#OJT chronicles

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"On The Job Training"

Day 2: February 6, 2024

Introduction: Hey, folks! Day 2 of my OJT adventure is in the books, and it brought a mix of productivity, camaraderie, and a touch of unexpected excitement.

Morning Checklist Marathon: My morning was dedicated to conquering the checklist that spans the entire year, from January to December 2023. It's quite a comprehensive task, but hey, slow and steady progress is the name of the game.

Getting to Know the Team: As the morning progressed, I found myself getting more comfortable with the amazing people in the dean's office. Shared smiles, quick chats, and a sense of camaraderie were starting to form—a promising sign of the positive work environment.

(corn snack break from the faculty peeps hihi)

Scheduled Power Outage Plot Twist: Just as I settled into the rhythm of the day, a scheduled power outage decided to add an unexpected twist to our narrative. The familiar hum of our bustling office transformed into an eerie silence as the lights dimmed. From 2 pm to 5 pm, we found ourselves in an unplanned hiatus, courtesy of the maintenance schedule.

Conference Room Chronicles: Faced with the challenge of a darkened office and rising temperatures, my OJT colleague and I sought sanctuary in the conference room.we turned what could have been a disruption into an opportunity to bond, share stories, and infuse humor into the scheduled break.

Closing Thoughts: Day 2 unfolded as a rollercoaster of productivity, team-building, and unexpected adventures, even if the adventure was a planned interruption. As I conclude today's reflections, I'm reminded that sometimes, even scheduled moments craft the most compelling stories. With anticipation, I look forward to whatever Day 3 has in store.

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Every morning routine with the Mechanical Maintenance Department.❤

With Engr. Lorenz.💙

First Gen Hydro Power Pantabangan-Masiway’s Professional Mechanical Engineers (Engr. Lorenz & Engr. Ruben).❤

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A decade of being a lost cat. 1. Some of the coolest and smartest kids I have ever met 2. The most chaotic section of all in high school where I found the most solid friendship 3. One of my families outside the classroom where I spent my weekends 4. First friends in College 5. Joined the dance team with big women energy 6. 2nd-3rd year. Café hopping was a tradition 7. 3rd-4th year. The final arc of the college friendship chronicle 8. We have never been completed in a single photo 9. My kaladkarin parents who adopt me whenever they please 10. The sweetest people I have met during my OJT https://www.instagram.com/p/B62SMzJJj7E/?igshid=13epx3w4dmv84

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Pingpong Chronicles

Wazzup sa inyo mga Kabayan! Yung tropa ko nag v-vlog. Dahil hindi ko kaya yun, dito na lang ako. Hahahaha. Anyway, feel free not to read this shit.

  July 17, 2017 9:00 AM                Tapos na OJT ko kaya tambay na lang ako sa bahay, naglalaro lang ako ng Ragnarok nang biglang may tumawag sakin na unkown number.

Me: ‘Hello po? Caller: ‘Carlos, gusto mo bang sumali sa Governor’s Cup sa katapusan? Kasali si Mauty, Sali ka na din.’ Me: ‘Ay, Tita ayoko po. Wala po akong training.’ Tita: ‘SUMALI KA NA! Libre naman ang registration. Magpasa ka lang kay Sir Mike ng photocopy ng NSO at ID. Hanggang ngayong 12 noon lang. Iintayin ka daw ni Sir Mike ngayon sa bahay nila, ngayon ang deadline BILISAN MO SUMALI KA NA!’ Me: ‘Tita… Ayok---‘ Tita: ‘SUMALI KA NA ABA! SAYANG YUN!’ Me: ‘Sige po Tita, sasali na po ako.’

