Announcement: I'm still fixing stuff from this blog. Reorganizing things here and there. Please bare with me. ^^;

Web Design

I don't know if it's just me or anything, but I don't think that the essence of web designing is only for it's visual purpose.

Imho, a good web site should not be based on how good the graphic used was made. Of course the images used are very important, as to that fact that I am very particular with details, I still think that graphic alone doesn't make a website. Regardless of for whatever purpose it may serve, may it be a personal site, a blog, a portfolio, a company website or whatever, there are several things you need to consider to make a "good website" too. Like, you should take into note the speed of your website, how visible the texts are despite it being viewed in different monitors, how well thought of and organized are the pages and the navigations, how it follows the standard XHTML and CSS, how clean the codes are and how semantic they can possibly be.

I'm not saying this as a web developer, rather, as someone who feels that just because you're a good graphic artist doesn't make you a "great" person when it comes to making a website. I don't need thousands of images to make a good website. I can make a clean and beautiful website by the least amount of images with the power of XHTML and CSS.

Resignation: Messages

Para sa mga maiiwan:

Kuya Bry,
Mababawasan yung makiki-hitch sayo niyan, pauwi at aaga na uwi mo. :P Wala ka na ring katabing nangugulit palagi.

Kuya Glenn,
Wala ka nang tutulugan kapag tinatamad kang magtrabaho. You'll miss me, I am very confident that you'll really miss me. Wag mo akong kalimutan when you get to SG. And please say hi to Cathei and Jeromee for me! ^_^

Rosie,
Wag kang iiyak ha. Mababawasan nang 1/2 yung mang-aapi sayo. Kasi, 1/2 lang ang value ko!! >_<

Jones,
Mababawasan na yung mga inaapi mo. Err.. nang 1/2 din. Ahaha!

Sir Dino,
Mauuna na po ako. :)

Auntie Lis,
May utang pa ba ako? Salamat sa lahat! Mamimiss ko kayo, chaka yung stocks niyo ng Mister Chips. <3

Drew,
Galaw-galaw lang po. Sana maisipan niyong bumalik na rin ng Manila. Chaka ang daya niyo po, hindi ko na magagamit yung sumasayaw na chibi Naruto sa pd domain.

Cy-cy,
Tatahimik ng malaki ang buhay mo diyan. Wala ng makulit, wala nang mambabato sayo ng kung anu-ano. Yung Granado Espada ko asan na?! :D

Yam-yam,
Uhmm... *sigh* Ahaha! Last supply ko na to ng chocolate sayo.

Dhon,
Tatagal ka kaya sa Auction? Abangan! ^_^

Kuya Mike,
Kaya mo yan! Sorry kung tinambak sayo yung mga trabaho ko. >_<

Chej,
Sunod ka rito ha! ^_^

Kuya Alex,
Akin na lang yung shirt mo na galing Hong Kong.

Kuya Rey,
Lalaki din ako! .... uhmm... balang araw. >_<

Pareng Eds,
Yo, pare. Easy ka lang diyan. :D

Gerry (a.k.a. Pooh-ciao),
Wala ka nang ka-batch. Ako na ang last sa mga ka-batch mo. Musta laban? Ahaha!

Kuya Kuya (Kelvin),
Nasa DA pa rin ako, stalking you. :evil:

Noy,
Wag masyadong dibdibin yang trabaho, ikaw rin.

Ma'am Rixie,
Huminga ka naman diyan! Ingat lagi! :D

Sir Jay,
Kita na lang tayo dito! ;)

Ma'am Ria,
Balita ko, mag-isa ka na lang diyan... Kaya mo yan. :P

Mark,
Normal na tao ka na ulit. Nakikita na kita ng may araw pa!

Boss Chief,
Hindi mo na ako makikitang nag-o-OT. Good luck sa bicycle race mo! >_<

Sa mga wala sa listahan, eto ang mga posibleng rason:

  1. Nakalimutan kita.
  2. Hindi ka especial sakin and/or wala ka significance sa buhay ko.
  3. Hindi tayo close, 'day.
  4. Hindi kita feel kasi -
    1. Tupperware ka. Hindi lang basta plastic, Tupperware na. But of course, pwede ka pang mag-evolve into Orocan.
    2. Sobrang chismosa ka, pakialamera, etc. Seriously, paki mo ba?
    3. Sobrang ingay mo. Yung bang tipong voice range umaabot hanggang kabilang building. At note, bulong pa lang yan ha.
    4. Feeling ka. You know, feeling magaling, feeling kagandahan, at kung anu-ano pang chuva.
  5. Bago ka lang sa Auction.ph.
  6. Wala akong masabi sayo.

