overtime
eversince i started working, overtime has been one of my favorites. i used to work til dawn or morning after. but my recent job doesn’t allow that, we have only until 7 pm to end the day. our office is about to relocate somewhere in comonwealth and as we count the remaining days here in this old house, something weird happened yesterday. it was only 6 o’clock, papers still scattered on my table but im down to my last task, fax my request to iloilo. our fax machine is located at the semi-upper floor of this office. i had a hard time pressing number 3, since iloilo has area code of 033, i keep dialling its number, on my third attempt, i heard something, like somebody has jumped or fallen, then i saw a certificate case or i do not know what it is lying near my left foot. maybe the real owner (who died in this house) doesn’t want anyone disturbing him in his room 
still, overtime ‘coz i have not yet decided if i am going later
