Epilogue, but continuation

Hi Bloggers.

It's made, it's finished, my relation with my old company. I still belong to them 'till the end of the month, but I'm on holidays so I won't go to work for them anymore (or at least on the next months, you never know). I went to work on Monday with the idea of talking with the human resources guy of my new company. I talked to him and he assured me I'd signed a contract with them through email. I checked that and it was true. So I decided to take the next step and I called my team manager. I asked him to see him so I left the SCH city and went to the meeting.

He was surpised to see me and, believe me, I loved the face he got when I told him I was leaving. We went togheter to his office to have a chat, I didn't want to but in some ways it was a chance of loosing time and not going back to work (I'm not lazy, you know, but I didn't want to travel again, it's 1:30 hours to reach the SCH city).

Then he asked me so many things and we talked for long. He asked the name of my new company, wich is totally wrong, he shouldn't. I was unconfortable with the question and I made a mistake, I told him I didn't remember the name, wich was totally stupid, and a total lie he could easily guess, and so he did. He didn't understand why I didn't want to answer the question, it wasn't really kind of him. Then he told me it was a pity I was leaving because they were really happy with me. He told me everybody thinks I'm a very good proffesional (in his own words, wich I liked) and a serious guy. Then he told me I could have gone to England with them, but without a salary increment. So what's the point I thought on telling me that stuff without making a counter offer. It was like him wanting me to feel guilty, and he spoke a lot, and he was near to convince me I was doing wrong. My will step over all that and I signed my resinging.

The next thing to do was telling him about spending all my holidays instead of going to work. He agreed with that, but, I told him I was going to work next day because I didn't want to left anything unfinished. He asked me if I was willing to go to work all the week if it was needed and I said yes, of course. So he told me he was going to speak with my boss and he'll tell me next day.

So I left, happy and tired of travelling. With my sign posted on a paper saying I left that bloody company.

Next day I had to face my boss at SCH and tell him I was leaving (I have a boss on the city and a bigger one on the companies office). Of course he already knew it because he had spoken with my other boss. Unfortutnaly he told me I had to work the rest of the week if I was willing (It was stupid to say, I didn't want to work, but I had to).

You know I didn't have much work on the past, but this week I had as much as the last 4 months togheter, but I managed to finish everything. Then on wednesday I almost had everything finished and I asked if I could leave on thursday, they agreed, they didn't have enough courage to push me to work on friday.

So yesterday I went for the last time to the SCH city (it could be it wasn't the last time, who knows the future). I bought two chocolate boxes as it's kind of a tradition to invite your colleages on your last day. I was surprise about how much they apreciated me, I didn't know. They were really happy for myself (except my boss) and they wished me a very good future althoug they were sure I'll have it. Some of them even told me I deserved a better job and salary. Some of them were a bit jealous about the going to england (wich is just still a possibility). But all of them were inmensely happy about me, it made me feel good, but a bit sad, I'll miss some of them.

Now I'm on holidays, havign a good time and waiting to go back to Pontevedra for a week to see my family and friends. I'll go on a plane this time, lucky me. I'll go to the beach also and to see Ryan the dog and my cat. I'll see the sea wich I really miss and visit a lot of people, so I hope I won't have time to be bored.

Well, I leave now. My best wishes and farewell to my old colleages. Also my love for England, and specially London, they are having a bad time. I hope I'll be there, I'm not afraid about the terrorist, specially because that's what they want and I don't obbey orders if I don't like them.

Cheers and farewell.

Manoel.

Again An Spaniard in UK???

Hi fellows.

You might have noticed I'm not of the kind who can be stucked on the same job, task, place or whatever for a long time. In fact, I don't really like to do the same thing again and again, I soon get bored and tired. And also I'm sure you noticed on the last posts I'm not really happy on my job.

When something goes good, it could always turn into better.

An Optimistic

But it could also turn into crap

His negative friend

I decided to send some CVs last weeks, just for trying to see what would happen. What happened was I was answered really soon by all of them (they were three companies) and had 2 interviews during the week and a phone call. As I wasn't very lucky at my town when I looked for a job, this time it was the opposite. I got good answers and, in fact, I have a new job, better payed and more exciting.