Take your pick. Tandaan, I did not mention names. Bahala ka na kung sang mo ilalagay yung sarili mo. Bato-bato sa langit, yung tatamaan, tamaan sana ulit. Kung pwede sana, yung mas malaking bato. Yung bang boulder yung laki para mas effective.

R.I.P.
Euri
(2006-2008)

Resignation: Response

In response to the reactions with regards to my resignation:

It's true that there are things in Auction.ph that would make you not want to leave. But then, limiting yourself at one place is not good. When you think about it rationally, confining yourself to what you currently are and not striving for another higher goal is like turning yourself into a robot that does things again and again without fail. I am not a passive type of person, as you might already be aware of. I prefer dominance. I prefer to seize everything my hands could reach - each and every opportunity. If I think of things such as staying for other people's sake, what about me? What about my feelings? What about the things I wanted to do? I don't want to lock myself up in half-baked feelings that I would stick around because of being around in a place where I am treated well. You see, no matter how much you wanted to stay, when it's time for you to go, you have to go.

If I don't go out that door, I can never see what lies behind it. I would always keep on staring at that tall wood in front of me and just imagine the things that I would see behind that door. If I don't go out that door, how will I be able to see what's outside? How would I know if the sun's rays are really warm, if the sky is really blue and clouds are really white? If the door was left slightly opened for you, wouldn't you want to take a peek at it? Of course, at some point I am afraid of the things I might see behind that door. Boogie monster might be behind it. Satan might be sitting behind it staring at me. And at worst case, Barney (I hate purple gay tone deaf dinosaurs) might be behind it singing "I love you, you love me..." No matter what things I might see behind it, I could only gather up my courage and open it and see for myself. If I don't, as I have said earlier, would I just waste away staring at that door?

If I fail, I could always try again. If I fall, and stumble, I could always get myself up and face forward. But if I remained locked inside that room, I would die full of regret.

This is not about the FKs. Who the fuck gives a damn about them? To hell with them. This is about me, what I wanted to do with my fucking life. How far I wanna run. How high I wanna fly. Even if you chain both my feet down to the ground, I will free myself. Even if it means I would have to break free bleeding. Even if I would be left out with no choice but to cut away my feet.

Resignation: Letter

An edited version of my resignation letter.

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Dear Sir Max,

I am very regretful to inform you of my decision to resign my position as Programmer from Auction.ph hopefully to be effective 31st of January, 2008.

I have enjoyed working in Auction.ph as both part of the UED and PD Divisions of R&D. In Auction.ph, I learned a lot of things. I am also very grateful for your advices to me when I first transfered to PD. Sometimes, I hate the fact that you always forget important things like our current projects' development and launching, the way you make our Gantt chart is quite messed up with conflicting projects, that it's very hard to get your signature because you're always not around, etc. But considering the fact that you are very very busy, I sort of understand too. Despite of all these, as a professional, I honestly look up to you. Really, with no strings attached. Even though you are very busy, handles many things, and manages all of us simultaneously, I never heard you complain about anything. You do makes some gestures like brushing your hair from the side of your head with a "sstt!" sound, when problems occur and such. But other that that, you're generally the kind person type.

In Auction.ph I also found beautiful people that care for me. Even though they say I am scary, *pout* they stick with me and support me all the way. At that very same place, I also found a lot of cool people where your jaw would really drop of awesomeness like Kuya Jeromee, Kuya Bobby, Kuya Marlon-ee, Kuya Bryan-ee, Drew-ee, etc. (I just want them to be consistent in the ee and ie sound) and it's also where you'll find kick as people (a.k.a pasaway to the max) like Sir Dino, Ma'am Ex, Ma'am Ria, Sir Glenn, Ma'am Cathei, Ma'am Jones, Ma'am Rosie (consistency, consistency... :P). Generally, being in Auction.ph is something worth being thankful for. I thinks...

I am very grateful for the opportunity that Auction.ph Corp. has given to me. I wish for the future success of the company.

