The Top Ten Resignation Quotes – Astroboy

The Top Ten Resignation Quotes – Astroboy

Buh-bye Baby Bhea--I mean--Rhea

This is our "baby" Rhea.


She's not MY baby (but she's OUR baby. Argh. Nevermind. I'll explain later in this post.) . I'm not her mother, I'm just her yaya (babysitter). And my imaginary audience says, "I thought you're an auditor? How could an auditor be a yaya at the same time?". You tell me. I can't even remember when was the first time she called me Yaya.


She's two years younger than I am and also works as an auditor in the same firm as I do. She got (herself, like, yeah, she volunteered, what a bummer) reassigned to the firm's Head Office in Makati.


Now back to why she's our "baby". She's our baby here in the Davao Branch because...sheesh. I don't even know why. She sometimes acts or talks like a baby. I even remember that time when Senior ICs Meg and Arlene oriented us regarding our training in Makati and Meg called her "Ms. Cutie Pie". Well, that's one of her frustrations (I think and I assume) since most people who doesn't know her (e.g. clients) mistaken her as a highschool (???) student. Even the partner of our firm who once visited our branch told her that she looked like she was only 16 years old!!!


But, I swear, SHE IS NO BABY! I mean, I don't even have the guts to work in Makati (I just hate the lifestyle there and all, too fast-paced for me, a turtle) , and she does! She's got a car AND I DON'T (-->Err, Heds, I don't think that relates to whatever you're talking about). And she likes those psychological thrillers and series that has something to do with killing (Dexter, Criminal Minds, etc.) . Okay, she can be normal, too, sometimes...like, she drinks tequila every once in a while (YES, that BABY drinks tequila--which is definitely not synonymous to milk--well actually she drinks fresh milk too, she even mixes it with her Koko Krunch cereals every morning), and she watches One Tree Hill, too. She sleeps. She's a great auditor (yeah, she just accepts everything even though it meant sleeping past her bedtime [9:00 pm]). She's a great reporter, too (field reporter? nah. Okay, that thought was totally random). She even got nominated during our training as a best speaker (or something).


Okay, I think that's enough to make Rhea realize that I really do know TOO MUCH. But I still can't figure out that information that is SO valuable, I could blackmail her. Haha Besides, I don't think I'm authorized to write her biography (not that I'd write one if she'd allow me), but here's a couple of pics I'd want to share with the world (they're totally unglamorous though):

The Crime

This is me being killed by Rhea.

Another to say it:
This is Rhea killing me.



The Murderer

This is me dead.

Another way to say it:
This is Rhea with me dead.


Enough with Rhea being a serial killer. Lolz.


Since I was feeling all creative last June 17, 2010 (afternoon), I saved some of her pictures on facebook in a folder "project yaya" and thought about making a caricature of her. I titled my artwork (still too humble to call any of my works as a masterpiece, haha) "Our baby is going to Makati!".


Then on June 22, 2010, I finally placed it inside a frame (really cheap hekhek, but really cute, a little bit baby-ish just like her) and wrote, "'Di mo yan kamukha kasi naka-make-up ka sa pic. Hehe. Oo na, di mo na nga kamukha, but it's the effort that counts 'di ba? (That doesn't look like you 'cause you were wearing a make up on the picture. Yeah, yeah, I know, it [the sketch] doesn't look like you. But it's the effort that counts, right?)". And then I added my signature spelling of "ingats (slang for take care)" which is "Yngatz" (and hell, no, I'm no JEJEMON!!!).


Last June 26, 2010, Rhea treated us for pizzas (no, it's not "a pizza" because there were four pizzas, not just one, and there was also this alien food, I mean, another Italian food, called Ravioli) at Picobello. From Picobello, we went to SM (with her friends, very sunggonic -- which means "having the ability/characteristic to make other's noses, and maybe even ears, bleed" in my vocabulary -- just like Rhea) and then to Gaisano Mall. Before Karz (a friend and a fellow auditor) and I left Rhea and her friends, I gave her my farewell--I mean--God bless--oh wait, does she even believe in God?--Good Luck gift. Lolz.

That blocky yellow thing (looked like a block bookmark or something) on the left was given by Nifer (one of her sunggonic friends). Duh. The one on the right (is that a caricature? I think it is.) was the sketch I gave her. Duh, Heddle.






This was the picture I used as a reference in sketching her. It was one of her "controversial" pictures since she had to be all lady-like! Lolz.







I hate farewells, so, I might as well say, God bless Rhea. (and don't tell me all your I-will-get-burned crap 'cause you once commented "Dear God" in one of my posts on Facebook).