the star refuses to shine
thursday:
i was already in the office at a quarter to nine. antoine called me as soon as i opened the office doors. wtf.
hello?
hi frances! this is antoine. did i wake you up?
no. i'm already in the office. -- what? -- how're you?
i'm great! listen, you can pick me up whatever time. i'm having breakfast right now.
ok. we are expecting heavy traffic today since it's rush hour. we'll be there in 45 minutes to an hour.
right. i'll just be here in my hotel. see you soon. cheers! bye bye.
kakape at yoyosi muna ko.
it's already 945am and we were about to pick antoine up from his hotel (after my 45 minute -- or less -- yosi and coffee session). so we went. we were there in 5 minutes.
so we brought him in the office, have him meet the rest of the management and the reps, had lunch at italliani's and then we're off to see the other site.
i really am so effing tired.
sam (ang kataas-taasang bossing) called to inform us that his flight has a stop over in singapore. so he's there. and steve (business Development, who's an american) was in japan for a stop over as well. clients are all over the place. they will have a boys night out tonight. which is good so i can finally rest... in peace. literally.
antoine called it a day at around 645pm. so we dropped him off to his hotel, made our way back to italianni's (to refund around 600 pesos because we just noticed around an hour before that they punched in an order that did not arrive for lunch) and since it was sill rush hour, we made tambay in McCafe with the refunded money.
i was with the comfort of my bed at 1010pm.
i refuse to shine. probably when they're all gone.