Respectfully,
Euri
Ex-Prototyper (UED) and ex -Programmer (PD)
Auction.ph Corporation

Auction Phil Spammer

This is the topic of my rant today. The very repetitious, tiring event of the year, THE Model Contest. (Edit: My personal favorite Danica Joyce See did not win the contest. *sobs*)

auctionphil.jpg

Never mind the guy in the background. He is not as important as this. Yeah, yeah. He was some model that I don't know and don't hell care about. Whatever. Anyway, there was this spammer who posted ridiculously funny comments to each, I repeat, EACH model contestant's comment board.

IT HAS COME INTO OUR ATTENTION THAT MANY OF THE REGISTERED MEMBERS OF AUCTION.PH HAVE INVALID EMAIL ADDRESS.

THESE WILL OUTRIGHTLTY BE EXCLUDED IN THE FINAL TALLY OF VOTES WHICH WILL OCCUR ON THE 22TH OF DECEMBER.

TO AVOID DEDUCTIONS, MAKE SURE THAT THE EMAIL ADDRESS IS INDEED VALID. THANK YOU AND GOOD DAY. -AUCTION PHIL. MGT.

What the hell is wrong with this spammer? I don't know if he's stupid or just plain brainless or whatever. Let me list down my complaints:

  1. Auction Phil - what a lame name.
  2. It's not 22th It's 22nd. That's twenty-second not twenty-twoth? O_o Get your ass back to elementary!
  3. He types in all caps for heaven's sake. That makes him the most hateful of all hateful people.
  4. Auction.ph does not validate e-mails in the first place. What the heck is that "THESE WILL OUTRIGHTLTY BE EXCLUDED IN THE FINAL TALLY OF VOTES" shit?
  5. If that person indeed work for Auction.ph, how the heck will he remove those votes by "unvalidated e-mails"?
  6. Votes are tallied automatically by script. Is he thinking that I will be counting these votes manually? I don't have the time to count these shits, for the life of me. What does he think I am? Some super ingenious invention of a mega robot or something?
  7. If I work in Auction.ph, and that announcement was indeed by Auction.ph, would I post in the comment box? Of course not. First, I will need to inform ma'am Ria about it. Then, she'll be the one to ask the good 'ol CD and the lazy PD (moi), to change the stuffs and everything.
  8. And it took me, like forever to delete those damn comments. Less the fact that I am spending my precious limited time deleting his spams, for goodness' sake. I still have Coupon 15 to launch next week!

Ugh! I hate this spammer. I hope he dies a painful death. You know, some kinda him being run over by a truck or a train, being eaten to bits alive my ants or dogs, being shred to pieces by some machine or something.

I know, I'm creepy, I'm sorry. I'm just upset. And the rosary I bought isn't exactly the one I was expecting too. :(

Auction.ph Adventure

Today is Sunday. I'm currently at the office, burning my ass over some gay project. The only person here besides me are Ate Gi, Jones and Lyset. But since Ate Gi is a guard and both other girls are CSRs, I am the only one inside. That fact aside, the PD area is at the inner most part of the office.

Since I am a person who prefer working in total darkness (no lights at all), I asked Ate Gi not to open the lights at all. But I guess its not possible so there are a few lights opened behind me. Seriously, I work better when it's dark and it seems as if the light is blinding me. But since it's a matter of "president might be coming around," all discussions are ended.

Anyway, I heard there are ghosts here in the office that only comes out when no one's around. Since I'm all alone here inside, I wonder if I would see one.

My adventure at Auction.ph begins.

(Come back later for my conclusion.)

Work, My Future and That Advice

Introduction

I think this is one of those few times I’m blogging about my working life. Frankly, it doesn’t bother me how many people from my office reads my blog. Although at first, it was kind of a little embarrassing when you suddenly caught someone reading your blog or they comment to you personally about what you just blogged. But as time goes by, you’ll practically be used to it. Even so, I still keep my working life at a minimum. It’s not that I wanted to keep it a secret or something. It’s just that, it’s not all that interesting. Aside from a few people that make working life more colorful, basically, a life in the office is just like a duty, much like going to school.

School: In a Common Student’s Point of View

When you go to school, you spend most of your time in classrooms on which the walls, ceilings, and doors all look the same and if you’re not used to it, it would seem like a big maze. The only thing different is that school security on which you often caught sleeping on duty.

