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Which way?

Have you ever been caught between two good-paying and excellent jobs?

If you have been, can you at least spare me some advice? pleaseeeeeee…..

I am quite aghast and surprised by the recent job offer that I got just this week. To make it easier to comprehend, let’s call the 1st job offer – job 1, and the recent job offer – job 2.

I accepted job 1 on the 2nd week of March, and was so busy complying the pre-employment requirements so I could start within this week (April 1st week). Last week, March 23, I received a call for interview for job 2, and I gave it a shot. I was a bit disappointed that during the interview, they told me they are into a minimum pay (like my previous employer), so I already presumed I’m not gonna accept job 2.

Yesterday, April 4, I have completed my requirements for job 1. Coincidentally, I also got a call from job 2 that I’m hired, and referred me to check my email for further details of the job. When I checked, I found out that bought are of the same salary grade – darn!

To fully understand my situation, here is a “tale of the tape”:

JOB 1

* 30 kms from home (about 3 rides to get there)
* Mon-Fri; 8am-5pm
* office and field work
* government

JOB 2

* 5 kms from home (1 ride only; less fare)
* Mon-Sat; 8am-5pm
* office and field work
* NGO

I really don’t know now which way to go. Should I go with job 1 since I already complied my requirements and will be starting on Thursday for orientation? or should I accept job 2 which is nearer to home but longer working days, and leave job 1?

I would be very glad to receive your comments and feedback before Thursday.

waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!

A Letter from Fukushima. (a blog post from www.mynosebleed.com)

 

I fervently hope and pray that these kids be spared from the radiation.. Let them enjoy life.. Oh Lord, have mercy on us all.

 

 

NOTE: This letter was written by a Vietnamese immigrant working in Fukishima as a policeman to a friend in Vietnam. Not sure if it’s legit, but who cares. Read read read and learn the true meaning of sacrifice (and strong ethics too) from an amazing 9yo kid. I have no words to say, really got me teary eyed.

I read the fatalities reached 18ooo already. Many are homeless and suffering from hunger. Hoping things will get better for Japan and its people, soon.



Brother,

How are you and your family? These last few days, everything was in chaos. When I close my eyes, I see dead bodies. When I open my eyes, I also see dead bodies. Each one of us must work 20 hours a day, yet I wish there were 48 hours in the day, so that we could continue helping and rescuing folks.

We are without water and electricity, and food rations are near zero. We barely manage to move refugees before there are new orders to move them elsewhere.

I am currently in Fukushima, about 25 kilometers away from the nuclear power plant. I have so much to tell you that if I could write it all down, it would surely turn into a novel about human relationships and behaviors during times of crisis.

The other day I ran into a Vietnamese-American. His name is Toan. He is an engineer working at the Fukushima 1 nuclear plant, and he was wounded right at the beginning, when the earthquake struck. With the chaos that ensued, no one helped him communicate with his family. When I ran into him I contacted the US embassy, and I have to admit that I admire the Americans’ swift action: They sent a helicopter immediately to the hospital and took him to their military base.

But the foreign students from Vietnam are not so lucky. I still haven’t received news of them. If there were exact names and addresses of where they work and so on, it would be easier to discover their fate. In Japan, the police do not keep accurate residential information the way they do in Vietnam, and privacy law here makes it even more difficult to find.

I met a Japanese woman who was working with seven Vietnamese women, all here as foreign students. Their work place is only 3 kilometers from the ocean and she said that they don’t really understand Japanese. When she fled, the students followed her, but when she checked back they were gone. Now she doesn’t know if they managed to survive. She remembers one woman’s name: Nguyen thi Huyen (or Hien).

No representatives from the Vietnamese embassy have shown up, even though on the Vietnamese Internet news sites they claim to be very concerned about Vietnamese citizens in Japan – all of it a lie.

Even us policemen are going hungry and thirsty, so can you imagine what those Vietnamese foreign students are going through? The worst things here right now are the cold, the hunger and thirst, the lack of water and electricity.

People here remain calm – their sense of dignity and proper behavior are very good – so things aren’t as bad as they could be. But given another week, I can’t guarantee that things won’t get to a point where we can no longer provide proper protection and order. They are humans after all, and when hunger and thirst override dignity, well, they will do whatever they have to do. The government is trying to provide air supply, bringing in food and medicine, but it’s like dropping a little salt into the ocean.

