Wave 41.1

Okay, so I was wrong when I said that it's hard making friends after college.

Rex, he has this ability to magnet people around him. It's like he's stuffed with Elvis dust that makes him so, for a lack of a better word, charismatic.

I enrolled into this job with less expectations in mind. I was finally home after a year of mad solitude. I was looking for a job, and eventually found one to support myself. I was like, okay, let me try this call center hype because I heard that the pay is good and that probably would be enough to supply my needs, meet new people to get acquainted with, probably resign after 3 months, clear my head and rearrange my goals in pursuing my medical-related profession and childhood dreams.

But I sure was in for a big treat. It probably is because that it somehow challenged me, mentally and physically. I was dead wrong when I used to assume that it is an easy job. Well clearly, it isn't. It just feels nice to be challenged like this. If a month from now, and all of this will be just a mere easy routine for us, I will remember the training days.

Moving on, I just feel so blessed to be a part of this class. Twenty-one individuals, from all different walks of life, and with extreme behaviors, thrown into one wave, with all the bad traits that make each and everyone of us so unique. But that of course, is coupled with pure hearts that leaves an invisible knot that connect our insides.

It's like every gradeschooler's dream of how school should be like. Being paid while studying and playing, learning cool stuff about life in general, meeting new friends, having an awesome teacher.

But then of course, awesome would be an understatement with this guy. His teaching capabilities somehow transcends into a more personal level. Funny how you would think that I would feel like this in a span of six weeks of constant togetherness. But I am not alone on this one, I'm pretty sure 2o more souls feel the same way too.

Or probably most of us misses the company and that feeling of being protected by new strangers you're weirdly comfortable with.

All I'm trying to say is that, had we been with a difficult trainer and had I been included on a different batch, I didn't really think that I would stay and last for as long as I still do working in that place. We had a great leader that walked us through all the funniest and worst of situations. He made us feel special and treated each and everyone of us in his own customized way and gesture of subtly telling us that everything will be okay.

It's always bad to see something end, especially if its as pretty as this bond. And surely I will miss Rex and the gang, too.

And with that again, had I not tried working in this other chaotic world, a world completely different to the medical world I've dealt with before, I wouldn't have met these people who have all the qualities on the makings of a life-long friend.

You're not like the rest, you're one of the best, Rex! If not the best teacher there ever was!

May all your dreams come true! Stay happy!

I'm not sure if he realizes that he has the ability to touch and poke people's hearts. It's quite subtle, but you just know that once it hit you. It's there, probably forever.

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Moving forward, I didn't realize that I haven't published this one yet. I really thought I did. Okay, so I wrote the one above maybe three weeks ago, when everything was still okay. And okay had a bit of silver lining to it.

And as of this very moment, 7 more hours and I'm supposed to go back to work. But I won't.. I won't. I've ran out of reasons to go back. I am losing precious time, patience, sanity, blood, and weight. Money and job security aren't even worth it anymore. I've thought about it over this weekend, over and over over, and I have made up my mind. This job is not for me. I've become a completely different person, even having a hard time understanding myself somehow.

Maybe the job description fell a little short of my expectations, maybe my body wasn't ready for it yet, hence the hypotension that dropped to 85/55 on the last day of my shift last week. Whatever the reason is, maybe I can attest that I didn't sign up for this. It's not even about the money anymore. This job had cost me my health and my parent's health as well. I went home so I could take care of them to make sure that they live a stress free life from now on. And here they are, waking up early in the morning to make me breakfast and driving me to work.

Looking back, I used to work at a hospital for six months with no salary whatsoever, yet I stayed for that long because I somehow cared about what I do. I loved doing things and making miracles for my patients. I treated and solved real issues. Don't get me wrong, working in a call center is a very noble job, but it clearly is not for me.

Only God knows where I'm heading.. so goodluck to me!
And God bless you all!

I will miss 41.1. But I probably won't miss my job.
See you around guys, please do keep in touch.

I love you, 41.1.Thank you for the memories. We will make more memories in time.. get together ta soon ha?!