oui, c'est déjà decembre. en l'an 2003, j'ai quitté le pay juin passé. (lexington "training") et c'est temps pour moi maintenant .. je vais à la maison en cebu. c'était une anée de transition. no great successes, no huge defeats. made new friends enemies and discarded the clutter. while a couple i think, grew stronger. c'est la vie .. n'est ce pas?
there was that episode from south park about the metrosexual. metrosexuals are str8 people having an extra charged vanity gene (so much so their suspect of being gay).
vanity. goes right on top of my list of intrinsic evils.
expectations differ between cebu and lexington. in my supposed "understanding" of the project at the end of six months. how to quantify this understanding? that it might become an issue later is a real concern. je suis .. not looking forward to getting blamed for something i have nothing to do with. where is the accountability?
i was manipulated to a compromising situation when i got here. about the lodging and transportation arrangements. not being told deliberately about having to share the room. and having to share the car. its not right to trick people into something. not right at all. this sign was taken in chicago. an unassuming bench on the side near museum park.
why is it compromising? we are talking about time spent outside of work. on the weekends. in the morning. at lunch. dinner. i am forced to accomodate from months on end. forced being the operative word. reminded me of what picard said in one of the episodes .. about how precious it was to simply have a choice.
the training started out with a plan, then it was discarded for some reason (unknown). it felt like we were going thru with everything on a whim (it was up to me .. pretty much) to dig in. which isnt a problem per se, except that people are mislead to believe other wise. and then .. i had some inquiries, from 2 months ago which up to now, remain unanswered. whaddupwiddat?? ^_^
"we should reward those who are loyal to us, and punish those who are disloyal" - rob