Brother, there are so many stories I want to tell you – so many, that I don’t know how to write them all. But there was a really moving incident. It involves a little Japanese boy who taught an adult like me a lesson on how to behave like a human being:

Last night, I was sent to a little grammar school to help a charity organization distribute food to the refugees. It was a long line that snaked this way and that and I saw a little boy around 9 years old. He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

It was getting very cold and the boy was at the very end of the line. I was worried that by the time his turn came there wouldn’t be any food left. So I spoke to him.

He said he was in the middle of PE at school when the earthquake happened. His father worked nearby and was driving to the school. The boy was on the third floor balcony when he saw the tsunami sweep his father’s car away. I asked him about his mother. He said his house is right by the beach and that his mother and little sister probably didn’t make it. He turned his head and wiped his tears when I asked about his relatives.

The boy was shivering so I took off my police jacket and put it on him. That’s when my bag of food ration fell out. I picked it up and gave it to him. “When it comes to your turn, they might run out of food. So here’s my portion. I already ate. Why don’t you eat it.”

The boy took my food and bowed. I thought he would eat it right away, but he didn’t. He took the bag of food, went up to where the line ended and put it where all the food was waiting to be distributed. I was shocked. I asked him why he didn’t eat it and instead added it to the food pile …

He answered: “Because I see a lot more people hungrier than I am. If I put it there, then they will distribute the food equally.”

When I heard that I turned away so that people wouldn’t see me cry. It was so moving — a powerful lesson on sacrifice and giving. Who knew a 9-year-old in third grade could teach me a lesson on how to be a human being at a time of such great suffering? A society that can produce a 9- year-old who understands the concept of sacrifice for the greater good must be a great society, a great people.

It reminds me of a phrase that I once learned in school, a capitalist theory from the old man, Fuwa [Tetsuzo], chairman of the Japanese Communist Party: “If Marx comes back to life, he will have to add a phrase to his book, Capital, and that ‘Communist ideology is only successful in Japan.’”

Well, a few lines to send you and your family my warm wishes. The hours of my shift have begun again.

– Ha Minh Thanh

 

 

This post is reblogged from The Professional Heckler’s recent post.

Get funny.

Get satirical.

Enjoy the heckler’s wit and humor.

IMPEACHED! News Flash! A magnitude 212 earthquake shook the Philippine archipelago shortly after midnight Tuesday. The Philippine Institute of Volcanology and Seismology said the quake’s epicenter was 17.6 km northeast of Manila, and was politics in origin. Intensity 46 was felt by the opposition bloc. Although there were no immediate reports of damage to properties, one casualty was reported. Authorities identified her as Merceditas Navarro Gutierrez, the … Read More

via The Professional Heckler

I just broke a promise.

I promised to have new posts on weekdays, and I failed. waaaaaaaaa huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu!

The good thing is, I’m trying again 🙂 zhar!

I have been bombarded with documents, meetings, workshops, site inspections, bad news (on nation wars, radiation leaks) these past few days. And the most annoying part? the phone calls!

Well, we can’t get away from receiving calls, most especially at this time when communicating is possible in just a tap and click. But it turns sooo annoying especially if you’ve finally called it a day, and then somebody calls you in the middle of the night just to follow you up on some documents that you’ve sent already.

Isn’t it there’s a thing called “courtesy”?

I’ve been trying sooo hard to observe the “Abundance Life principle” (where you tend to understand what’s happening around you, respecting other people’s journey, etc.), but having gone through the tedious phone calls for a week, I dropped the F-bomb.

I failed to contain my disappointment and stress, especially that I wasn’t able to blog to relieve me (at least).

Good thing reliable friends and supportive family are there, I got company 🙂

It’s gonna be like this in a few weeks to come. Hopefully, I’m still sane when I’m out of the company by April 8, hahaha!

Just this morning, I was so engrossed reading about the Supermoon set to happen on March 19. Speculations arise that whenever there’s a Supermoon, disasters like tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions among other natural disasters will wreck havoc on Earth.

And now, just this afternoon, a power tsunami hit Japan spawned by an 8.9 earthquake, sweeping cars, homes, boats and people, as widespread fires were also out of control.

Warning levels have been raised to countries along the Pacific, specifically sending signals to Guam, Taiwan, the Philippines, Indonesia, Papua New Guinea and U.S. state of Hawaii.

