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I almost hit the divider wall upon pushing the door open when I entered my studio apartment unit because of the ringing of my landline. F*ck! Who is this?
I threw the folders that I was holding on the bed. Got the wireless auditive of the phone, and launched myself heavily on one of the single couches. "Brett," I said to whoever was calling.
"Pare, kumusta na diyan?"
Kumunot ang noo ko in trying to recognize the voice. "Emil?"
"Yeah!"
My one hell of a cousin was calling me? Why? "I'm good, I guess, what's going on?"
He gave out a short laugh. "You guess?"
"I mean, wala naman problema. I'm working and studying at the same time."
"Matagal pa ba yang schooling mo?"
"Nasa open uni ako. So, technically hindi naman ito 'yong reason kung bakit ako nandito."
"And, have you been enjoying your job?"
"Wow! Are you really asking me that?"
He laughed again.
"You're off the beat, man! Tumawag ka ba para itanong kung okay lang ako? Kung matagal pang matapos ang MBA ko at kung nag-e-enjoy ako sa trabaho ko? Seriously?"
He guffawed and I rolled my eyes. I allowed him until his laugh subsided. "We'll I am asking those because I have a proposal."
Tumaas ang kilay ko. "Business?"
"Sort of."
"Paano mo naman naisip na kailangan ko niyan?"
"I saw Tita Emma at the mall last week. Bored na bored ka na daw diyan."
"I don't see the connection."
"I have a job opening in one of the biggest international companies in the Philippines. They need a VP for Information Technology."