When you enter the classrooms, you’ll find that there exist such astonishing beings called “professors” who seem to never run out of voice even when they talk non-stop from 7 am to 6 pm of every single day (excluding overtime). Adding the fact that in the same classroom, there also exist people like you whom you call “classmates” on which, in most cases, just doesn’t give a damn about school stuffs. They spend most of their class hours burning their asses on the seats, doodling in a piece of paper and/or in the desk themselves, sleeping soundly at the nook or at the back, or even eating something to keep themselves awake from this another wondrous thing called “class discussion” that never fails to bore everyone to death. But what’s even more surprising to know is that even though sitting in class felt like sitting for an eternity, student still goes to class.

This way of thinking, is of course, in the point of view of students who are in the same classification as I do. These same students belong to the majority type – the common type. This does not include students who are active only during sports fests and/or special events in school and spends most of their time, skipping class; and/or dork type err… nerd type students.

Work: In an Unenthusiastic Employee’s View

Like school, work is the same. You go to work to spend 8 hours sitting in front of the computer doing your so-called "job." This so-called "job" includes a lot of stages. There are pre-work, real work and post-work stages. Let me explain these stages of work.

In pre-work, usually you do this just as soon as you get to work. You do this to keep yourself in a mindset that you are going to start working. Pre-work activities include the checking of e-mails, answering of offline messages and browsing news websites, going to the pantry to get yourself a nice hot cup of coffee (in my case, its tea), going to other people’s workstations for a chat (in my case, messing up people’s stuffs). After that, real work starts.

Real work begins with recalling where you stopped your work before and continuing on from that point. There are cases when you need to follow up stuffs like CD from other division to continue your work. Therefore, pestering the UED, for example, for the CDs that they lack, are necessary. After the follow ups, you can now start with your work full-heartedly.

While in the stage of real work, make sure you take a break once in a while. You’ll die when you stare at a monitor for hours without taking a break. I’m serious about this and it’s medically proven. There were even a few people who died just because of it. I’ve always believed in the saying, “prevention is always better than cure” so it wont hurt to do just that right? While taking that few minutes break, you might want to grab a bite and/or fill your cup again with coffee. Since my desk is full of food, I don’t need to stand. (I’m simply lazy just like that. >.<)

And of course, the post-work stage. So, you decided to stop for the day and relax yourself as you prepare yourself to go home. So post-work includes a few minutes of blog hopping, browsing through social network sites such as Multiply, Friendster, Myspace, Facebook, shopping over CDJapan, Ebay.ph and Sulit.com.ph, reading manga, watching the next episode of your favorite series - Heros, Prison Break, Naruto, Bleach, etc. or simply going to other people’s tables to read news papers and such. And as the clock strikes 5:30, everyone stands up and leave.

Even though your so-called job has these busy working stages, in the end, it all end the same, just like that. After that, there's nothing more and you go home.

Again, this is in the point of view of someone, who is very unenthusiastic about her work. This does not include everybody. There are always people who, no matter how boring I think it is, in their view, they still think that work life is fun.

It's just like how students go to work just because their classmates and friends are there, there are also people who just enjoy going to work because there, they will see their friends and co-workers who they enjoy being with. Of course, just like school where evil witches exists, in work, there also exists people who puts you down. And they don't necessarily limit to bosses too. Sometimes, bosses are even more considerate than some other people who are insecure and doesn't have a life, who thinks they know everything. In a word, they are called, "Epal."

Bato-bato sa langit, and tamaan, tamaan pa sana ulit. Heh. I wonder where my stone will hit and how many people whould be hit. I hope they hit hard. Nyahaha! >:)

The Meeting

So there, last Thursday, we had a one-on-one meeting with our CTO, Sir Max. Honestly, because I was having a flu at the time, my brain couldn't really process that well. But when I realized that he was asking me about why I decided to transfer to PD (as a programmer) from UED (as a prototyper - don't bother asking me what it is >.<), it was as if I was poured with a cold water while sleep walking. It's not really surprising for him to ask that question. Everyone would be curious if someone willingly hand over a request to transfer to a division with a totally different working environment. Of course, I answered him like I answered Mngr. Jay, "I think I would help the company more as a developer over a designer/prototyper."

Well, I was never really good with both deigning and developing. Both are fun, I suppose. When I design, I always learn new stuffs from our designers. But to design, it takes me a half a day just to think of a concept. It is rare that I design something within a few hours. Coding them into HTML would of course take less time than designing, at least I think. And so my job composes most of coding HTML. And when I am developing, as I am now, I also learn new things and I never need to think of a concept, I could start right away. It'll be quicker that way. So I chose to be a developer that way. Not because I'm the programming type, or whatever. You'll get the idea.

