Throughout the shift, I've been joking about sneaking out. I didn't.
It was a department event. I decided to sit with the most quiet person on the bus. I was surprised it took us four hours to get there. There were men dressed in yellow. There was a partylist event there.
We headed to our rooms. The place was small. There were eight double beds in a small room. Since I told them I am not staying overnight, I had no bed and my stuff went to the floor, and I sat on the floor.
Immediately we were summoned to have lunch. Being tired and hungry, I did not care if the rice were a bit crusty and dry, or the fish was tasteless. I was hungry.
We were divided in teams. I was with the Red team. There were challenges. There was a photo challenge to come up with 6 photographs where everyone were in it, following themes like Walking Dead, Circle of Life. Things like that. They asked me to lie on the grass, I did so without question. When asked to spread my arms and look like Jesus, I did so as well. Really, I wondered how can grown adults put up with this silliness. I asked, why. WHY? WHY?!
Then they asked us to make a video. We did Call Me Maybe. They were so excited about it. They cam up with a voiceover-ed video idea. They made me dance. I don't really dance. So, I swinged my head right-left, left-right. They told me to wave. I did. They asked me to do the HARLEM SHAKE and haad no idea what a fucking harlem shake was. I don't think they did, too. I just stood at the farthest distance acceptably visible from the camera, and swinged my hands like an idiot. Thankfully, I was not the star of the video.
Later when we saw the film, i realized it was not that bad and my efforts to be scarce was rewarded. It looked like a decent flash mob video, if you're into those type of things. There was a bikini contest that night from, i dunno... it ws kinda tack althought the girls were sexy.
Dinner was as good as lunch. The worms from Bangkok tasted better, I ate it like peanuts. Thank God there was alcohol that night.
We headed to our rooms. The place was small. There were eight double beds in a small room. Since I told them I am not staying overnight, I had no bed and my stuff went to the floor, and I sat on the floor.
Immediately we were summoned to have lunch. Being tired and hungry, I did not care if the rice were a bit crusty and dry, or the fish was tasteless. I was hungry.
We were divided in teams. I was with the Red team. There were challenges. There was a photo challenge to come up with 6 photographs where everyone were in it, following themes like Walking Dead, Circle of Life. Things like that. They asked me to lie on the grass, I did so without question. When asked to spread my arms and look like Jesus, I did so as well. Really, I wondered how can grown adults put up with this silliness. I asked, why. WHY? WHY?!
Then they asked us to make a video. We did Call Me Maybe. They were so excited about it. They cam up with a voiceover-ed video idea. They made me dance. I don't really dance. So, I swinged my head right-left, left-right. They told me to wave. I did. They asked me to do the HARLEM SHAKE and haad no idea what a fucking harlem shake was. I don't think they did, too. I just stood at the farthest distance acceptably visible from the camera, and swinged my hands like an idiot. Thankfully, I was not the star of the video.
Later when we saw the film, i realized it was not that bad and my efforts to be scarce was rewarded. It looked like a decent flash mob video, if you're into those type of things. There was a bikini contest that night from, i dunno... it ws kinda tack althought the girls were sexy.
Dinner was as good as lunch. The worms from Bangkok tasted better, I ate it like peanuts. Thank God there was alcohol that night.
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