A Faggoty Xmas Party

Day 65

There are but two things I always look forward to during this month – one is my boithday, the other is of course, the 13th month pay Christmas! And what better way to celebrate the holiday but by going to Christmas parties?

The great event coordinators of our company thought of setting a very creative theme for this year's Christmas party — Moulin Rouge! When I first heard about it, it took a great deal of restraint on my part not to exclaim, "What kind of a fuckin' faggot would come up of such a theme?!". I mean, imagine Christina Aguilera, Mya, Pink and Li'l Kim on their Lady Marmalade video. Yep, we're required to dress up like them! Well, come to think of it, at least it will be less embarassing for us men since we'll be in tuxedos or something to that effect.

Bunny outfits: embarrasingly kinky!  (more…)

PLDT can suck my rockhard stainless steel nuts!

Day 64

I’ve been contacting PLDT’s repair hotline 173 for the past 6 or 7 days because our phone line has been very shitty for almost two weeks now. The problem started with just a small static noise in the background which has worsened to the point that I sometimes can no longer hear the person on the other end of the line. As a paying customer the only logical thing for me to do is keep (bugging) calling PLDT every now and then for follow up (because they haven’t really done anything from the start). And as incompetent phone representatives, all they’ve been verbatimly telling me is they’ll do line tests before they can send a technician and shit.

So I called them up yet again this morning to follow up on the same issue. A robotic-sounding lady whose name I didn’t get because the line was so terribly crappy I could barely hear her greet me picked up on the other end. It was safe to assume though that she woke up on the wrong side of the bed given that the automated voice prompt sounded way friendlier than she did. She took all my info and proceeded in asking me what the problem is:

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Random Chat Sessions Part Trois

Day 62

As you all know already, I work in a centralized office used primarily for the purpose of receiving and transmitting a large volume of requests and support calls by telephone, mostly from North American clients who don’t know the difference between a click and a right-click (read: Contact Center).

Thanks to my lametastic bartering abilities and unique conversation skills, I’ve been appointed by my supervisor to create customized spiels that my teammates and I might find handy. To hell with those overused empathetic statements such as “I’ll be glad to assist you with that” or “I’m sorry to hear that if I were in your shoes I’d feel the same way too” lines that more often than not tick the callers off.

Graah! I don’t give a fuck if your dirty Indian feet are as smelly as mine! Just fix the gotdamn computer! (more…)

Tell me who your friends are…and I’ll tell you mine!!!11one

Day 61 

You guys might be curious as to how we at The Man Blog are able to concoct entries that are nothing short of awesomondo all the time. The answer is simple: nothing beats having intellectually-stimulating conversations on a regular basis. To give you an idea as to how we carry out witty discussions, here’s a short chat session between fellow editor Adrian and I.

Scenario: I was asking Ade if he’s still experiencing the intermittent hangups on our website.

Yeah I’m tad lazy, and you’re gullible. So you will just click here for a larger view.

Yep. That’s how much we keep the professionalism among all of us. With that said, I wish y’all have a happy weekend!

Updates Schmupdates!

Day 59

Yeah I know I haven’t been able to post updates again lately (and perhaps on the next couple of days as well). And it’s not due to another blogger’s block I tells ya. You see, other bloggers fail to post entries on their site because they’re either getting too stoned as a result of too much fucking, or spending a holiday on a cruise, or just plain enjoying whatever it is that they’re currently doing. I, on the other hand, have been getting dick-smacked left and right at work (Between my co-eds and I, I’m probably the one who has the bottom of the suck barrel). (more…)