Wednesday, April 21, 2010

The Bid





Today is one of those ordinary days in my workplace. I arrived at 6 in the morning to attend a briefing with my superior, Mami Athena. Instead of having a briefing with her, I devoted the first hour of my job blog-hopping before the scheduled training at 7. Training began on time. The new agents came early and surprise to say, they're one of the more eager batches I've handled since the responsibility was given to me. Unlike the other instructors, I give breaks as often as possible. This is to allow the trainees to absorb our lessons before diving into a new subject. I also use the breaks as an opportunity to know the new hires outside the training room and give pep talks about the job. They liked the idea and the problem of boredom didn't hamper our progress. Though there are subjects that were left out during today's session, they will be discussed in detail tomorrow.

There are some challenges at work, which, I couldn't write in my blog. Nevertheless, it may affect the morale of the agents. Even I was a little saddened by the drastic changes. I wasn't able to attend the management meeting this afternoon, but I am beginning to sense a collective gloom after the news broke out on the floor. Plans are still being drawn up and hopefully, the lords would come up with a solution soon.

Behind everyone's knowledge is a plot that would free me from my current responsibilities. Yes, Totoy Baliko, I am being pirated by another company. It was Makyokyo who recommended me to his boss. The boss is very eager to hire me, especially after sending him the article about last week's motorcycling event. I will join his editorial team, and the post he is willing to give will catapult me to a very high position. Very enticing, I must say, the compensation alone makes my eyes shimmer.

The problem is, my heart belongs to my workplace. The office is like my second home. And no matter how minuscule the pay is, I am already used to my meager existence.

It was already past 7 pm when I reached the new boss' headquarters in Cainta. Tired and exhausted from this day's grind, I showed up to deliver my decision regarding his proposal. It was a hard sell: His offer, almost a bargain. I considered the distance and the six-day work schedule as the factors behind declining his offer. Makyokyo's interest in returning to his old company - my present workplace - last month also weighted heavy on my decision. After all, I was supposed to be his replacement. He must have some good reasons to abandon the job being offered to me.

The new boss couldn't hide his disappointment after turning down his offer. He said I have the qualities he is seeking for his future Managing Editor. He said I was eager to learn, passionate about the job, and I go the extra mile to deliver what was being required. He was observing my every move during the press event, and after telling him what I should have done to improve my article, his eagerness to draw his cards almost triggered a bidding war inside my head.

"Don't let this opportunity pass." His words kill me.

"You are needed here, just like you are needed there." I couldn't help but show a faint smile after hearing his complements. Especially, after explaining the difficulty of leaving my job.

The meeting ended without a definite resolution. My status stays in stasis. I may have told the new boss that I would rethink about his offer but in reality, I have already made up my decision. The world he offers will bring me to different places. I will get to practice my craft and earn handsomely from my talents.

But I am set to explore other career options; jobs that would make me feel accomplished. The emissaries continue to depart my home port in search of greener pastures elsewhere. It doesn't matter when they would reach their rightful destination. Besides, I am still committed to fulfill my responsibilities and to pay allegiance to a way of living that sustained me for years. If and when I decide to leave, remains uncertain.

But for now, the bid to become an editor and news writer has to end.




13 comments:

Mr. Brightside said...

sometimes a higher pay does not equate to being happy... whatever your decision may be, hope it will turn out for the best.

Von_Draye said...

May God show you the light....





May the light shines forever!
-Visionaries; King Leoric-

Kunek!?

totoy baliko said...

Can't really find the right words to say : )

Whatever makes u happy sis' : )

Nimrod said...

naks! matalino ka talaga sa pagdedecide. napahanga naman ako dun. :)

MANDAYA MOORE: Ang bayot sa bukid said...

ikaw lang ang makakapagdesisyon nyan. kaya ka nga binigyan ng utak ni bathala... a ewan, wala akong masabi

Guyrony said...

Choose whatever makes you feel fulfilled.

In the end, success doesn't mean financial wealth but satisfaction of who you are and what you do.

And hello, six days? Come on, work hard, sex harder, party hardest!

iurico said...

I'm sure you know better. But just in case you'll read back on this blog entry in the future and decide to give yourself a "whack in the head," I wont tell you "I told you so." haha

PILYO said...

sometimes the door of opportunities opens once in a lifetime... for us to explore and experience the splendor of the new horizons....

cheers.

~Carrie~ said...

kung saan ka masaya, friend, suportahan kata.

vin said...

may mga instances tlga na hindi kayang tumbasan ng pera ung fulfillment naten sa trabaho. kaya nga may mga doctors na nanggagamot at teachers na nagtuturo sa kanayunan dahil un ang passion nila. at the end of the day, masaya sila kc un ang nakakapagpakumpleto ng kanilang pagkatao. seryoso eh no. hehe... anyways, good luck pre!

SAM said...

trainer to trainer: I understand the depth of the sentiment and the reasons for not leaving. hay...

Dhon said...

just follow your heart! :)

Elias Jayson said...

it is our choices that make up who we are (:

hmmkei.