Shredding Papers

I started shredding papers in the office today, and that’s the start. We are slowly winding down. Our office is closing down within the next two months and having said that, I have two months to go before I become one of the stars in the constellation of the ever increasing population of the jobless.

There are tons of papers that needed shredding, especially those confidential ones and I was literally just shredding papers the whole day.

I removed the papers from the box files, which gave me a lot of empty box files when just yesterday I was ordering a lot of them as I don’t have enough to keep my pile of papers.

I removed staple wires that held the files together. Files that I am now tearing apart.

I kept shredding. Paper after paper. File after file.

I stood in awe. This is what my years of hard work is now. Tiny bits of paper.

As I carried the big plastic bag containing the shredded papers to the garbage chute, a sudden gust of wind came and blew a lot of shredded papers leaving them, hanging in midair, like shining confetti thrown into air after a successful concert, like dried leaves falling off the branches of a dying tree.

And as the shredded papers gently fell down, I said, yes, at one point, we all have to say goodbye.

It was stupid of me not to tie up the plastic bag before heading to the garbage chute. I called the building cleaner to sweep the floor filled with paper confetti.

He brought a broom and dust pan, started sweeping and finally threw every thing into the chute.

I stood in awe. This is where my years of hard work is going to. Garbage bin.

34 responses to “Shredding Papers”

  1. May mawawala, May darating! ganyan lang ang buhay, chillax! Higop ka ng SABAW 🙂

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    1. Salamat sotanghon.

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  2. Madami pang opportunities. 🙂 ang ganda nung entry.

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  3. I suggest that you listen to plumb’s faithful. Listen to the lyrics. I hope it will make you feel better. 🙂

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  4. Pretty sure you’ll get a better one. Tiwala lang. 🙂

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    1. Hihihi….salamats pero saglit lang ang 2months…at hanggang ngayon ay wala pa akong nahahanap na iba hahaha

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      1. Where’s the positive spirit? If you think positive you’ll attract the same energy. Go go go!

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        1. Hihihi…oo carry yan salamats

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  5. you will.. and in God’s perfect timing..

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  6. Jobs come and go… Ang masakit dun, tama ang sinabi mo na all your efforts and hard work are like sheets of paper na after magamit, will be shredded and thrown. Kakalungkot isipin!

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    1. Oo nga po eh. Pag nakikita kong lahat ng mga ihinabol ko sa deadline noon ay shineshredd ko na lang ngayon eh…. haha…kahit tuloy sa paper shredding may #hugot hahaha

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      1. Isang tabong iyak at isang platong uhog at sipon, ilabas ang hinanakit at sama ng loob, wag lang uutot! Garantisadong gagaan ang pakiramdam. 🙂

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        1. ha ha ha…ayus lang naman to Sir O, bahala na si Batman…kung walang mahanap edi uwi hahahaha

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          1. Ano pala course mo, malay mo, may client ako na need ang skills mo…

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            1. waaah…dito talaga naghanap ng work LOL….but anyway…HRM grad po ako Sir, so puro hospitality ang background ko at currently ay Executive Secretary po ako sa isang luxury hotel chain..haha hindi lang halata 😀

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                1. wahahahahah di naman po

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  7. Parang napaquestion tuloy ako kung ano ba ang meaning of life.

    Do you sometimes feel like a plastic bag?
    Mahal ba ako ng mga aso ko?
    Kapag nahulog ang tinidor lalaki daw ang bibisita, kapag kutsara babae raw, pero kapag kutsilyo simo darating?

    Ganun yung mga naiisip ko ngayon.

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    1. Hahaha…lalim naman ng naisip mo at pati meaning of life ay nasali pa haha….sorry pero natawa ako sa kung mahal ka ba ng mga aso ko….

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      1. Importanteng tanong yun.

        Baka mamaya hindi pala ako mahal ng mga aso ko. Baka mahal lang nila ako kasi pinakakain ko sila tapos pinapasyal ko sila. Baka pag nagpataypatayan ako baka hindi sila umungol at tumawag ng pulis. Baka pag may magnanakaw sila pa unang kakaripas. Or baka umalis nalang sila sa buhay ko ng hindi ko nalalaman. Pero sanay na ako dun. Lagi naman akong iniiwan eh.

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        1. hahahaha…ano ka ba…minsan nga mga aso na lang ang ‘loyal’ at nagmamahal sa mga tao eh…dahil mga tao minsan hindi na loyal at hindi pa nagmamahalan :p

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  8. Striking truth:
    “This is what my years of hard work is now. Tiny bits of paper.”
    “Yes, at one point, we all have to say goodbye.”
    “This is where my years of hard work is going to. Garbage bin.”
    All will succumb to this at some point or another. Thoughtful post.

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    1. 🙂

      salamat po sa pagdaan 🙂

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  9. recession wagas talaga?madami akong kakilala na recently ay nawalan ng trabaho sa middle east, dumadating na naman ang tagtuyot sa disyerto,anyway hayway, makakahanap ka for sure ng trabaho, madami pa dyan, keep the fire burning!hehehehe

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    1. Wagas na wagas nga at ang hirap maghanap. Anyways…tiwala lang lol. Kung wala talaga…edi uwi hahhaha

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  10. ano ba ang trip ng kumpanya niyo at ang daming papel. haaay. sobrang sad naman iyon kung mag close na tas masaya ka sa work na yun haaay kaya pala emo si boss

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    1. Hahahahahha. Ay nako…paperless daw pero sandamakmak naman ang papel haha….ayun nga…sad talaga

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