Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Ballistics in the Workplace: A Lesson in Leadership

Office ballistics. (Photo from BusinessNewsDaily.com)
Yesterday afternoon, a woman bringing a laptop with her walked into our office. She headed straight
toward our IT support officer and deposited the laptop with him. Not immediately finding the charger of the laptop inside the laptop bag, our officer asked the woman where the charger was. Without even trying to help our officer in finding the missing charger, she immediately whipped out her mobile phone and called someone. Her voice was cold and monotonous as she talked to the person on the other line - apparently a subordinate of hers. All of us in our department were within hearing range as she berated the person she was talking to for forgetting to pack the charger in the bag, spitting venom in that cold, dry voice of hers. She excused herself from us then stepped out of our office, leaving all of us with mouths agape.

After asking our support officer about her identity, I found out that she was an account manager for one of our laptop service providers. Turns out that he had one of our office laptops returned to them several weeks ago for repair, and the said laptop was returned to us only now. He added that this particular service provider has a habit of rendering very slow service.

Our support people were still explaining to me what happened to that laptop and who that lady was when one of them shushed us. From our first floor lobby, we could actually hear a woman openly scolding someone at the top of her voice. We could hear her from three floors away - imagine that! The same support guy who shushed us whispered, "Ma'am, that was the girl who just came over."

I then told our support team never to make any transactions with this woman and her company anymore.

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Our supervisor asked me why her actions in our office would make me come to such a decision to break any business ties we have with that woman's company which is one of our IT equipment suppliers. Here is my explanation. You have a boss with a crappy attitude lording over an office. Thus, the tendency is for her subordinates to have low morale. Low morale could translate to the following:

  • SLOW AND UNSATISFACTORY WORK OUTPUT. Deadlines and quality of work will no longer mean anything to an employee who initially tries to make the cut by painstakingly doing tasks on time, and yet is received with negativity and/or total lack of appreciation by the boss.
  • FAST EMPLOYEE TURNOVER. Unless an employee has a masochistic streak, he/she will not be able to tolerate the stressful conditions in the office under that kind of leadership. The office will always be going back to Square One with each new hire when the more experienced and more knowledgeable employees resign from the toxic work environment.
  • DISAPPOINTING CUSTOMER SERVICE. You have a new hire taking on your issue. Poor kid barely knows the ins and outs of what he/she should be doing to resolve your issue. Then there is the added stress of that oh-shit moment when the kid does make a mistake and his/her boss publicly shames him/her. How can any sane person perform well under those circumstances? At the end of the day, it's not only the employee who gets affected by all the negativity. Even the client suffers, being at the receiving end of less-than-impeccable service provided by the hapless employee.
This woman did not have the decency to hide her crappy attitude while visiting a client. So what does that say about her as a leader? On the macro level, what does that say about the company she is part of?

Personally speaking, a company that keeps people like her with no regard for human dignity and corporate team building is a company that gives little or no value at all to its manpower.

If I were this woman's boss and I found out about this incident, she'd be out of the door before she could say, "F*#k you!"

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I've had my share of crappy bosses before, and I know how it feels to be degraded and deprived of any respect in the office. I also know how it is to wake up every weekday morning feeling as if a boulder is bearing down on you as you prepare for work. Trust me when I say that this is not the best feeling in the world. My only initiative during those dark days was the fact that I needed my job to keep my family alive - nothing more, nothing less.

Despite my unfortunate corporate experiences, I am still grateful for having lived through them. These taught me one solid concept -- that more than the clients, more than the business reputation, more than the income, the biggest asset an organization has is its people. This is the reason why before anything else, a company must first see to the needs, aspirations, and goals of the people within because the talents, skills, and ingenuity they possess are its treasures.

A company with happy employees is a company who will have the empathy, knowledge, and skill sets that can be used to serve their clients well. It is these same characteristics that will attract potential customers because as a leader of the organization, you armed your employees with positive traits that will shine through in every transaction or deal they make.

Now that I was also given the task to manage a team, I could only thank my former toxic employers for the experiences I had under them because I definitely am not emulating any of them, haha. I'd like to think that I am doing well...so far.

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By the way, there is a postscript to that incident with the "Screaming Lady." We knew she left our building already when the shouting downstairs died down. Our support officer who received the repaired laptop went back to going through the laptop bag's contents. He then felt a bulge on the bag's front pocket. Just as he was taking out the no-longer-lost laptop charger from the front pocket, his mobile phone suddenly rang. It was that woman. She called to request our support officer to check the front pocket of the laptop bag to see if the charger was there - which he already did. He confirmed the finding of the charger, thanked the woman, got off the phone, and let out a hearty "tsk, tsk, tsk."

Gee, all those ballistics spewed at random directions just for nothing.