Pagkababa ko, hinanap ko agad NSO ko, buti na lang may spare ako na Photocopy tapos kinuha ko kaagad ID ko, nagdamit lang ako tapos umalis na ako ng bahay. Pinuntahan ko si Remo sa bahay nila, isa sa mga tropa ko na nag pi-pingpong din. Hindi ko na tanda pero mukhang ako pa ata ang gumising sakanya at sinabi ko na samahan ako kina Sir Mike para magpasa ng requirements. Niyaya ko din sya pero nag he-hesitate sya kasi nag-iintay na lang sya ng text mula sa Airbase kasi magsusundalo sya, baka daw kasi hndi din sya maka attend sa tournament kasi baka pumasok na sya sa Base ano mang oras. Before mag 12, napilit ko si Remo na sumali at nakapag pasa na kami. So deretso training na kami, kahit alam namin na wala kaming chance na manalo kasi buong Batangas yun at kasama kami sa bracket na 18-40 ata yun.

 July 29, 2017 Day of Tournament

               So ayun nga, araw na ng Tournament. After ng ilang days ng training (kunwari). Sinabi ko na masaya na akong manalo kahit isang beses lang. Kasi sobrang daming magagaling at hindi ko alam kung sino makakalaban ko. Pagdating naming sa venue, grabe SOBRANG daming tao. Na-amaze ako. Look at these people! Sharing the same passion and playing the same sport. Grabe naghalo-halo na emotions ko. Excited ako na ayokong maglaro kasi kinakabahan ako, na gusto ko first game ako para matapos na agad, pero teka natatae ako. Before mag open ang tournament, nakita ko yung mga players. Yung iba, lumaro na sa ibang bansa, yung iba player ng mga sikat na Universities sa Manila, at syempre madaming magagaling.

Pero ito yung namiss ko, yung ambiance ng tournament. Yung pakiramdam na mag co-compete ka. Yung feeling na nakukuha mo habang nag-aantay ng laban, o kaya kapag nasa harap ka na ng table at ng kalaban mo. Grabe, sobrang nakalimutan ko ang outside world. Welcome to the World of Table-tennis.

It was a great experience. Kahit na hindi ko nauwi yung bacon. Hahahaha. Hindi na ako umaasa kasi over 200 ang participants at kuko lang ako sa paa ng ibang players HAHAHAHA. 1 win at 1 lose ako, kaso hindi ako naka-advance sa sunod na bracket kasi natalo ako sa point system. Sad. Pero ang mahalaga, nakapaglaro ulit ako after ilang years simula nung natanggal ang varsity sa school at nakain ako ng Buhay Pharmacy at ng Sayaw.

Oh I’m so inlove with this sport.

 WALANG KWENTA DIBA, BILIB NA AKO SAYO NA UMABOT KA PA SA PART NA TO.

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January 17, 2017 // OJT Chronicles—Nakarating kami ng MOA around 12 PM kahit ang usapan namin ay 10:30 AM (fine, ako lang talaga nagpa-late samin as usual haha) so ang nangyari kumain muna kami ng lunch, inasikaso ang resume, nag-CR para looking fresh, nag-dasal then we’re off.

(Medyo mahaba so kahit wag niyo na i-click pero kung gusto niyo malaman yung araw ko sige lang)

So pumunta kami sa 1 E-Com Bldg. tapos ang daming nagtatanong ng “Sir, apply po kayo?” yun pala eh sa mga BPO companies pero di yan importante sa kwento di ko lang alam kung bakit ko na-mention. Going back, pumunta kami sa isang company sa 7th floor then nung andoon na kami, sabi ng receptionist ay bumaba muna kami sa ground floor at andoon ang kanilang recruitment agency kaya bumaba kami tapos noong nakarating na kami sa ground floor aba’y pinapaakyat ulit kami sa 7th floor. Yung ibang kasama ko ay napagod na kaya kaming dalawa na lang ng isa ko pang classmate ang umakyat tapos may sumalubong sa amin na employer doon sa company na naka-formal (as in!) at kinabahan naman ako. Feeling ko lahat ng dugo sa katawan ko eh naubos. Tapos ayun pinapabalik na lang kami ng March.

Next, sa SMDC, 12th floor, jusko kinabahan ako kasi yung ambiance iba, so parang nawalan nanaman ako ng dugo pero sabi tatawagan daw kami within this week so *cross fingers*.

