other’s arms as if they were childhood sweethearts. Yeah, I was just content drinking my whiskey with soda and ice.

I enjoy drinking, but in a bar or a “watering hole” where you just drink, eat bar food, listen to music, and you virtually stay seated. That’s perfect for me.

But you know what, seeing the money that people just let fly inside them clubs, I’m actually thinking that is a lucrative business venture. Maybe I’ll own one someday. Who knows?

Again, I do not own the picture.

Peace 😉