dissatisfaction guaranteed

As dicussed in our human behavior in organizations subject, in a work environment, there are satisfiers and dissatisfiers. Satisfiers are items in the work environment that make an employee happy with their presence; dissatisfiers on the other hand are those items without which an employee becomes unhappy. Satisfiers may be absent and the employee would not be dissatisfied, for example vendo machine in the pantry. Dissatisfiers are items like medical benefits, without which employees could grumble.

Call me spoiled, but I consider internet access in my workplace as a dissatisfier. When I was with the green-and-white, I would spend an average of at least 2 hours a day on the internet. To think we shared PCs back then. Since I was at work early and more often than not went home late, I could use the PC that AMJ and I shared without remorse, or without supervision, for that matter. When I transferred to StingyCo, I realized that there were network admin who actually had the power to remove internet access. Once adminDude removed my internet access because one of the bosses of another department complained that she passed by my cubicle in the middle of the day and I was surfing. Feh.

After a while, my access was restored (after a few friendly chats with adminDude) and I learned how to be more discreet. However, we have never been able to access any instant messenger services due to the firewal. Then, last year, our office email started blocking yahoogroups mail; more debilitating was the start, just last Monday, of our proxy server blocking Yahoo! mail and other services. Aside from having to check mail at home (and not at lunch hour -wink, wink- as we were wont to), we would not be able to check if there were any urgent mail, and I would no longer be able to access my LAUNCHcast personal station. Gaah! I can only listen to so much of The Big Hits station.

If I consider this a dissatisfier, does this mean I'll be on the lookout for new work then? Who hasn't been on the lookout for greener pastures, really? I was just really disappointed that suddenly this policy was implemented, after four years of relative freedom. This also means less sleep, because I will now be forced to surf during the offpeak time of the wee hours of the morning. Oh well. In any case, though, if a better prospect for work comes knocking, who knows? Internet or no internet.

Besides, with a 20% pay differential I will be able to afford unlimited broadband.


social animals we are
Got this from Patty:


Category I - The Hub

You're a 'people person'. Networking runs in your
blood. Consequently, you can move through most
social circles with ease.


What Type of Social Entity are You?
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Apparently I am a 'people person'. Well I do have a lot of acquaintances (just not on friendster), and I believe I can move through most social circles with ease (except the extreme class A, and some communities especially in say, Tondo). I can't say I network well, though. I think I would have jumped StingyCo at the first chance if I did network right. (Hastily looks around to check if anyone has been reading over her shoulder.)

Last Song Syndrome : Building a Mystery - Sarah McLachlan

signing off for the week

Apparently last Wednesday's shivers were the portent of a full-blown case of influenza. As it is, I'm heading home because I can't function right here anymore. Got some things done and am I now going home to rest. Tomorrow we have the final despedida of the Medium Immediate Boss, which I hope to be able to attend.

Here's hoping for a peaceful and healing afternoon's rest as well as a good weekend ahead. Have "pseudo-date" with BB on Sunday; four-odd years after our first pseudo-date for Mickey Blue Eyes. Sky Captain and The World of Tomorrow looks interesting, if only for the star value. Besides, am such a sucker for JUDE-LAW-AND-ANGELINA-JOLIE-IN-THE-SAME-MOVIE! Oh well.

I leave you with a cute Calvin and Hobbes comic. Here's to us all, insignificant specks, but we make the most of it.

-oOo-

I know someone important to me (or used to be, at least) has his/her birthday today. I can't remember. Feh.

-oOo-

Big-time agent is looking for me. Good thing she doesn't know me by face. I will escape now. Have a good weeekend.

Last Song Syndrome : Sweet Home Alabama

in the air

Apparently, Bespren J is also under the weather. Tsk tsk. There must be a bug going around in our little barangay.

despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage

Pohtah. Ayoko na magtrabaho.

Ang lamig pa dito.

Last Song Syndrome : Bullet with Butterfly Wings - Smashing Pumpkins

procrastination

Yes I have a lot to do. Yes I am at work trying to do it. But I have been at work since 7 this morning so I wanted to sneak some time to fill this up. In between work. Because the brain is on overload and may explode sometime soon.

