Thursday, September 18, 2008

Eulogy for Tina C. Cosep...

Throwing in the Towel...

The first time I saw her, she was on her way out from the winding driveway of the offices of the former Montage Studios back in Horseshoe Village. I was coming back from a meeting, and I said to Ronnie the driver then that she seemed like a nice person. I was wondering whether or not we hired her…

It turned out that Tina Cosep as a secretary was bubbly, gregarious, and simply grabbed her assignments and went straight to the finish line. Of course, she made a couple or so mistakes here and there. Unfortunately for her, she was technically under my former partner Julius (http://golangco.blogspot.com/2008/06/eulogy-for-julius-yap-chua.html) who never really cut people too much slack.

Tina was due for the hatchet.

That time, I was too busy to look for new people, and my side of the house in Montage always seemed undermanned. Tina seemed like a genuinely nice person, and I wanted to prove to my former partners that nurturing people (as opposed to whipping them like mules) can not only help improve those selfsame people, but benefit us in the long run as well… so yes, I told them to not fire Tina, and I took her in.

She did not disappoint.

As first observed, Tina was bubbly, gregarious, and when being taught, vigorously bobbed her head in acknowledgement of everything I said. Of course I knew she was listening since she probably got seven out of ten of what I said. And while she seemed to have learned a lot from me, she also learned a bit of my recklessness. But it was what it was, and it wasn’t bad at all. It was quite good actually. Good enough that I trained and turned Tina into a full-fledged account executive when I put up Maverick Advertising back in January 28, 2002.

There are a handful of people I’ve taken under my wing, who I’ve become quite proud of. Tina was one of them. Apparently, she was used to being left out in her life and fending for herself and her daughter Clarisse. After over half a dozen major soap-opera-style episodes in her life (getting knocked up early, dad had a second family, fire razed everything, etc…) I realized that while I taught Tina how to be become an advertising accounts person, she didn’t need anyone teaching her how to survive. At least I think I gave her a little room to stop from surviving and actually live for a while…

I also taught her that not everyone was out to get you. (Sometimes I think that’s a mistake…)

Tina left Maverick somewhere through 2004 (or was it ’05?). I honestly don’t remember, because when it seemed that Tina’s life was under way, she started to fade from us until she finally decided to put up a little something of her own.

A handful more soap opera-style episodes again later, I was told recently that Tina had found herself a nice, steady job in a cellular phone distributor, kept on dealing with whatever life threw her way, and still came out smiling at the end of the day.

So it was quite a shock to have been told that Tina had already been in Capitol Medical Center’s ICU for two weeks fighting for her life. Shocking because Tina shouldn’t have been in an ICU for that long, because if there was anyone who knew how to fight for her life, it was Tina.

But yesterday she lost the fight.

Cristina C. Cosep passed away last September 18, 2008 to complications from pneumonia. She left behind 3 beautiful children, friends who loved her more than family (no, that wasn’t a typo. And yes, that included me…), showed anyone who cared to pay attention that no matter what kind of shit life threw your way, you can still smile, laugh, then have yourself a nice day…

She was thirty one.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

NO PLANS...

Every now and then, one has those days when NOTHING goes as planned…

Last Sunday was one such day…

I PLANNED to leave Baguio City earlier since the wifey and I had to take her father to the airport…

We PLANNED to take her brood over to Amici at Tomas Morato, where California Pizza Kitchen used to be, for a nice, relaxing dinner…

We PLANNED to hit Pampanga by mid-afternoon...

I PLANNED to hit the Maverick office running strong and hard this week and the next to give me and the team enough momentum for my rather long tenure by the end of the month when my brother heads for his European vacation…

I PLANNED to catch a movie at least twice this week starting Monday…


aaaaaaaaaand here’s the day…

I DID NOT plan on forgetting to get those low-end cellphones from the store for office use. But I did, so I had to wait until the store opened so I can grab a couple of those cheapo phones and get them signed on the receipts to my credit…

I DID NOT plan on having a flat tire while traversing Kennon Road at 11:30am…

I DID NOT plan on not having the necessary tools to get the spare tire unchained…

I DID NOT plan on finally getting the spare tire out, then finding it doesn’t have air…

I DID NOT plan on wasting two hours along Kennon Road while Dinos, the Harrison store’s Security Dispatch Commander drove down, then ran back up to the city to find a vulcanizing shop that worked on tubeless/radial tires…

I DID NOT plan on not having an honest lunch, and finding the first drive-through spot to my convenient right to be a KFC, which asked me to wait for around 15 minutes for my orders of Zingers, which the wifey turned down, and we were left with tiny chicken fillet sandwiches. NOT a proper lunch…

I DID NOT plan to waste a lot of my coming work week acting like fifth-grade dummies while SMART (yes, the telco) pretends that pre-paid load distributors have to subject ourselves to pointless lectures where only they will truly make all the money anyways…

I DID NOT plan to still be up tonight after a long drive…


Later, dudes…

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Blue Friday...

Nothing big happened last Friday… but for some odd reason, the latter half of the day left me feeling just a bit… weighted… yeah, yeah… I can hear the fat jokes now… but seriously…

Then I backtrack to two things I stumbled upon that day, that have absolutely no direct connection and/or affect on me:

On an online news bulletin: http://environment.newscientist.com/channel/earth/dn14656-massive-canadian-arctic-ice-shelf-breaks-away.html?feedId=online-news_rss20
And it’s even more disturbing to think that for us to maintain some semblance of human comfort, we crank up the airconditioning, and refrigerate more stuff, and have more cars than ever before… so everything really goes up exponentially. The more the earth gets tired, the more we unknowingly fight back and cause even more damage. Just to stay comfortable… I am just as guilty as everyone else though…

Which really makes me wonder what kind of world Marge will be growing up in… I really must be getting old…

And on the Philippine STAR’s front page:
SC REAFFIRMS GAG ON NERI
Right. If you ask me, the real “gag” is on the country for being presented a lousy show where the bad guys win.
http://philstar.com/archives.php?aid=20080904132&type=2

Personally, I’m a little on the side of tired from throwing barbs at the iron maiden known as Gloria “Macapal” Arroyo (I honestly don’t think she deserves her father’s good name…)… It seemed fun at first, but the more one keeps checking on the Philippine government, the more one realizes how futile the whole affair of scrutinizing it is. Not to mention how blatant and brazen our officials have become.

It’s amazing how Gloria has seemingly bought the souls of everyone who can serve her purposes with 9-10 figure sums. Apparently, everything’s for sale when one is discussing things to the tune of hundreds of millions…

Taxes are up. The Chickenjoy meal’s priced like a thirds of Alfredo’s pepper steak. A liter of gasoline is one-sixth of minimum wage. And through all that, the tobacco companies have managed to keep a pack of cigarettes below thirty bucks (at supermarkets) by paying off the people who come up with the tariffs.

And the ice caps are melting, and the weather is getting freaky, and the free soup at corner cafeteria is getting more watery by the day.

And Gloria’s laughing with her goddamn mole all the way to the fucking Swiss banks…