Theeeen, sinubukan naming mag-apply sa Telstra pero ni-reject kami ng company dahil wala daw silang position for accounting majors dahil sila ay BPO company same with Convergys. Tapos diretso na kami sa company na pinapasukan ni kuya, awkward kasi you know, magkapatid sa isang company eh gusto ko yung wala akong kamag-anak kasi ewan ko ba. Pinagtinginan ako ng mga workmates ni kuya. At yung HR nila nakilala agad yung last name ko haha.

Tapos ayun, wala talaga sa balak naming pumunta ng BSP & Department of Finance pero natuloy pa rin kami. Sa DOF medyo chill lang ang ambiance. Walang kaba. Pero nagmamadali na kami kasi almost 5 PM na rin kami nakarating eh closing time na yun. Pero thank God, kinuha pa rin yung resume namin.

Tapos pauwi guys, grabe 2 hours traffic.

Ayun, to make the story short, medyo nakakapagod pero nakaka-proud din today kasi alam mo yun? Na-experience namin maghanap ng trabaho. Parang feeling ko adult na ako. Hahaha.

Umuwi ako ng bahay na masakit ang paa kakalakad.

[traceandsee]

OJT CHRONICLES

First day - overly exposed, diff disorders and therapeutic processes and so on.... There's this head nurse, he's cool.... but he switches his mood every 5 mins. Get over your self, sir. And the nurse that kept on lecturing us about the different disorders and shizz like we know nothing. She even questioned our way of interviewing the psychos, crazies and the drugies. Mind you own business, sestra. 200hr internship - day 1 done, magic hours and days to go!!!

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The Hamato Chronicles  Ch. 3

Rated M for Mature--Contains disturbing images, racial slurs, and images of war. PTSD trigger WARNING

If ya recognize it, it ain't mine. 

Ch 3

Leo POV

After lunch, which was Marlowe’s mac and cheese, we decided to watch a movie. As per normal, Mikey wanted a horror flick, Raph wanted action, and Donnie wanted a documentary. But, we all agreed to let Lowe pick.

She held up The Princess Bride and started laughing so hard she was almost crying. Our brothers smiled and put the movie in.

Marlowe, propped herself on the back of the couch and said to Dad, “Hey Pop. ‘What about the ROUS’?”

Father smiled and leaned against the door frame. “’Rodents of unusual size?’ Hmm,” he said as he played with his tail, twirling it like a chain. “’I don’t think they exist.’”

After the previews, we heard Sensai yell, “’Everybody move!’”

We scrambled to get out of the way. Dad vaulted over the back of the couch and landed next to Marlowe, who hadn’t moved an inch. He settled in to watch the movie with a smile. We all watched as they would laugh about things like they were inside jokes.

Supper was pizza. We had a ball. The banter between all six of us was music to my ears. It was like an important instrument was missing from our little symphony.  One by one, we went off to bed. At 3 am, when I got up to go pee, Marlowe was just laying down.

Don’s POV

I was woken up by a muffled scream at 4am. I met Father at the door to the lab. He seemed just as shaken as I was. The scream was most definitely female, so we knew it could only be Marlowe. The two of us ran into her room to see her thrashing on her bed and shrieking ‘NO’ and ‘Joey’. Occasionally, Marlowe would gag and we’d have to roll her to her side.

“Marlowe, you need to wake up,” my father whispered in his panic as he was petting her face.

I was whispering to her the entire time, “Come on, Sissy, wake up.” But it seemed to go on for hours. It was only maybe a minute but it sure felt like more. When her eyes finally fluttered open, she looked like she was going to hurl, so I grabbed her trash can and thrust it under her face. I was just in time. When she was finally finished, she slumped back on her pillows and sobbed. It kills me to see my strong big sister hurting like this.

Marlowe’s POV

I had gone to bed that night, after having a late night brawl with my survivor’s guilt and almost a whole pot of coffee. Suddenly, I was in the middle of another nightmare.