In fact, I have an opportunity (it's just a possibility between another 3) of having the best jobh I could have (except on terms of money, it's good, but it could be much better. I don't ask for much, anyway). But I'll explain how the interview went.

I've got the feeling of me being the one who chosed. I mean, they were like it was my deccision not theirs from the very first call. That's a nice feeling, to feel appreciated because of your knowledge. I was asked to wait for a phone call to tell me the deccision (wich they had already made) and I thought it would take some time. But next day I received it. They told me about the money and I could even ask for more. They said yes to the amount I asked for.

But the best thing about my new job it's that possibility I told you before. I could work at London!!! and also being payed for everything, even have an extra amount of money. I'd go on Monday by plane and return on thrusday or friday each week. Also, if I decide to stay at London for the weekend they'd pay me the hotel to stay. So it's just wonderful, unbelibeable, but it's just a possiliblity, it's not for sure, even when I feel like I deserved it and it's just going to happen, I want to be realistic and not too optimistic, in case it doesn't happen finally.

I think it's time for me to be lucky, and this time so lucky I'm afraid it won't happen, I'm sorry for being pesimistic, I hope you understand why.

On Monday I'll go to my now old company to tell them I quit. Then I'll go to my old working place to say goodbye to my partners. I'll feel sad for some of them, as I enjoyed their company, I won't play chess anymore, at least not with the same guy, sorry mate. I'll even miss the "fat bastard" as I got used to his jokes, he's a good guy apart for his sick and perverted mind (I type that in case he's reading the post, although I think he won't), I'll miss Josito and Eva, Oscar, Calde, Chema, and my old partners of the other department, there were plenty of Carmen there so I just type one, and also enrique alas "skizo", Carlos, both Pablo's and Conchi. But I feel happy I'll start a new job, being less worried about the money and also with the excitment of something new. I'l also have some holiday weeks to enjoy myself and get energy to start again. I'll see my family, my town, I'll go to the beach and visit my friends. I have a lot of things to tell them.

As always I'll mantain you well informed about everything that happens to me, but I hope on a few weeks this blog would be again about "An Spaniard in UK".

Cheers and farewell.

Manoel.

A dejà vù

With all my love to London.

I want to continue writing as live goes on and we must forget the pain (but learn from it). All my friends at London are ok. They weren't close to the tubes and buses. I feel fortunate but I can't just forget the people that died. I would pray if I believed in god, but I don't, so I'll just send my thoughts and love to them.

I wish my live had changed on the last weeks, but unfortunatly it hadn't. In fact instead of improving I'm going back to the past situations. The project in wich I was working will finish on next monday. Some of my mates are going to be send to another place out of Boadilla, those with whom I always have breakfast and lunch. So I'll be left alone again. My boss came last week to tell them about their new destinations, but he didn't speak with me and I wandered why. So I asked him about it. He gave me the same answer he gave me two months ago: "We still don't know. You might stay here for three days or three months. I'll tell you as soon as I know about
it". What a nice answer. I just want some stability, you know.

So the fact is I'm still stucked here, not working at all. I feel like I'm wasting my time and not learning anything. I also can't sleep at night that much, mostly because of the heat. So I don't feel that fine, sorry for being negative. But I try to be positive, and I decided to send my CV to some other companies. I received some answers and I might have interviews on the next weeks. I'll mantain you well informed about it.

Talking about companies, I want to speak about mine (I won't tell the name, even when I'm not sure if I shouldn't say it in case the owner reads it and decides to change things). My company is a good one, I would never say the opposite, but that's reffering to the main company. Everyone at the USA says my company is honest, reliable, and some other nice compliments. But I might remind you I work at the spanish branch wich is directed by spaniards, and also by really bad and unefficient spaniards, the worst class in fact. So meanwhile all the employees at the rest of the
world love the company, I don't know even one employee at Spain who likes the company.

I might change to the USA or GB branch, I'll try I promise.