That question Sir Max asked me isn't all that much surprising. What really surprise me was when he gave me an advice. He told me, now, I can try doing this and that. If after a while, perhaps about a year, I did not gain anything from being a developer, it only means that developing is not for me then I could start again and try something else. Until such time that I find something that really is for me. I was like very moved that he understands this part even if there is this language barrier that took me a while to decode whatever he was trying to say. It took me about a few hours since I am sick and all and that my brain naturally process slower than most people. I am also not capable of multi-tasking.

Truthfully, even until this moment, I never really have any specific thing that I wanted to do. I said I wanted to be a clothing designer but it seems that I am starting to give up because I do not have the means, not even a starting point, and of course the courage to pursue it. I thought if I would stick to what I am doing right now, and keep it up my entire life, it would be too boring. So I thought of staying this way until such time that I could figure out what I really wanted to do. At least from this point, it will keep me busy. While at it, I will try other things too. Maybe from that I would be able to find something. I hope. What if I never found that something I really wanted to do? That, I will think of that when that time comes. Thinking of it at this point would be useless. It's as if I could really do anything to change it, anyway. This, I learned the hard way.

So, that's about all of it. It's loooonnnggg, I know. Sorry. :(

Vista

Okay, so my e-mails were damned to hell for all eternity. To make it more comprehensible for the benefit of the masses who can't understand me simply because I can't understand myself as well, sometimes, I can no longer retrieve it. So what's the point of asking and kept on reminding someone to back it up before the reformat? Whatever. This is all my Windows Vista Business Edition's fault. Damn you Vista. While I'm at it, damn you Microsoft.

Going back to the scene of crime, one morning, October 19th 2007 at 8:15 am to be exact, my PC refuses to boot. AND after hours of rebooting and rebooting and God knows what he does with my PC, it came to our... err... what was his position again? Bah, whatever.  Never mind. Anyway, according to him, there's no way out of it and the only solution is to reinstall everything and so, I agreed. Now, he installed Windows XP because according to him, again, he doesn't know how to install Vista. So I asked him to at least back up my e-mails from the C:/Documents and Settings/Application Data... yada yada.. And so for some reason, he backed up the wrong thing. I don't know how t happened but it did. So now, all my e-mails are gone. And of course, this is with the execption of the fact that I have a deadline for like tomorrow? How the heck am I supposed to finish my project on time?

Really, shit happens.

Desktop

So I got tagged of a Desktop Meme by Talamasca. Since I am at work, as of this moment, I'll show you my desktop.

Desktop Meme
(Please click the image to view the actual size)

Do I have to explain why? Oh, this is so troublesome. >_<

Anyway, as you can see, my desktop, as my workmates coined it as "freaking weird," might be a little disturbing for some of you. Okay, okay. It's definitely disturbing. Still, I love it just like that. What do I love about this desktop? Well, firstly, I love the fact that that thing looks very human (Glitch and I had an argument if it's a human or a doll) and the fact that it's chained and bleeding all over is a plus too. But the thing I love most about it is that it seems that she doesn't even feel the pain. It trills me to to see it every single day. And frankly, it even went so far that it became the only thing I'm anticipating for when I go to work. Then again, since I'm in a new environment (due to my transfer to PD), my interest is as fresh as a new formatted PC.

Now, let me tour you around my desktop.

Firstly, I would like to point out that I have a Quick Lunch. It's a necessity for me to have that. Also, my OS is Windows Vista. I kinda like Vista's interface. The only thing is, I can't install just whatever stuffs I want. I mean, there are softwares that I couldn't install because their "incompatible." Heck, whatever.
From the top left are three icons namely, Shortcuts, Recycle Bin and G-Talk Received Files. The Shorcuts is a folder that contained all the software desktop shortcuts. I hate them being cluttered all over my desktop so they are all moved there. Then comes the Recycle Bin. You all know what it is so I'm skipping the explanation of what it is. The Recycle Bin is a must in my desktop just as a Quick Lunch is necessary. I can't stand a PC without a bin. Also, if you noticed, it's empty. Simply because it's kinda automatic to me to empty it whenever I see that it contains something. And then, there's the G-Talk Received Files. I put that there because I often receive stuffs from Gtalk more than any other IMs.