My world was a little fuzzy. I remember this place. This is where we were when our Gunny said to shoot those kids. Suddenly, I felt myself being thrown around and then Joey was in my lap asking me to watch over his little sister. There was so much blood. I tried to hold it all in. I knew what was coming next. Joey bled to death while we waited for the medics. I can still hear the blast coming. I can still feel the heat of the truck as he was blown next to me. I can still feel the hot of his blood on me, can still smell it. Even after the last 6 months it still makes me gag.    

I woke up to Donnie holding up a trashcan for me, which I promptly heaved into. Pop was next to me, gently rubbing my back. After empting my stomach of the last two days of its contents, I started sobbing.  

My father whispered, “Marlowe, what happened out there?”

“Dad, I only want to tell this story once,” I somehow managed to croak out, “so you had better get everyone up and here.”

Without us knowing it, Leo had gotten up and was standing outside the door. He went to get our other two brothers up while Don called April and Casey. In a half hour, April and Casey walked into the lair.

Donnie handed me a bottle of water.

“Thanks, Double D,” I said hoarsely.

Raph wrapped the couch blanket around my shoulders a few minutes later. “Are you sure you don’t need this, Squeaks? It’s kinda cold.”

He smiled and said softly, “And I’m not tha one shakin’, Marlowe Jean.”

I looked up to see Mikey squirming on the rug. “Angel, go.”

“But I need to be here for you, Lowe.”

“Just go!”

Mikey grumbled as he got up and stalked off in the direction of the bathroom, leaving Marlowe shaking her head.  She looked up at April and Casey, “You guys have siblings?”

April said, “No,” while Casey just shook his head.

“I’m going to tell you two the unspoken sibling code,” Marlowe said as she started to tick them off one by one on her fingers. “One, I may love you to bits and pieces, but I am not required to like you. Two, I can beat you up whenever I want, but if someone so much as looks at you in a fashion I don’t approve of, I will kill them. Three, I reserve the right to despise whoever you settle with as no one will ever be good enough. And four, I also reserve the right to spoil any and all of your progeny to the point of rottenness and far beyond, stopping just short of sociopath.”

April and Casey sat stock still, for nearly a whole minute. Then Marlowe smiled and they started laughing.  

After hearing Marlowe call the boys by their childhood nicknames a few times, Casey had to ask where they came from, “So about these nick names?”  

Marlowe laughed, “I couldn’t say names or features when I was in BASIC or OJT. Uncle Sam likes to read the recruits letters from home and listen in on their phone calls. So, Uncle Pete and I worked out a system where we would use something from when the boys were little as a code name for each of them. When Leo was little, he was really accident prone and had an awesome speech impediment. He couldn’t say ‘Fell’ so it was kabong or kaboom. I started calling him El KaBong in my letters home. Raph was two when he finally started talking.”

Casey grinned, “And now he never shuts-up.”

“Watch it, Jones. He’s is still my little brother and I am still a Marine,” I replied, hotly, as I leveled a glare at the hockey mask wearing vigilante. “Anyway, he’d get so upset he would scream at the top of his lungs for quite a while if you didn’t immediately understand what he was meaning. He would get this squeaky, hoarse voice after throwing those fits. So, when I had to think of a code word for Raph, Squeaks came to mind. Sometimes, if he is exhausted or really sick, I can get away with ‘Squeaker’, but I don’t push it. Donnie had a huge independent streak when he was two. Every time we’d ask if he needed help his answer was always, “NO! Don-Don do!” In my letters home I shortened it to DD or Double D. Mikey has always been Angel. Guess that’s just the big sister thing. I mean, they are all my angels, but he’s always been my Angel.”      

Everyone gathered on the couches in the living room, waiting for me to tell them what happened in Afghanistan. Raph sat one side of me, his arm around my shoulders in an attempt to calm the tremors that still wracked my body, while Don was on the other, holding my hand, secretly keeping an eye on my pulse.

My father sat down across from me, “What happened in Afghanistan, Marlowe.”