TOP 3 Frequently visited sites
1. mail.yahoo.com
2. blogspot.com
3. livejournal.com

TOP 3 Foods
1. penne al telefono
2. ebi tempura
3. salted garlic squid

TOP 3 Drinks
1. mirinda orange
2. raspberry tea frapp
3. water

TOP 3 Snacks
1. oishi ridges bbq
2. brazo de mercedes
3. kettle corn microwave popcorn

TOP 3 Indoor activities
1. internet
2. TV
3. sleeping

TOP 3 Outdoor activities
1. driving
2. walking
3. badminton

TOP 3 Accessories
1. cellphone
2. earrings
3. badminton racket

TOP 3 Major expenses
1. groceries
2. cable
3. badminton

TOP 3 Books that you like
1. Einstein's Dreams
2. Mists of Avalon
3. Dragonlance

TOP 3 Movies that you like
1. The Princess Bride
2. Lord of the Rings trilogy (hehe, 3 in 1)
3. Good Will Hunting

Last Song Syndrome : Why Not - Hilary Duff

spinning, spinning

How do you handle it when things somehow seem to spiral out of control, and you can't take a step back, even for a moment? Things are a bit stifling at work nowadays (evidenced by my sporadic, not to mention erratic, blogging). Everything is coming to a head within the next two weeks, when StingyCo and Acquistion#4 are going to merge systems. There are two other major projects, and production support for current systems. Then there's also the industry exam that I'm taking on November 3rd, for which I haven't even started studying. Not even opened the book. Not once.

How does one stay sane in times like these? I don't want to go back to 70-hour workweeks and no social life, not when I'm starting to actually have a set of friends at the office, getting close to CB again after all this time, and being able to spend time with my family. I know it's a matter of time management (like I shouldn't be blogging right now); but sometimes it really seems there aren't enough hours in a day. I don't even get to surf and download as much anymore. Sigh.

Last Song Syndrome : If I Am - Nine Days

earthquakes notwithstanding

I am at work on a Saturday evening. We finished a planning session a few hours ago and now we're doing the work that we're supposed to have done this morning if we hadn't had that planning session. In the planning session, we were made to go through a "tunnel" under a row of chairs, in pairs, simultaneously from separate ends of the "tunnel". HR Facilitator was quick to point out that our team, Sir N and I, were heavyweights. What an understatement. Alone, I would have a hard time going through that tunnel--and with another person? Just too much to handle. I ended up "breaking the rules" a bit. Apparently we were all "obedient" because we didn't question the need to do it. I did, but I kept it to myself. And in a jam, I readily break the rules. I knew that. And now, it's back to work, obedient people that we are. (Well, right now it's pretend working. Blog first, work later.)

Meanwhile, on earthquake-related stuff: I was at Starbucks Glorietta 4. Ate J. and I were looking at the plastic Starbucks glasses (the ones that come in the plastic tote bag) when Maleen pointed to the ceiling. Ate J. thought I was being mean when I suddenly looked away from her mid-sentence and stared at the ceiling. The (paper? fabric?) lantern shades of the Starbucks lights were swaying ominously. Then I felt it, a gentle rocking. Everyone had left by this time, but we had just taken our orders and I, for one, didn't want to waste a good raspberry tea frappucinno. So there we were, glued to the spot. Like prophecygrrl, I do not know whether it's safe to go up or down; in any case, we would just have taken our chances and run out to the smoking area. I would have wanted to experience this at one of the upper floors of Oakwood, though, knowing in hindsight that it wasn't a fatal quake. That would have been fun--motion-sickness-inducing, but fun. Supposed nightcap quickly became an earthquake-story-fest, with Vanj having the most interesting story, having been a student in Baguio during the fateful July 1991 earthquake.

N., the former SO, was in Cavite and started texting me, asking where I was and with whom. Another text said that he was concerned and to let him know when I was already home. I texted him, "Hello, OA ka!" I don't want to be mean, but I don't see the need to be answerable to him in any way. It's been more than a year since we've broken up, and I'm not exactly keen for him to be back in my life. Why is it the people we don't really want sticking around do stick around, while those that you wish were still with you don't want anything to do with you? Am I wrong to push him away because, heck, he's the only guy who'll have anything to do with me right now?

Last Song Syndrome : Trouble - Pink

if i were for sale...

"You are worth exactly $1,841,366.00"
I found this out at
Human For Sale

Swiped this from Patty again.

movie weekend

Posted reactions on Saved! and Raising Helen. Quite an interesting combination, actually.

Last Song Syndrome : Whip It - Devo

oh yeah, this is not a gloat post

Green Day: DLSU Reclaims UAAP Men's Basketball Crown

Last Song Syndrome : Confessions Part I - Usher