El Trabajo

I would tell my partner that I am that delinquent officer who sleeps in full view of his subordinates; who surfs the web, stream video clips on YouTube, and blog instead of reviewing the work logs of my agents. I'm the supervisor who plays Transport Tycoon Deluxe on my workstation, tops the days of tardiness, thus setting a fine example for the rest to follow, and just last month, I had to be roused from my bed by a phone call from the director. It's already past 9 in the morning and my shift starts at 6 am.

There are so many reasons why it took seven years to be considered for the top post. And judging my performance these past few weeks, the hesitations of my superiors are quite justified.

But when it comes to work, of implementing policies that not only streamline our operations, they put order where none exist. When it comes to making sure everyone goes to their work stations dignified and highly appreciated for their performance.

And when it come to making sure everyone's spirits are uplifted even when material compensation falls short. 

I guess, despite the overwhelming odds, there remains atonement for my appalling and abusive ways.

Six months and counting, I have managed to run my own show, no matter how clumsily I played my part.