Out

So yesterday, I went to the office to receive my final paycheck. It's a far drive, but frankly, I was so eager to get the hell out of there. I even cut the Boston game.

I talked to Merv and he gives me the "Last day mo na", "Pa-libre naman" speech. It's cute, and he's such a good guy anyways. Though, I still hurriedly ask him what I need to do to get out of here. He turns me over to Miss Anne and she gives me a sheet where I need to write down my attendance based on my cards. So I do. It takes 3 hours to complete it. Don't ask how. But, I had to stay for lunch.

Globe. Even towards your interns, you reek of inefficiency.

So, I finally get my certificate. Which means I can get the receipt for petty cash. But Mervin makes a mistake in signing it and I have to wait again for about an hour before another one lands in my lap. 

By the time its all done and all the requirements are in place, it's 4:07pm. Why is that important? Because the cashier closes at 4 o'clock. 

Which means I have to go back there some other day. Which can't be today because I'm leaving and will be out till saturday. Which means all my spending plans have just been fucked up by 7 FUCKING MINUTES!!!!!! 

I repeat. Globe. Even towards your interns, you reek of inefficiency.