friday fun

After my vacation last August, I have become so protective if not possessive of my weekends. I always reserve these days for my rest and laundry and housecleaning.

Of course with the boob tube almost always on.

It was almost 4 o’clock when my phone rang. I had just finished ironing five clothes and a pair of slacks.

It was my supervisor asking for some employees’ profiles and the new employee numbers. He was preparing the payroll for permanenet employees while I was doing the outsourced staff.

I could hear his upset voice. I directly told him I that I do not do employee profile and pointed him to our colleague, who is always in charge of these stuffs.

“Why should I be asked for Employees’ profile when it is not my job?, I asked him. “It is your job because Badr is on vacation,” he replied. “Oh, that is my job now. Ok it is my job, don’t asked me where are those then because it is only now that I know I have to make those freakin profile,” I told him.

After two hours, I decided to drop everything and went to the office to do the profile.

My Supervisor was surprised to see me at the office. Although I could see his smile because he knows that I would be of so much help to him while the he is preparing the payroll.

As usual, I hear his monthly lamentation on how he hates doing the payroll. “The fucking software is still the same, malfunctional,” he told me.

I was not surprised.

I reviewed all the overtime payment requisition so that he could include in the payroll.

It was a long night, an overtime work without pay.

However, before I reached home, I had a great fun. It was more than a pay.