Her Success
5:40am. Guadalupe. After getting off from the jeepney, I heard someone called my name. I thought I was dreaming or imagining things - which has become my habit these past few days.
It was Sheng. A college friend and classmate. She’s also going to work. In such moments where you know time is of the essence, you tend to ask relevant, important questions.
Sheng: Ba’t dito ka sumasakay?
Rai: Sa Shaw office ko. Tapos mo na Harry Potter?
Sheng: Hindi pa. Na-promote si Tin. Senior Analyst na siya.
Rai: Wow. Sige ingat. Bye.
A sudden pang of envy hit me as I crossed the street, joining the throng of people hurrying up for work. The sun was crimson red in the east. My stomach was rumbling, the sound it produced was inaudible amidst the cacophony of honking vehicles.
Tin and I were officemates. We belonged to a different team though. Hers was better - in a fair view. We were also classmates in college and she’s one of the cleverest students in class. A Harry Potter fanatic. She spoofed Harry in her grad pic complete with wand, eyeglasses and dressrobe. The effect was Harry’s female version. Hermione with eyeglasses.
Thinking about the company where I spent almost 6 months, I could feel a sense of regret. My performance was mediocre. I was having fun. Besides, I have long accepted the truth that everything is transient. I don’t want to get stuck into something but I want some sense of permanence.
I beamed when I grabbed my phone and sent my kudos to Tin. Her promotion deserves a celebration.