Well, there are some other things I want to write about, but I'll leave them for the next post. At this time I'm supposed to be working, but in fact there's nothing to do but spend my time looking at the screen, that's why I decided to write a bit.

Farewell, and again my Love to London.

Manoel.

So Sad

Hi fellow bloggers.

There's no words I could use to show you my sorrow. You know I love britain and you also know I've been at London. I've been on those trains and also on those streets. I can see them now. I can also see the people on them just going to their jobs or to have fun in the city.

I received an email at 12:00 saying about the bombing at London. I couldn't wait to reach home to have some more news. I was really worried about my London friends, and also about the innocent people on the buses and trains.

We had that in Spain, and also the 11S, so even when I feel horrified I also feel like that's not something new at all, and that's what makes it even worst. I hope I'll never get used to such inhumanity.

My thoughts are with you English, and specially with the people who lives at London.

I love you London.

Manoel.

Straight vs Non Straight

Hi fellows.

Living at Madrid could be fun. Apart from all the problems, disturbances and crowded streets and/or public transport, distance from your working place and the horrible, unbearable heat, you always have something to do, see. Just a few weeks after the samba event we had the gay proud day and another bomb by ETA, that's what's like living in the place where everything happens in Spain. And also we'll have the olympics city chosing on wednesday, I wonder what'll happen if finally Madrid gets elected (I will feel a bit sorry about Paris and London, but if I'm going to be here on 2012 I would preffer Madrid to be chosen).

This days I have somthing else to talk about. I preffer to tell you this first, as it's small and not that important but really annoying. I told you my bedroom is an interior one, I mean the window doesn't face the street but another windows of the same building. It acts as a sound ampliffier and I get all the conversations between the neighbourghood. I call it "radiopatio" wich I could translate into innercourtyardradio. I hear every argument neighbours have even if I don't want to. This days specially because I can't close the window because of the heat. But this week is being even worst as the bloody neighbours dog (it's more like a rat) is having the heat and it screams like a bloody cat, sometimes as a pig bing killed. Of course it's more intense at night, so I can't sleep properly. I should call the police anyway, but I feel sorry for the animal, altough not for the bloody owners.

Now it's time for a short briefing about being at "Chueca" (the gay quarter in Madrid) on the gay proud day. I'm not homofobic although I don't like men at all (you know what I mean, or you should). A friend of mine, actually she's more than a friend, came to visit me during the weekend. We had a really good time. I didn't know where to take her as I don't really know Madrid (I didn't bother to visit anything yet, so lazy I am). I decided to take her to chueca as I know there's a lot of clothes shops there and she likes shoping (not as much as my sister, I'll take her there too as soon as she cames). But I didn't realize it was a festival on saturday. I noticed something strange was happening when I saw all those guys on the tube kissing each other and I've been to that part of Madrid before without seeing them. The street was coloured, decorated with multicolor flags and it was full of people (I could tell they were not straight). A group was preparing a van, placing big pink laces on it and arranging the speakers. The music was loud and it looked like a big preparation for fiesta.

I don't like to generalize, or to use stereotypes, but this time it was so obvious. They dressed far from what I call normal for myself. They used tshirts without leeves and they also were rally musculed, with fancy haircuts, shorts and fashion trainers or sandals. They were really fashion and also the shops. She loved them, I mean the shops. I felt like I was going to miss a big party. I also felt pity for a friend of mine and another friend of my sister. They'll love to be there. My greetings for both.

Later I saw on TV how big and funny it was. It really was kind of a demonstration and even some politicians were there. I'm pretty sure not because they are homosexual but more as a political action to earn some votes from gay people. That's something I don't like as much as I don't like politicians. In fact it was the same politicians that were at the demonstrations for the 11March and the Prestige thing, they fight for votes, you know.

Anyway, I was glad to see the preparations, it was beautiful and a prelude for fun, that's always nice.

Cheers and farewell, I hope I'll write some more soon. Meanwhile, and I'm sorry for this, but let's Madrid be chosen for the olympics.

Manoel.