going badoodles

I have marked my first year in my dream job and i must say that i am as in love with what i am doing every day in the office as much i am obsessed with mybebe.  It’s like that since the beginning of time, either i enjoy my career or bum and quit like i did in the past.

My bosses are not the stereotyped people that i had to deal with in the past jobs that was not even enough to give me a decent life. The people i deal with in the present are more like my colleagues rather than the people i am accountable to.

My company extends its market from Luzon to Mindanao and has influenced the life of people from the north to the south pole.

Although i am not the most important person in the department, somehow i take pride in the fact that majority of the operations of all the managers that constitute our department is somehow dependent on the kind of output the team i belong to produces.

It is this same career path that has made my name known all over the country and it is at this point in time that i could probably say that i am equally famous as the artistas people scream for at this time and age.

Recently, my boss has been slowly tapping my hidden potentials and it is with my bloated ego that i am coming up to the challenge and proving that i am the best she could ever have.

As i am in the training team of the company, i have been tapped to facilitate for one of the training segments this morning. In my audience are 10 of the top ranking managers from the different departments.

I would have frozen alive when i realized that i am being watched, but it was my shining moment.  I delivered my piece as if i owned the room and the acknowledgment of a job well done that came from the boss of my boss is enough to send my spirit sky rocketing through the horizon.

For all it’s worth, i know this is the career where i intend to settle and enjoy until the day i am doomed by retirement and probably sent to the home for the aged.