January 29, 2008, 3:15 p.m.
Sender: Abogwapo
“Wow! Good to hear tol. Punta ust gusto mo sumabay?
January 29, 2008, 3:16 p.m.
Sender: Mom
“Congrats punta ka sss nir cti hall hingi membership application "
At last, someone called back. I just finished with a final interview with a BPO company located in Makati and I passed. I was told I could start on February as a legal researcher in the company. Being a BPO the work hours are different from “regular” companies. My work hour shifts from 6am to 2pm and 2pm to 10pm, the change in schedule is implemented monthly. So for one month I cannot go out late since my shift starts at 6am and the next month I can go as late as I want. The schedule was hard for me to adjust in the start specially waking up as early as 4 am to get to work in time. At least I wasn’t given a graveyard shift.
It felt good finally landing a job. It makes you feel you have a purpose and needed. At the same time you begin to have financial independence from your parent’s which is really empowering. It was also a bonus that I got to work in Makati, since all of my friends work there too. But I soon found out that meeting with them is difficult due to my unusual schedule.
Looking back, law school really retarded my life for five years. I always meet with high school or college batch mates who were already supervisors in their jobs while some were already married with kids. You may say, ”Why didn’t you become a working student, its been done before?” the short answer to that is my parent’s forbade me. It’s sort of a deal I made, if I want their support to enter law school I must focus on it. If I want to work, then work. The obvious choice is the first since I really wanted to pursue a law degree but at the same time I had no financial capacity to support myself at the time.
So at the age of 26 I officially became part of the workforce for the first time. It was an exciting day and I finally felt things were turning for the better.
I spoke to soon.
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