Most of our officemates know how we began... Knew me and John individually before we met each other... Now, here's what I have to say....
Our story began in the year 2009 - I was working for a BPO company as a QA, he then, was still an outbound account executive.
December 2009, I was still seeing someone else and was super busy and focused with work as a QA since our company was just established that year.
One day, as I was listening to calls and doing some reports, I overheard someone from the photocopy machine (which was a few feet away from my desk) speaking in a rather authentic slang American accent. So I leaned back to see where the voice was coming, and as I was leaning back, I guess I leaned back too much, I almost fell from my chair. So I asked my other co-QA who that guy is since I never heard any authentic slang American speaker on the floor. He said he's a newbie and came from another call center and just started at the beginning of that month. I said, "oh okay. Fil-Am ba yan? slang kasi magsalita." Then he confirmed that he indeed came from the US of A. So I heard some stories about him, some officemates deliberately shared stories about him, where he came from, why he is now here in the Phils. and so on... As for me, I didn't really pay too much attention on what they had to say about him.
One day, I had to do some QA coaching to a couple of agents including him. For crying out loud, of all the people that I need to do some coaching, I didn't understand why it had to be him! His English was perfect, his conversational skill was excellent. But then I had to coach him about his spiel. He had to follow and stick with the script. So I had to coach him for at least 3 times that month. This lead our officemates to tease us. But as I said earlier, I was with someone else that time so I wasn't really affected.
But who would have thought that a mishap would actually pave way for a beautiful friendship to bloom. On that [un]fateful night of March 10, 2010, (it's actually my dad's birthday) he had a serious motorbike accident as he was riding along the Katipunan flyover on his way to work. I was on leave that day for a family reunion so I found out about it the following morning. I admit, I felt sorry for him and in general, I feel sorry for people who are involved in vehicular accidents since my late brother was killed in a car crash. So anyway, I tried in any way I can to extend help to him especially after I found out that his immediate family is not here in the Philippines. (I worked in a faraway land before and I know how bad it feels to get sick without your family or parents to take care of you)
So anyway, that month too, my relationship with my then boyfriend became too rocky and problematic and just had to finally end. It wasn't that new to me since our relationship was indefinite and complicated from the beginning. It was bound to happen, we were just delaying it.
Weeks passed and John was recuperating from his accident, I received an unexpected PM on FB from him. He was still in the hospital and he managed to ask one of his relatives to type for him since most of his body was on cast. We started talking (messaging and texting) and the rest was HISTORY! all I can say about him is this: HE IS MY MALE COUNTERPART. needless to elaborate any further. it was a sort-of whirlwind romance since we just talked for a few months before we got together. But those days were really meaningful since I've seen him in one of his most challenging moments. And I was the first to be happy when he finally got back on his feet when he started his therapy. I've seen him through a lot of pain during his therapy sessions, I've seen him tried so hard so that he can walk normally again and we can go out on dates and so that he can go back to work again.
If ever I could change something in my past, maybe I will try to change the night of his accident so that he need not experience much physical pain and suffering. But maybe I will rather not. God wrote our love story in a unique way and I want it to remain that way. Our love story is like a phoenix who arises from the ashes and flies so radiantly in the night sky. Exactly two years after that [un]fateful night, we will finally tie the knot and start our lives together. And live happily ever after, because we all deserve it. :)
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As I am asked to write a brief summary of our story, I'm wondering where to start and I suppose it would most definitely have to be at the office of JECC. It is where we met but not where we truly found each other.
I ended up working for the company because a few of my former colleagues had transferred there and I wasn't happy with my current employer anymore. So I got hired on Dec 4th of 2009. I really enjoyed the atmosphere of this office. I noticed Vesta after a few days but the other agents told me she was already taken so I never even bothered to try to talk to her. There was one time that a tarp was hanging with her picture on it right in front of the station I was using. Every time I would look up I would see her face. Let me just say that I am usually a pretty capable salesman. I had been in the industry for a year and a half by then. I never ended a day without a sale. Well, that day I got zero. I guess I was a little distracted.
We had a Christmas party at the end of that month and I had been chosen to perform an embarrassing dance routine. I had to get a little inebriated to do the performance and I guess I continued to drink throughout the night. Vesta was there with a date but I still noticed her, she looked amazing. After the holiday vacation my coworkers told me all the stories about the Christmas party and how crazy and obnoxious I was behaving. I thought to myself, great I've already created a negative reputation for myself here.
