I am compelled to write on the second day of the transport strike mostly because of a comment made on GMA's Unang Hirit morning show. In Filipino, the announcer said that the strike "only" paralyzed 50% of Iloilo... and that it did not adversely affect life as in Aklan.
I wish he could have joined dozens of Ilonggos waiting for public transportation yesterday. In a city not used to a lack of jeepneys, it was disconcerting to see grown men scrambling for the few remaining jeepneys - those that were brave enough to defy the political whims of their union leaders.
All because of a rerouting scheme that, in my opinion, fixed a lot of gridlock problems by re-routing some PUVs to lesser-utilized city streets.
I am willing to bet that if a cost-benefit study was done, the longer routes would still cost less for the drivers because of the reduction in downtime due to traffic.
I felt better after changing my position.
You see, I can change my job designation to whatever I can reasonably think of, just as long as it resembles what I actually perform in the company.
I think being called "Project Manager" wasn't the right fit for me. After all, even as I perform all the jobs that a project manager is supposed to do, I am still at the mercy of other people being able to finish their work on time. In short, I do not possess the "mantle of authority" that a PM should have.
So, in order to stop being pretentious, I labeled myself as "Liaison".
Evokes memories of being a liaison officer during medical school: a thankless job, where the only satisfaction is knowing that only you are able to do what you do.