Work…work…work…

I need something to make me feel better so I am posting this:

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I am still not feeling well and it has gotten worst. I feel I will be coming down with flu which is something that I really hate. Eman has also been whiny since yesterday due to his allergic rhinitis. I googled some more informations about it and found that it is also called “hay fever”. I found it so funny how one site explained that although the patient doesn’t have fever and it is not caused by hay, it is called “hay fever”. :lol: Poor Eman, he just wanted to be held. I hope he will be better tomorrow because we are missing his smiles that makes our day.

I went to Ate Lourdes this morning to borrow baking pans and mixer that I will be using in my steamed chocolate moist cake for Ella’s birthday and when I came home, Donald has just put him to sleep. He was very whiny most of the time and I hope we could see a pedia anytime soon for prescription. It is difficult for him to breathe yet he hates getting his nose suctioned. You should him hear breathe through his mouth, he sounds like a snoring pig. :-(

On the other note, Cecilia – the woman that I was working with that speaks Spanish has sent me some emails again that even it is written in English, it is something that I could hardly comprehend. This caused me to just guess what she was trying to say and this morning my boss sent me an email letting me know that ALL my assignment is wrong. :roll: I was hesistant to tell him that I can’t understant Cecilia’s instruction but surprisingly I did say it in the kindest way. Later tonight, Cecilia gave me assignments again and after working on the first few ones, I sent her the link so she can check if I did it right. Again I did bad with it and so I gathered courage to tell her my problem. I apologized for giving her a headache for all the wrong outputs and said I am afraid she might be angry at me for being so dumb. Here is what she replied:

I have not angry, what happens is that my English is not good and I
use the translator to translate not so clear.
Greetings
Cecilia

I felt bad for telling her the truth but I really need to do it. I just don’t know why my boss gave her to me as a partner in this project but I appreciate her for being so patient and kind in dealing with me. I just learned she’s from Uruguay and speaks Spanish like our boss who is from Spain. I told her I love to learn their language because I find it so classy. Spanish was taught in schools here in the Philippines during my mother’s time and she almost failed. Might be because it is really difficult. Anyway, I told her that she should not feel bad if she’s not so good in English because she is excellent in Spanish. ;-)

1 Comment so far »

  1. by Julie, on May 28 2009 @ 1:37 am

     

    Maybe he can find you someone who speaks English… That would be the nice thing to do at least!

    The picture is ADORABLE!

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