We definitely aren't doing any business at all with this woman and her company in the future.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Fifty Shades of Madness in the Philippines

The book. (Photo from TheGuardian.com)
Note: This writer has not yet seen the movie, but has read the book. All the books of the series, for that matter. Thus, allow me to emphasize that this is not a review of the movie. It's something much more.

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As of this very moment, the movie adaptation of the outrageously popular book, Fifty Shades of Grey, is raking in the big bucks on local shores in this season of hearts and motel bookings.

Some will say that they are watching/have watched the movie out of curiosity, especially with the PR blitz surrounding both the books and their cinematic counterparts.

Others will note that they're just jumping on the immense Fifty Shades bandwagon. After all, it is the "in" movie of the season.

Still others (the male population primarily) will complain that they were just dragged to the movie theater by their respective significant others or barkada (group of buddies) who are rabid Fifty Shades fans.

Then there are those who take the more pa-intellectual route and note that their interest in the movie is merely to create a comparative analysis of the presentation and discourse of sexual domination in cinema vis-a-vis the literary counterparts.

Enraptured. (Photo from DailyMail.co.ok)
C'mon, peeps. Why do we REALLY want to watch Fifty Shades?

Because of the sex scenes, of course!

Those who already watched the movie which debuted in Philippine cinemas (except for the SM movie theaters) last February 11 will probably give you mixed feedback regarding their experiences in watching the movie. The biggest letdown, of course, came in the form of those black blobs that conspicuously showed up on the main characters' private parts during steamy scenes. Quite frustrating, considering that the movie was already given an R-18 rating. Seriously, people 18 years old and up have already seen what has been covered in the movie, at least, in front of a mirror. That's why I don't get the black blobs despite the R-18 rating.

Unfortunately, it was the film's producer, Columbia Pictures, who inserted the blurs and blobs in the hope that a lower rating can be generated from the local movie review board --- an R-16 at least. A rating lower than R-18 means that the film can be allowed to run in SM Mall-owned movie houses. SM Malls, incidentally, have the most number of movie theaters scattered across the country. Despite all efforts, the Movie and Television Review and Classification Board (MTRCB) still went for an R-18 rating despite the blurs and blobs, and the film's chances of being run in any SM Mall went kaput.

However, apparently the SM Mall non-showing is no longer an issue. All the other cinemas are now showing Fifty Shades, and they're benefiting big time from it. (Hahaha, this time, you've been PWND, SM.)

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The story itself is not exactly unique. Quite frankly, I read Mills and Boons books with better plots. My friend, Mignonette, gave me among the best critiques I ever heard about the book: some books, when you finish, you'd love to read again. Fifty Shades isn't one of those books - unless you already bookmarked the sex scenes for those lonely nights when you only have your own hands for company.

Author of the Fifty Shades trilogy, EL James. (Photo from 
You do have to hand it to Fifty Shades author, EL James, for boldly using the taboo concept of S&M (sadomasochism) and integrating it into a typical obnoxiously-rich-and-hot-guy-falls-for-mousy-girl-next-door story. The uncanny mix, despite the corny lines and the apparent lack of research into the real world of BDSM (Those with that kind of fetish are up in arms over EL James' depiction of the deed), turned into an instant hit among women across the world who have never in their dreams thought of reading porn in public until now.

Hollywood just couldn't resist the pull of a potential money earner in Fifty Shades. And they were right. The same women who engaged in reading this so-called "mommy porn" are now falling in line at the theaters, and those too lazy to read now have the chance to find out what the buzz was all about.

Never mind how the actors in the movie were apparently panting and sighing their lines all throughout the movie (I'm just basing this statement on the trailers). They could've casted Jimmy Fallon and Tina Fey to play Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele respectively, but the droves of fans would still come to watch the movie.

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Jamie Dornan and Dakota Johnson as Christian Grey and
Anastasia Steele respectively. (Photo from MarieClaire.co.uk)
In the office, on the streets, online...the common question one would hear is, "Kailan tayo manonood ng Fifty Shades (When are we watching Fifty Shades)?" Even my girl gang from elementary days is marking this on their calendars and setting the sked for our Fifty Shades movie date.

If ever our movie date does push through (As of last FB private messaging, chances of our movie date turning into a dinner date are getting higher, haha), I'm just going to watch it to see how much of the film stayed true to the book, and how the steamy scenes will be executed without going too hardcore. (Erotica-induced imagination can be quite graphic, you know.)

Last I heard from the reviews, the movie ditched the annoying "inner goddess" schtick of Anastasia, thank God! I know that was supposed to be Ana's ego given a place of importance in the book but for goodness' sake, it was utterly annoying!

I'm also wondering if the scene where Christian still has sex with Ana despite her having her period makes it to the movie. That part must be one of the messiest love scenes if ever it did make the cut.

And yes, once again, those blobs of blur.

