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Huwebes, Hunyo 26, 2008
Martes, Hunyo 24, 2008
$20.00 an Hour....
A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door. “Daddy, may I ask you a question?”
“Yeah, sure, what is it?” replied the man.
“Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?”
“That’s none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?” the man said angrily.
“I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” pleaded the little boy.
“If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour.”
“Oh,” the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, “Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?”
The father was furious. “If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you’re being so selfish. I work long hard hour’s everyday and don’t have time for such childish games.”
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy’s questioning. How dare him ask such questions only to get some money.
After an hour or so, the man calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00, and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door. “Are you asleep son?” he asked.
“No daddy, I’m awake,” replied the boy.
“I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier,” said the man. “It’s been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here’s that $10.00 you asked for.”
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. “Oh, thank you daddy!” he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
“Why did you want more money if you already had some?” the father grumbled.
“Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,” the little boy replied.
“Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?’
“Yeah, sure, what is it?” replied the man.
“Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?”
“That’s none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?” the man said angrily.
“I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” pleaded the little boy.
“If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour.”
“Oh,” the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, “Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?”
The father was furious. “If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you’re being so selfish. I work long hard hour’s everyday and don’t have time for such childish games.”
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy’s questioning. How dare him ask such questions only to get some money.
After an hour or so, the man calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00, and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door. “Are you asleep son?” he asked.
“No daddy, I’m awake,” replied the boy.
“I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier,” said the man. “It’s been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here’s that $10.00 you asked for.”
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. “Oh, thank you daddy!” he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
“Why did you want more money if you already had some?” the father grumbled.
“Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,” the little boy replied.
“Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?’
Sabado, Hunyo 21, 2008
1st day of the week..... nakakabagot
Kahapon Saturday June 21, 2008, wala lang 1st day of the week dito as usual pagdating dito sa field office 7:00 in the morning kain ng breakfast ulam ko adobo tapos nagkape tapos yosi..(sarap ng buhay ko dito noh!) ako lang kasi ako dito today si engineer ko at yung isang utility namin pumunta sila Al Beish for survey work, baka kasi may makuha kaming project dun. Nakakalungkot nga kahapon kasi boring dito sa office sound trip lang ako ng mga songs ni Bob Marley habang nagbrobrowse sa internet eh offline naman mga friends ko nakakainis tuloy... namimiss ko na ang Pilipinas, 1 year and 4 months and 4 days, 13 hours na akong andito sa lupain ng mga Arabo ( eksaktong kwenta yan!). Balik tayo dito sa buhay sa field office... 3 months after I worked in head office in Jeddah nadestino agad ako dito sa Jizan almost 1,000 Km. away from Jeddah.... 1,000 Km????????? Holy Shit!! bakit ako??? kinausap naman ako ng Division Manager namin at sinabi nyang "your going to Jizan and I will double your salary!" Huh???? sarap nun! kaya lang bigla akong nagising late na pala ako... panaginip lang pala.. hehehe, sabi nya may bagong Project daw sa Jizan and maybe I will learn a lot of things there kasi nasa job site mismo ako and i'm going to handle marine works, di na ako nakatanggi since ako ang pinaka bago dito sa group namin and tapos na ang project ko sa Jeddah.. kaya ayun napunta na ako dito 1 taon at 1 buwan na ako dito nasanay na rin dito lalo na sa klima sobrang init dito eh pero ayos lang may mga kasama naman akong Pinoy dito kaya lang sa site sila nagtratrabaho.... tyaka may TFC kami dito kahit papano nakakabawas ng Homesick at nalalaman kung anu nangyayari sa Pinas. Di bale konting tiis na lang after this project balak ko ng magbakasyon maybe first quarter of 2009... anu kaya mga latest happennings sa Pilipinas? napaka istrikto kasi dito eh, anyway sabi nga nila basta may tiyaga may nilaga.. wag lang matuyuan ng sabaw........hanggang sa muli kaibigan!
Huwebes, Hunyo 19, 2008
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Hi welcome sa blog ko, just call me bob marcky la lang walang magawa kaya naisipang gumawa ng blog ko..maybe epekto ito ng masyado ng homesick he, he, he, kasalukuyan akong andito sa gitna ng disyerto sa lupain ng mga Arabo, mahigit 1 taon na ako dito ayos naman ang buhay dito kahit papano nakapag adjust na yun nga lang medyo istrikto maraming bawal. Sa katunayan wala akong hilig mag post ng kahit anu kahit sa mga forum parang wala akong gana pero heto ako ngayon nagsusulat dito sa blog... siguro kailangan ko naman ng pagbabago kasi ako ang taong laging may topak ha! ha! ha! mahilig akong sumubok ng mga bagay bagay na bago medyo mahilig sa adventure ika nga nila, sabihin na nating nag eenjoy lang ako at siguro sa pamamagitan ng blog na ito maari kong ilabas ang mga saloobin ko at mga walang kwentang bagay bagay na maisipan ako at gusto ko gawin, lagi ko na lang kasi kausap sarili ko kaya siguro ito na ang panahon para maisawalat ko naman ang mga walang kwentang ideas ko he, he, he, anyway kung sino ka man na nagbabasa nito maraming salamat sa iyo, kung may suhestiyon ka man o mga puna mag comment ka lang para sa ikabubuti ng blog ko (kung meron man) maraming salamat sa inyo...
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