appointment | disappointment
the pointwest top brass invited us ojt-ers for a sponsored lunch at the top of the citi restaurant [so named because it occupies the entire top floor of the citibank building]. it being so high, the view was excellent, spanning bay to mountains through the full-length windows.
the food was expensive, but righteously so, except perhaps the 700-peso steak. for that price i damned well better have the whole cow on my plate. i had their set of the day, which consisted of oriental vegetable soup, jack dory fillet with rice and pickled salad, and macapuno crepe
ala mode. the fact that i ate for free made it that much sweeter.
the executives gave us the usual sales pitch on joining pointwest, which i am seriously considering anyway and so actually didn't need further convincing. it's more a question of them adjusting to my inertia-based work habits. sometime later the topic shifted to a lively discussion of 70s
pene films,
saging ni pacing [starring rosanna ortiz] in particular. evidently, it was the
scorpio nights of their generation.
before i end, a word of warning to videoke enthusiasts: avoid providence tower room 14 at all costs. the microphones are so worn out that any score above "00 carry on singing!" is next to impossible. i myself had to suffer the injustice of receiving five such scores in a row.
oh, the humiliation.
sige ingat.ΓΌ