Two contradictory things:
1) Gusto kong ma-try sumigaw ng isang sooper lutong I-really-mean-it-you-goddamn-stupid-fuck na hirit: Eh pu!@^#$% ka, ano ba problema mo?!? (sabay shove sa bangin)
(care of Bertong Badtrip comics ni Manix Abrera. Anlaking impluwensiya, haha)
2) I…am so freaking itching to be sweet. I swear to god. Lahat na lang nilalambing ko today, inaasar ng konti but still sweet enough, tas maka beso, yakap, at hawak ako today. Kulang na lang mangtsansing ako, pero not in the mood, and not the right crowd. *laughs*
Hmm. I wonder what’s fueling this. *thinks*
There’s a stretch of small restos just right outside our office. On a colloquial term, you would know them as turo-turos. But they’re mostly just small canteens—the type that at one point, you may just come across dysentery on your plate. Some people call them, Cholera, atbp.
It’s actually a guilty pleasure to eat there for me sometimes. They don’t offer much on our local canteen, and they do offer cheap alternatives. So I ate there yesterday, and my lunch was at 54PHP; I gave the girl 200PHP but she asked if I had a few coins. They’re short of change. She gave me 150PHP and asked me to return the 4PHP anytime. I said I might not be able to return it anytime today. She stressed, Yeah, just return it ANYTIME, like she wasn’t entirely expecting me to return the small change anymore, but would simply be thankful if I would.
I looked for another store, bought some random sugar, then went back a few minutes after, giving the 4PHP. She was surprised. She looked at me weird, then said again, “sabi ko kahit kelan. Okay lang.” Then she smiled uneasily, but gratefully.
I think the world already expects that people would simply forget small changes and move on. Or be untrustworthy enough to not return for that small change. But coins, as small as they seem, still matter. To someone else, puhunan yun.
I’m kind of a little proud of myself for being honest in such small ways—like shoving the money to the bus driver if the conductor forgot to charge me, or going out of my way to return change. I’m not expecting that the world would do this for me, but I’m expecting myself to be a part of that world who would do it for others, instead. Just when people believe that humans are intrinsically evil, I want to be a part of the 1% who staunchly believes that people ARE 90% good. Parang water content lang. 
Ikaw, what are you staunchly believing in?
(On a small note: to Kaye Arguelles! I was talking to Richard Mayani yesterday, I was telling him about this vegetarian resto sa Makati na my friend discovered and took me to lately. Sabi ni Rich, kain tayong mga vegetarians dun. ^_^ Sama natin si Aldrin. Or kahit tayong dalawa lang. Date tayo. :] Let’s talk about books and JD Salinger and other nice things over a (slightly) expensive dinner. Hahaha. Game?)
February 11th, 2010 at 2:58 pm
Where is this vegetarian resto and do they deliver? Is this the corner tree cafe?
I wish the world would say thank you more often. It sometimes irks me when people in jeepneys don’t even bother to say thanks when they ask you to pass their fare minsan talaga naiisip ko magsabi ng thank you ha, kaya lang baka mapaaway ako haha
February 12th, 2010 at 12:48 pm
just say thanks. no need to be sarcastic about it.
February 12th, 2010 at 3:06 pm
Yes! How did you know it was the same? *laughs* I was trying not to post the name kasi feeling ko I’m very selfish about that discovery. Haha. I feel bad, but I really don’t wanna tell people much about it. Feeling ko, once I start doing so, people I don’t want to be there would flock to the place and enjoy rin. Gusto ko…sa amin lang. Hahahaha.
I was in Fully Booked last night; I was looking up something kaso out of stock na raw. I saw this tote bag na tribute to JD. I almost wanted to kiss the management.
Ngayon ko lang naisip, di pala ako nakapagluksa kay JD. Wala akong berievement leave. Hahahaha.
February 12th, 2010 at 3:06 pm
JP, what are you talking about?
February 12th, 2010 at 4:32 pm
was referring to undria’s comment about saying thanks when people pass your jeepney fare to the driver. ever since this was pointed out to me by a teacher back in grade six, i try to consciously at least mutter a thanks.
oh yeah, sms to me the name of that veggie store. bodhi got the beating of the lifetime from my brother. too less meat, too much salt, he said.
February 12th, 2010 at 5:16 pm
Unless your brother hasn’t realized, Bodhi isn’t SUPPOSED to have meat. It’s a weird flour version. And yes, it has a tendency to taste really bland. The only Bodhi I know which doesn’t over-use salt and has ACTUAL flavoring, is the Bodhi in Tutuban. Mall version Bodhis, I try to avoid like plague nowadays.
Andrea was pertaining to not her asking people to pass on the fare and saying thank you, but rather those people expecting to have other people pass on the jeep fare and not even bothering to say thanks. That’s kind of why she’s sarcastic about it, me thinks.
Well, I think it’s kind of better to be just a little snarky about it to gently remind people to say thanks. There was this one time that I was told about someone’s dad deliberately dismissing people when they’re asking to have the fare passed on–or even snarked at people ridiculously. He feels they should simply move closer to the driver and reach out themselves. I laughed at the story, but I didn’t appreciate the idea. It’s not gonna be that bad if you’re going to waste two seconds trying to pass on the fare than to spend 5 minutes pointing out rudely to someone that you don’t want to pass on their fare, and get bad karma points if that person wishes you negativities just because you were trying to make a point. *shrugs*