Kuya Junie, our trusted all-round guy (in fact, our only guy co-employee aside from Sir Anol), tidied up early one morning before we arrived.
When I sat down, I realized that the space under my table was ‘wider’. I looked down and saw that the old phones turned over to us and my big box trash bin were missing.
I love trash bins. I cannot stand a day without throwing something away. It has become a therapeutic habit which I find very relieving. I am not sure but I think psychologists have added this to the activities and activities which can help relieve stress.
Now, Kuya Junie has replaced my trash bin with a more sophisticated one, the one like what my boss and other co-workers have. I don’t know, but I liked the box. It’s bigger, has a wider mouth(and can serve as the rats’ playground during the night, hehehe).
Witi-Witi 