Well, blobs of blur or not, these apparently aren't stopping the Filipino Fifty Shades fans from trooping to the non-SM movie theaters to have their fill of Christian Grey and Ana Steele in various degrees of undress and positioning.

Yes, Mr. Grey, we will see you now.

Monday, February 9, 2015

Cubao Expo Adventure: 360 Degrees of Cuteness in My Breathing Space

Welcome to Boho Heaven! (Photo from AITSalimbay.wordpress.com)
So here I was just walking off the beaten path in Cubao when I chanced upon an area that I haven't visited in years. The place used to be a dusty center called the Marikina Shoe Expo but sometime during the turn of the millennium, it was transformed into a Boho hub with quaint little shops of curios, collectibles, and vintage stuff; comfy and affordable eating/drinking nooks; and since it was a shoe place before, it retained some of the old shoe stores with products hailing from Marikina.

Even its name underwent a minor transformation to complement its actual location -- the Cubao Expo.

It was early evening, and Cubao Expo was bathed in mellow light. I passed several small restos hoping for a quick bite before going home when this shop literally called my attention:

My Breathing Space Collectibles and Gifts, where having an eyeful is an
understatement. (Photo from personal archive)
The display window was just teeming with the cutest stuff ever assembled in front of any display window I have ever seen!

That night, I just parted with a relatively big sum of money so my budget was already teetering on the red side. However, it was not everyday that I could visit the area so my curiosity urged me to enter this shop.

Lo and behold! An eyeful of nifty treasures literally greeted me as I stepped inside. I was still trying to digest the cuteness overload of the place when my head panned to a corner near the window. And there it was: a whole section dedicated to my favorite predator, the cat!

I finks I just dieded and went to Kitteh Heavun! (Photo from personal archive)
Something tiny and shiny caught my eye - a small note holder in the shape of a black cat. I asked the friendly store assistant how much it was and I was surprised to find out that it was worth a reasonable P150. Despite my tight budget, I just HAD to purchase it.

And now, my new acquisition stands among my other cat collectibles on my office desk.

I iz da nu meow on da block, er, deskz. (Photo from personal archive)
While paying for my black cat with the rhinestone eye, I got into a pleasant chat with the cashier who, I realized after a while, was actually the owner of the place. Introducing the proprietor of My Breathing Space Collectibles and Gifts, Mr. Gard Calub!

The blogger with the owner himself, Mr. Gard Calub. Calub is the one on the
left, in case anyone asks. (Photo from personal archive)
Who would have thought that someone with a background in science (The man is a full-fledged chemist, mind you!) would end up putting together this menagerie of items and opening a shop as lovely as My Breathing Space? Gard would only laugh at what the Fates have brought him and say, "It's my passion. You just got to have passion to get into something like this."

Even the ceiling is adorned with various mugs and chimes. (Photo from
personal archive)
During our chat, Gard related that he started out as a hobbyist, collecting stuff like figurines, posters,
pins, and other small items. This hobby slowly grew on him as he became more aggressive in finding hard-to-find collectibles. When he already had enough to fill a store, he opened My Breathing Space. And Cubao Expo is probably the perfect spot in the city to open a shop such as this!

It's amazing how Gard managed to maximize every bit of space in this shop with strategically placed items. The curious visitor like me will be pleased to see a certain space dedicated to a specific theme - just like the cat section.

Of course, if there are cats, there also must be dogs.

Woof! We haz our cornur too. (Photo from personal archive)
Then there are owls...

Hoo...wants to bring us home? (Photo from personal archive)
And Harry Potter takes his spot among the small breakables and timepieces.

No horcruxes here; just Harry. (Photo from personal archive)
Gard's Coca Cola vintage collection is epic!

(Photo from personal archive)
(Photo from personal archive)
The observant visitor will notice that many of Gard's collections, especially the more fragile and rarer ones, are elegantly and thoughtfully displayed in glass cabinets like these. 

Not for touching - unless sold. (Photo from personal archives)
I was not able to ask Gard why he named his shop, My Breathing Space. I could only surmise that despite the shop being filled to the hilt with attractive and delicate stuff, these same items never fail to put a smile on every visitor's face. One is guaranteed to find an item he/she will fall in love with among his menagerie, and even if the visitor does not manage to purchase anything, he will leave My Breathing Space with positive vibes. Positive vibes = symbolic space to breathe and relax. My Breathing Space. Legit? Legit.

So next time when you are in the Cubao area, veer away from the malls and get lost in Cubao Expo. And if you need an extra pick-me-upper, be surrounded by 360 degrees of cuteness and visit My Breathing Space.

It's a high like no other.

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Note: I would like to thank Gard Calub for allowing me to take pictures inside his beautiful shop of collectibles and other nice stuff. This is the kind of trust he does not usually bestow on others after an unfortunate past encounter inside the shop several years ago. Once again, thank you.