“I was out with my squad and my SSgt’s Gunny; a guy by the name of Johnson. He was a bastard; called me a ‘prairie squaw’ to my face quite a few times. Anyway, we were doing a patrol in this tiny little town, the kind where one well serves 6 or 8 houses. There were some kids outside, playing with water guns. I remember this one was mutagen green and neon blue. It was obvious they were just playing in the water when they would stop and fill their soakers back up. This Gunny ordered us to ‘Shoot those damned kids’. All four of us were floored. Caitie looked at him and asked, ‘Whaa’. She wasn’t sure she heard him right. Then he yelled, ‘I order you to shoot those damned towelheads in training. Nits make lice. Bet you’d know all about that wouldn’t you, Hamato’. I about lost it. I looked at him and said, ‘Sir, with all due respect, I respectfully decline to follow that order.” He started screaming at me; called me everything but an American Marine. Then he sent me back behind the lines. I was put on temporary restriction for two days and the paperwork for my discharge was started over my wording. There was a guy working supply for quartermaster company, Joey Loveland, who gave me a ride to regional. We were a few miles away from our destination when he yelled ‘Shit’ and threw me out of the cab of that deuce and a half. He was right behind me. He landed right next to me. I can still feel the heat of the blast; can still taste the sand and dust it kicked up. But most of all, I can still feel Joey’s blood on my hands and hear his screaming,” I paused and took a breath as tears ran down my face. “I can still hear him asking me to watch over his little sister.”

“I sat there, trying to keep him alive while screaming through the satellite phone for a medic when he said to stop. He said he knew he wasn’t going to make it, just asked me to take care of Brynnie for him. He died in my arms. Medics finally got there 10 minutes later, but by then I was in shock. I was sedated for three days because I kept trying to scrub his blood off when it was already gone. When I finally came out of it, my Staff Sargent was there and he told me that JAG wanted to talk to me. Turns out, my girls complained. There was no way to stop my discharge but that Gunny got in some big trouble. Come to find out, I had been put in for Staff Sargent half a dozen times when there was a slot and I had the points, but that Gunny kept turning it down. He kept saying that I wasn’t ready for the responsibility. Mind, I had been a Sargent for years, had all my points, was never flagged, and had never failed a PT test. It all boiled down to my gender and skin color.

When I got back to San Diego, I was in pretty bad shape. I couldn’t eat or sleep; I got put into inpatient observation at a VA Hospital there. A week later, I was transferred to a VA hospital in Pierre, South Dakota. Saw at least three Docs there. No one bothered to look at my address on record. It took me almost four months to get them to transfer me to a caseworker in the Bronx. After that fight, I had another month before I could see a Doc about my anxiety; that was more pills. I was lucky that Caitie got out right after me; she let me bunk with her until I found you guys again.

That was a complete stroke of luck. I was headed down into the tunnels on Humboldt and Sherman when I ran into O’Neil. I recognized her from the photos you guys emailed me. She asked how long I’d been home for. Told her I’d been looking for you guys for the better part of a month. She told me she would have you guys come here for a few nights the next week. Then she gave me the number to Pop’s cell. First thing I did when I got back to Cait’s was to lock myself in the bathroom and call dad.”  

A/N-- Exact same version on ffn.        

[tangian]

First Gen Pantabangan Hydro Electric Power Plant

[tangian]

First Gen Hydro Power Corporation located at Brgy.West Poblacion, Pantabangan, Nueva Ecija is known as having the largest man-made reservoir in the Philippines. It also have two Hydroelectric Power Plant: The 120 MW Pantabangan Hydroelectric Power Plant and 12 MW Masiway Hydroelectric Power Plant that are connected to each other.

During my 280 hours of stay in this company, I am not only just exposed to the knowledge on how a Hydroelectric Power Plant works, but also on how the workers do their job for the company. The Engineers of the maintenance always let us listen to their business meetings with the companies that wanted to have a transaction with them, that’s one of a kind experience for me to see a glimpse of the possibility of what I may experience in the future.

