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Hahahahaha... Quite the dilemma you got yourself into huh, Tzi?
It was a regular Friday night for the Coke team. As the annual sales convention of Coca-Cola drew near, everybody in the Coke team geared up and manned their respective battle stations. But of course, that doesn't stop us from taking a break at around 7pm if only for a light dinner and a couple of rounds of beer.
We sat in a dimly lit corner in the 12th floor "mess hall." We try not to talk about work while within the premises of the dining floor of the GT tower. I just find it kinda odd that granted we didn't talk about work, out of all the things we could possibly talk about, the team talked about the most sadistic thing they did to an animal as kids... That or the most sadistic thing a friend of theirs did to an animal at some point in their lives. I narrated what my friend, Pat Badong did to a cat once... At the end of the discussion, it was a unanimous vote that his was the most sadistic deed of all. Congratulations my friend, sikat ka na sa Coke team. Ü
After dinner, we went back to our floor to wrap up the night. Akalain mo ba naman, the girls ended up dancing to Madonna's "Like a Virgin" and Right Said Fred's "I'm too sexy." And don't even get me started on the Shakira song...
I smiled, I laughed. I took a good look at each and every one of them. These were the people who became the most used pigments in the painting that was my last 5 months. We got stressed together, we got drunk together and we worked our asses off together. And in their own special way, the have left their mark on me.
I guess, I realized that in two months, there is a distinct chance that I might not see these people ever again.
It wasn't the product that I handled. Nor was it the prestige of the company who hired me.
At the end of the day, it was the people who made me smile and made me happy amidst all the stress, exhaustion and volatile tempers.
And as I left the office last night, looking back at my team mates still dancing to random songs and making me smile, I realized:
I'm gonna miss you guys a lot.
Gen Wang, the patient mother figure I had - my group account director and my boss. The woman who, along with Francis Chua, my direct supervisor, took me through my baby steps.
Francis Chua, my account director who didn't hesitate to toss me into the frying pan. He also made me appreciate having an eye for detail.
Lianne Salcedo, my cubicle mate, who by the grace of God, was able to handle my geekiness and sat through my random bouts of geek musings.
ER Rafael, Sharon Cuneta look-alike and tangkera extraordinaire. Probably the most veteran member of the team, she's one of McCann's biggest assets.
Lot Eligio, AE with a musical taste that is distinctly her own. She reminded me how to appreciate my provincial roots.
Ria Buenafe, the supposed black heart of the team who, despite the high-pitched girly voice, manages to plan our demise in a painful and elaborate fashion. But of course, I know her to be quite the opposite.
Yettie Dalmacio, my older sister in the team who I'd run to whenever I needed advice regarding my work.
Jho Ragus... I wish you'd follow-up the payments instead of me. I mean, that IS your job... No but seriously, saludo ako minsan how you handle not just the insanity of the Coke team, but the rest of McCann as well.
Aya Montebon, former MTG player who now handles the Coca-Cola teens campaign. She loves pussies... cats that is... Also pregnant with her first baby. I wish her all the joy in the new chapter of motherhood.
Shalimar Salomon, fellow comic book geek like Gen who goes out of her way to watch the Avatar in the middle of the ad congress.
And finally, there is the fashionista of the team, Myrrh Cortes. Hyper, fabulous, and eye-candy all at the same time. Huzzah.
I will sooo miss you guys when this is all over... Haaay... Ü
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