After a few weeks one of my teammates told me that Ms. Vesta was calling me. I wondered why and when I went into the office she was in she gave me a coaching form and told me I had to reword some things in my script. I just said "yes, ok" and signed the thing and then a friend of ours named Jim who was also in the same office opened a magazine and showed me an advertisement and asked me if it looked like Vesta. Well it kinda did so I said yes and I said that she should take it as a compliment because the picture was hot. From then on several of our coworkers started teasing us. I thought it was kinda funny but she was more embarrassed about it. What made it worse was that she had to coach me two more times for different things. It seemed like I was doing it on purpose just to talk to her but I promise I wasn't. She wasn't available so I didn't even try.
I've been riding motorcycles for several years now, ever since I was in the States and I always thought of myself as a good rider. Others have said that I am an excellent rider but even the best are still at risk on the road. On the night of March 10th 2010 I was traveling southbound on Katipunan on the way to work, I ran into the back of a broken down tanker truck. To make the long story short, I ended up in the hospital a few minutes later and there I was facing 3 months without touching the ground.
I had my laptop brought to me in the hospital and a few days later I saw on FB that Vesta posted something about losing someone. So I sent her a private message asking if she had broken up with her boyfriend. She said she had and I asked her for her number. The next day I finally got to leave the hospital and when I got settled at my new location I started texting her. It was difficult at first because my right hand was in a cast so I had to get used to texting with my left hand. We texted all day, everyday and during the beginning of the 3rd week I told her that she would be the mother of my children one day. Of course she freaked out, and told me not to ever tell any girls that. I told her that I've never told any girl that and I will never tell any other girl that.
Well as they say, the rest, is history. We are now planning our wedding and our lives together. She brings the best out in me, and understands when the worst comes out. She makes me feel like I can conquer anything, and supports me with every decision I make. I've never met anyone who I could even consider a soulmate until Vesta. I truly believe that all the events that have transpired in our lives to bring us together is all in God's great plan.
I ended up working for the company because a few of my former colleagues had transferred there and I wasn't happy with my current employer anymore. So I got hired on Dec 4th of 2009. I really enjoyed the atmosphere of this office. I noticed Vesta after a few days but the other agents told me she was already taken so I never even bothered to try to talk to her. There was one time that a tarp was hanging with her picture on it right in front of the station I was using. Every time I would look up I would see her face. Let me just say that I am usually a pretty capable salesman. I had been in the industry for a year and a half by then. I never ended a day without a sale. Well, that day I got zero. I guess I was a little distracted.
We had a Christmas party at the end of that month and I had been chosen to perform an embarrassing dance routine. I had to get a little inebriated to do the performance and I guess I continued to drink throughout the night. Vesta was there with a date but I still noticed her, she looked amazing. After the holiday vacation my coworkers told me all the stories about the Christmas party and how crazy and obnoxious I was behaving. I thought to myself, great I've already created a negative reputation for myself here.
After a few weeks one of my teammates told me that Ms. Vesta was calling me. I wondered why and when I went into the office she was in she gave me a coaching form and told me I had to reword some things in my script. I just said "yes, ok" and signed the thing and then a friend of ours named Jim who was also in the same office opened a magazine and showed me an advertisement and asked me if it looked like Vesta. Well it kinda did so I said yes and I said that she should take it as a compliment because the picture was hot. From then on several of our coworkers started teasing us. I thought it was kinda funny but she was more embarrassed about it. What made it worse was that she had to coach me two more times for different things. It seemed like I was doing it on purpose just to talk to her but I promise I wasn't. She wasn't available so I didn't even try.
I've been riding motorcycles for several years now, ever since I was in the States and I always thought of myself as a good rider. Others have said that I am an excellent rider but even the best are still at risk on the road. On the night of March 10th 2010 I was traveling southbound on Katipunan on the way to work, I ran into the back of a broken down tanker truck. To make the long story short, I ended up in the hospital a few minutes later and there I was facing 3 months without touching the ground.
I had my laptop brought to me in the hospital and a few days later I saw on FB that Vesta posted something about losing someone. So I sent her a private message asking if she had broken up with her boyfriend. She said she had and I asked her for her number. The next day I finally got to leave the hospital and when I got settled at my new location I started texting her. It was difficult at first because my right hand was in a cast so I had to get used to texting with my left hand. We texted all day, everyday and during the beginning of the 3rd week I told her that she would be the mother of my children one day. Of course she freaked out, and told me not to ever tell any girls that. I told her that I've never told any girl that and I will never tell any other girl that.
Well as they say, the rest, is history. We are now planning our wedding and our lives together. She brings the best out in me, and understands when the worst comes out. She makes me feel like I can conquer anything, and supports me with every decision I make. I've never met anyone who I could even consider a soulmate until Vesta. I truly believe that all the events that have transpired in our lives to bring us together is all in God's great plan.