Since last week, rumors have been circulating the web about natural catastrophes and extreme weather that the ‘Supermoon’ could bring.

Around January 2005, when the last extreme Supermoon took place, there was indeed a terrible disaster. I could still remember the devastating tsunami which gobbled up parts of Indonesia and other pacific countries — two weeks before the Supermoon event.

According to astrologers, the full moon at lunar perigee, can wreak havoc on Earth. This is the time when the moon is at its closest during its orbit. But the scientific community won’t get the idea.

“The question is not actually so crazy. In fact scientists have studied related scenarios for decades. Even under normal conditions, the moon is close enough to Earth to make its weighty presence felt: It causes the ebb and flow of the ocean tides,” Space.com said in an article.

Astrologers also pointed out that Hurricane Katrina, which happened in 2005, was the result of the Supermoon phenomenon. The Supermoon occurred in 1955, 1974 and 1992, accompanied by extreme weather conditions.

Keep yourselves safe and sound! have a blessed evening 🙂

Changing Horses

I’ve tendered my resignation today — finally.

I was in a hurry making my resignation letter this morning so I could pass it right away (excited??? hahaha). I never expected to be hired, well Thank God, you’ve finally heard my prayers!

Now in case you also would want to tender your resignation, I’m sharing you my letter.

<Date>

<Name>
<Designation>
<Company>
<Address>

Thru:    <Name>
<Designation>
<Company>

Dear _________:

Please accept this as a formal notice of my resignation from the position of <position> at the <company>, effective 30 days from today. My last working day will be April 10, 2011.

After much consideration, I have decided to accept another job offer. I love working with the <company>, but in this trying times when family matters the most – I feel that it is time already.

For almost a year, I have been postponing my resignation. I finally decided to quit when, months after I gave birth, my monthly earnings can no longer support the family – add the fact that all commodities are increasing nowadays. My love for the workplace and my colleagues are covered with this stark reality.

Working for the organization has been a wonderful experience. I feel privileged to have been part of such a professional team and will miss all my colleagues.

I appreciate both the professional and personal growth opportunities that have been provided to me during my time with the organization. I would like to thank <name>, in particular, for all the advice and support. She has taught me so much about professionalism. I hope that we will stay in touch as I begin this new chapter in my career.

I wish you and <company> continued success in the future.

Sincerely,

<signature>
<My Name>

 

For those who aren’t happy with your jobs, take The Chief Happiness Officer’s advise: “Loving what you do is just that damn important!”

I wish you happiness in your career guys! Wooohooooooo!

Call me “mababaw” or superficial, but I really can’t help it..

I just read a very nice story from yahoo, and it moved me to tears.

The kid, Brennan, was just 10 years old, and he has only weeks to live. According to the author, Brennan was suffering from a rare kind of cancer called “embryonal rhabdomyosarcoma” which muscular tumors attach themselves to bones.

Little Brennan has always loved the Army – and with this, his mother even set up a facebook page (Brennan’s Brigade), to keep family and close friends informed of his condition. For his 10th birthday last February 26, Brennan’s greatest wish was to meet some soldiers in person, before his illness worsened. And so, his ever loving mother did.

In time for his surprise birthday bash, 40 soldiers showed up, standing at attention with a humvee. The soldiers shouted “Happy Birthday!” and gave Brennan his much-deserved applause.

The soldiers made Brennan feel so soldier-like even giving him army-themed gifts (military jacket, caps, shirts, etc.) and of course, a ride in the humvee. I was sooo happy for this brave boy. ( I think that motherly feel got on me in this story)

As one army officer quipped “It opened my eyes to a lot of things: How I take my kids for granted, how lucky we are, how we complain on a day-to-day basis and we really have it good compared to others.” — This really strucked me.

Surely, our condition is way better than some people. I knew a friend who also died from cancer, and he was 21 years old. He was an achiever, but this illness struck him like thunder, leaving him bed-ridden. It was so hurtful to see him in that condition, but what can we do? He keeps on saying “As much as I want to live long, God has pulled the thread already. And I’m accepting it, after all, if this illness was given to me so as to save other people especially kids from having it, I’m more than willing to take it all”.

We found ourselves complaining of things that we don’t have, but we never gave thanks for the things that we already have, but took for granted. Life, indeed, is a many-splendored thing.

 

Have a safe evening everyone! Enjoy life! 🙂