Today is my bebeh’s birthday. But he’s not here. We’re not together. We didn’t even see each other today. BECAUSE he had to go to work. Awful isn’t it? How bad can a guy’s birthday be? Let me tell you how…

1. He is not with his family.

2. Somebody forgot his birthday. In fact 3 important people in his life forgot his birthday. Or maybe they do know its his birthday but they just  forgot to greet him.

3. He suffered from food poisoning for 3 days. He’s feeling better now. But he can’t eat what he wants or likes on his birthday.

4. Just when he’s feeling better, some boss called him yesterday – not really telling him to get to work! – but hinting it. Damn! Give the guy some slack. Or a  reliever or something! Do you always have to rely everything on him? What if he got admitted to the hospital? What would you do? Just stop your operations? I really hate it whenever his cellphone rings, vibrates or beeps when we’re together. I know he’s on call but even on weekends? Even in church? His day off? Can’t you give the guy a break? For gosh’s sake you can’t even give him a much higher salary! The guy is so overworked! I mean – the salary he’s getting is like what I was getting when I was still working at a call center. Yeah sure he is traveling but how much traveling does he need? Do you really think he likes traveling  a lot? You can’t blame him for wanting to resign so bad. If not for someone he wouldn’t have cared. He doesn’t need the job anymore. He’s got other wonderful opportunities to pursue out there. But he’s just too caring and understanding and thoughtful to just resign – unlike what I did at that call center.

5. He wasn’t able to get the cake he wants today.

6. He had to go to Roxas and Kalibo to take care of 3 or 5 branches (whatever!).

6. and lastly…my bebeh’s not with me..He’s at some stupid hotel sleeping alone. He ate dinner alone.

I feel sorry for my bebeh. He’s a quiet guy. The silent type. He does his job, he does everything without complaining – even if it’s already so unfair. But right now just let me be. I’m voicing out my frustrations. Because he won’t. (I’m sorry beh I have to do this. I know I said I can’t write when I’m sad but this time it’s different.) With his job, if only the people up there will get another IT Coordinator for Negros then Tim won’t have to travel often and be so “in demand.” I mean he can’t even  get  proper days off every weekend. He always has to go to some place. He can’t spend time with me. He can’t spend time with his family. He can’t even spend some time with himself. No wonder he’s not gaining more weight.

So how bad can my bebeh’s birthday be? I just hope he’s feeling better now. I hope he won’t get sick anymore.

But don’t worry beh. We will celebrate your birthday when you get back. I love you beh. Sorry for being so stubborn. But I’m trying to change that. You know I love you. Happy Birthday Bebeh ko..

UPDATES:

March 9, 2009 – It’s been 3 days since Tim’s birthday. He was here last Saturday, we did stuff together. Then yesterday, Sunday, he ate a very delicious lunch cooked by Mamang here at home. Then around 2PM he went back to Roxas to finish his tasks. Thank God he’s feeling better now. And by the way, I made invisible some parts of this post because of Tim’s instructions. He thinks some of his co-workers are reading my blogs. And he doesn’t want me writing anything “bad” about “some” people. So okay, I could live with that hence the “invisible” sentences. There you go beh, hope you’re satisfied with this now. I just can’t delete this post you know.