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I am a creative writer. So, don’t be surprised on what you gonna read after this warning. React while you read but promise me to read the whole post before you squeal everything to our common friends. Don’t jump to conclusion immediately. Sounds very controversial, eh?

Okay. This is it! Breathe.

I went out for my third blind date of the month. I was pretty sure that this eyeball would be different compared to the past meetups. The thought of passing by UP Diliman, my Alma Mater, and Katipunan, where I planned to buy my favorite Cello’s doughnuts after the blind date, excited me since last night. I could feel it in the air. I saw a rainbow in the sky while I was on transit. I sensed hope that something’s life-changing experience would happen.

Few days back, I posted my profile along with my picture and my contact details somewhere in the web. It is a community where searchers and searchees converge for a thing. I expect some calls afterward. If unregistered numbers were displayed, I’m pretty sure that they are these searchers. They would open a conversation narrating that they saw my profile and yada yada. Our conversations always end with a meeting time and place.

I came twenty minutes earlier than the agreed time. I fixed my necktie and my vest. I should create a good impression. He (yes, I know from the start, he is a he) came on time yet he needed to fix himself. Our conversation started twenty minutes later.

Before I proceed, here’s a little backgrounder how this setup went. I was introduced to him by a guy of another guy who I met from my second eyeball. (Yeah, guys.) The guy of the second date must had liked me and my 132 IQ. He tested it actually. I think he likes nerd.

Anyways, as I continue…

After the introduction, handshakes and the usual gestures of two strangers, we went to another place. He offered coffee but I don’t feel my caffeine needs that time because I’m already nervous. I smiled, refused and thanked him. He left me for a while to get his coffee.

Are you with this guy? He’s referring to the guy on the second date.
Nope, I’m still with my girlfriend at present.
I see.

I told some things about myself, my interests, what I do for living and SAP Basis. I know and I feel that he’s listening and accommodating not until he said that I was not his type. Er! That date planner is somehow stupid. My date preferred someone that’s not me. Even such honesty already disappointed me, he showed his kindness to continue our chat. He didn’t want my time to end up wasted. He believed that we can learn something new from every meeting set up like this.

The truth is… he’s looking for an ABAP developer. I did not post my resume (the profile, with my picture and my contact details) to apply for that position either.

But something was opened up that is worth a blog post (with a creative approach too.)

I told him my SAP Basis experience and my Java expertise too. He was surprised with my knowledge set – programming, security and Basis support. I am a jack-of-all-trades! Although as much I wanted to knock down the topic on security, he sees very potential growth on security. It’s a big big issue not only on SAP but everything on earth and www. Google, Multiply, Facebook and many others have our personal information. Thus, those need to be secured. Oh, I remember Sandra Bullock’s The Net. Will I be back as security guardian? Let’s find out.

He also revealed that he knows my present girlfriend. Actually, they have a relationship on going! (Those bastards, hehehe!) Another trivia: the guy on the second date is also having a good relationship with this guy on the third date. Small world!

But what he stressed most are my SAP and Java know-hows. So he wondered how come I was immersed in the SAP Basis when I graduated with a Computer Science degree which has been synonymous with programming. My answer – this is my first job. Clueless and a victim. Meanwhile, he confessed that he, a CS grad too, stereotyped Basis folks coming from CE, Computer Engineering. (I knew someone with CE but Civil Engineering. Hi, Lars)

I admitted to him that programming is my passion. For those who do not know, I consider it as my first love in the computing world. And my present girlfriend does not mind that! I won’t code for a program to generate a report without having me manually cut and paste data out of just fun and convenience. Programming comes with me naturally. Look at this blog! I prefer this to be personalized. Instead of blogging with readily available themes and elements, I tweak the site by programming.

‘It doesn’t mean your stepping backward, Jonas’, he remarked. ‘You have SAP. You have Java. Moving forward, you will have ABAP. Chicken na lang sa iyo yun!’

‘I see the career you want is actually at your reach!’

That is the time I was moved. Really. I’m smiling outside and in the inside. My spirit comes alive. It is something that I want, something that I need. Compared to the supporters, developers have their own control of their time. Knowing my multitaking me, that’s what I need to be complete – ambigrammist, web admin, photography and script writing. Find a job you enjoy, and you’ll never work a day in your life! I can also have everything on the side!

If the prophet I just met earlier is reading this, I tell you… you’re damn right! I’m up to your challenge. I save your number by the way (for future dates, perhaps) Wahaha! But I’m still thinking and seriously thinking about this. We’ll we haven’t talked about the money. I guess this also follows. :) You said it’s moving forward, so no paycut!

From this moment on, I’m changing my destiny one step at a time. This is the reason, Tweety, why I buzzed you earlier. I still love my girlfriend though :) Think of her first!

I need to talk with my girlfriend if we can still work things out.

She doesn’t want to blog the details of our love-hate relationship and our ‘company’. Thus, this post is written as Blind Date.

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