A Ballpen
I woke up not a bit enthusiastic today. How could I? I know I will be going to various agencies, part of my job and its the one I least like.Okay…okay… it’s too compromising comment, some might raise their eyebrow, nywayz they can used the hyperbole if they want. I admit,I never like it at all.
Without a choice, I did my job processing papers on foreclosure. I mindset myself, internalize being friendly and patient— though not my normal self ‘coz I’m always been the one who voice out on inefficiencies. But in dealing these peeps you need a lot of considerations, after all being friendly begets friendly people, and I gain a bunch of them which sometimes expedite me in processing without the need to queue.
Well… enough of that, the real story I want to share is my experience with one agency. As usual,I got inside the office with my plastered smile–trying to look amiable and charming…hehehehe… hoping it will work.Luckily,it turns out they were very accommodating peeps, talked my business with them did a little explaining then whoa process the papers I asked.
It could have run smoothly but the clock ticks to three, and everybody seems talking in silence for in unison they suddenly stop working and leave the stuff they currently tinkering. OMG, my few precious minutes will be wasted. But I understand,they were having a break, I myself would went berserk if my lunch break would be disturb by some inconsiderate clients. Then, I spent almost an hour droning and trying to stifle as many yawn as I can for there’s no TV set in their office.
At last… finally I felt relieve for they went back to work and I guess in a few minutes it will be done. And my conjecture was right,for it was made in haste and she was about to sign when she notice her ballpen was lost, so she asked her officemate ‘coz she remembered that he borrowed it a while ago. But she got a rueful reply then a spat spark up and they started howling to each other. Gosh… I was dumbfound for I was sitting in front of them and they were exchanging foul words, then their boss overheard and scolded them for unbecoming conduct in front of me. So she hurried up my papers, finished it and I scuttle away.
Outside… I sighed in disbelief and it made my day— I’m now a bit in a jovial mood. Tsk …tsk…tsk… I was laughing to myself now, for an issue over a ballpen also happened in our office.I guess it’s not an isolated case and a lot of offices also had experience a spat over a ballpen. It rejuvenated me and it’s the part I liked— witnessing a scenario of a real life drama over petty things.lol.
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