Engr. Ruben S. Merin and Engr. Lorenzo S. Perez, the Engineers of the Mechanical Engineering Maintenance mostly do the talking when it comes to the discussions about the Hydro Electric Power Plant. They always encouraged us to ask questions if there are things that we don’t understand.  And at the end of the 280-hour training, all the topics that they discussed were connected to a bigger picture: How all the systems function as a whole when there’s an operation.

The Mechanical Technicians of the First Gen Hydro Power Corporation guided us when it comes to the knowledge and experience to the actual works. Every time we asked about the process, tools or the Machine that they used that we are not familiar with, they will always have answers and explanations.

The employers were nice to us, the trainees, until the end of our training. Overall, I am honored that I’m accepted by this company. I am lucky to experience a different kind of  training. hahaha wow english na Tumblr post! Haha jk nasa On-the-Job Training Experience and Insights ko ito at naisipan ko lang na icopy-paste haha!

[tangian]

First Gen Pantabangan Hydro Electric Power Plant ‘s HR Managers & 2018 trainees

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First Gen Masiway Hydro Electric Power Plant

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June 10, 2018 - August 11, 2018 Yan ang tinagal namin sa lugar na ito. Hindi akalain na maaattach ka pala sa ordinary everyday routine na nangyari sa dalawang buwan.

National Irrigation Administration (NIA)’s Gate Entrance. Haha lucky na nakarenta kami dito haha. Trabahador lang kasi ng NIA mga nakatira dyan. Pero dahil sa kaibigan ng tito ng kasama ko yung tagapamahala (wat) nakapagrenta kami sa presyong ₱ 4, 000 para sa 2 months (lumagpas pa nga kami ng one week e haha) Abandoned Hospital at School sa parang village na ito haha. Parang kakatakot sa unang titigan. Nung last weekend na pagstay ko nga e plano ko libutin yung school e kaso bigla may tumahol na aso kaya takbo agad hahahhaha pero sayang syempre Mahaba din lakarin mula sa entrance ng gate hanggang sa tinitirhan namin (third pic, first row). 5 minutes kung mabagal ang lakaran. Kakapagod din kasi paakyat sya kapag lalabas na kami ng gate. Kaya hingal na hingal kapag papasok na. Tapos the best kapag nagbubuhat kami ng inorder namin na mineral water. Sa labas pa ng gate nakakabili hahaha.

Church. Mukhang abandoned church din pero nakapagsimba na ako once dyan. Pinilit ako ng mga kasama ko na magsimba nung narinig yung kampana. BTW ako lang nagsimba kahit pinilit ako. Yung isa Adventist at yung isa Atheist jk. At maganda naman sa loob. Iilan lang nagsisimba din at minsan lang ata magmass sa isang buwan. May Basketball court sa loob at may malaking puno na tinatambayan ko magisa para makasagap ng connection. Mahina Globe sa area na to e huehue

Si Blackie. Haha pinangalan ni Ralph dahil black.......... Yan yung pag papasok kami o kaya umuwi, basta makita kami, susundan kami. Tapos pagtinawag mo naman, magmamayabang at bibilisan takbo. Mamimiss kita Blackie. Kung may Wi-Fi hotspot, Meron din siguro Data Hotspot- HAHAHAHA. Sa dalawang buwan, hindi ko kaya na walang internet talaga. Kaya lagi ako nagpapaload nung 50 pesos promo dahil may nilalaro ako sa phone. Bumibisita naman ako sa Tumblr pero hindi ako nagpopost haha pwede na maging ninja! Sorry sa pagiging inactive UwU. Neighborhood. Mababait naman. May nakikicopy pa sa amin ng mga movies, si Kuya Julius. Tapos meron din nagpahiram sa amin ng sampayan tapos may nagyayaya din sa amin na makipaginuman. Ang the best sa neighborhood na to, kapag umaga may nagpapatugtog ng gitara. 

[tangian]

First Gen Pantabangan Hydroelectric Plant’s Machine Shop +  The Mechanical Technicians (Sir Rocky, Sir Darwin, Sir Edwin & Sir Victor)~