Lets move on the bottom left. Everything that is work related, are there. The vhost shorcut links to the folder that contains my local version of our site (the SVN and stuff). Auction.ph Store shortcut links to the Store project we're currently working on but went on hold. *lol*

And lastly, the bottom right part which contains The Dump and the Euri shortcuts. The Dump is a shortcut to my file dump. It's called as such because it's where I dump all my unsorted files. Then the Euri shortcut link directly to my personal folder.

I guess that about everything. Well, how do you like my desktop? It's pretty lame, I know. X-P

Oh, I almost forgot. I'm tagging whoever wanted to take the meme. I'm too lazy to think who I wanted to tag.

Scenarios

Scene 1

Someone: Where do you work?
Euri: Auction.ph Corporation.
Someone: Oh. Where is that?
Euri: Clarkfield.
Someone: Oh. What do you do there?
Euri: I'm a prototyper.
Someone: What is a prototyper?
Inner Euri: Beats me.
Euri: I code HTML and CSS.
Someone: Oh. What is Auction?
Euri: It's an online buy and sell.
Someone: What is an online buy and sell?
Euri: You register to our site and you could buy and sell stuffs online.
Someone: Oh. It's something like Ebay.
Euri: Uh, yeah.

Scene 2

Someone: Where do you work?
Euri: Auction.ph Corporation.
Someone: What is that?
Euri: It's an online buy and sell.
Someone: Like Ebay?
Euri: Err... Yeah.

Scene 3

Someone: Where do you work?
Euri: Auction.ph Corporation.
Someone: A website?
Euri: Well, yeah.
Someone: What kind?
Euri: It's an online buy and sell.
Someone: I didn't get that.
Euri: You could buy and sell stuffs at our site.
Someone: Oh, really?
Euri: Yeah.
Someone: I've heard of something like that too, before. What was it again?
Euri: Uh... You mean E-bay?
Someone: Oh yeah! Ebay!

Scene 4

Someone: Where do you work now?
Euri: At Auction.ph Corporation.
Someone: Ah.. What is that?
Euri: It's an online buy and sell.
Someone: What?
Euri: It's where you buy and sell stuffs on the Internet.
Someone: How do you do that?
Euri: Uhmm... It's like Ebay
Someone: What is Ebay?
Inner Euri: Where the heck in the mountains do you live?
Euri: It's like this. You register to our site as a member. Then you can post pictures of items you wanted to sell or buy stuffs that other people sell.
Someone: How do you pay?
Euri: You can pay using cash. It's called Bills Payment. Or you can use your ATMs to pay. Both Bancnet and Megalink are okay.
Someone: How do they send the things I bought?
Euri: They ship the items.
Inner Euri: Don't tell me, delivery services also doesn't exist in the mountain where you live.
Someone: What if the things I bought weren't delivered.
Euri: Then you'll get your money back.
Someone: How will I get my money back when I already paid?
Euri: We use this certain system at our site that's called Escrow System that holds into your money first until the transaction is done. Then the seller can use Payout to get his/her money. So in case such things happen, you can get your money back. (I think? O_o)
Someone: Oh, sweet. What was the other site you just mentioned?
Euri: You mean, Ebay?
Someone: Yeah. Which one's better?
Euri: Don't ask me that question.
Inner Euri: Well, duh. I work for Auction.ph, hello? Earth to Mars? Of course I'll say Auction.ph is better! Although, Ebay does have more items on sale and members are more active, in my opinion. Still, Auction.ph wins in site features. Nyeh!
Someone: Oh, yeah. You work there.
Inner Euri: You just realize that now?

Lessons Learned:

  1. When you see someone you haven't met for a while inside the jeepney, the first thing they ask after a "How have you been?" is "Where do you work?"
  2. Nobody knows what a "prototyper" is. Who does, anyway? O_o
  3. I need a tape recorder that replies to the same old question like "where do you work?", "what is a prototyper?" etc. to save me from evolving into an answering machine.
  4. If I were asked where I work next time and of what kind of company Auction.ph Corporation is, I'll answer with, "it's a company like Ebay" so that I wont be ask what an "online buy and sell" is.
  5. I could also work as a CSR.
  6. People who live in the mountains doesn't know what Ebay is. They also don't have delivery services. But, they do have ATMs. They swipe it off a tree and a gorilla's arms will come out from some hole in the tree and reach their cash or something. X-P