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i’m watching employee of the month. hehehe! nakakatawa pala yon… who would have thought?
last week was interesting. i don’t even know how to tell it. hehehe! let me just start with a question. have you ever been hated so much for doing your job? well, i have. so what happened, huh? well… apparently there was a misunderstanding. there was this woman who thought that we were trying to lock her up in the collection booth. whenever i checked her cup and returned it to her, she looked at me as though she wanted to kill me or something. i just didn’t realize this until she went ballistic minutes after. she demanded to go out of the booth so my colleague opened the door then she looked for her passport. i gave it to her. she was heading for the door when i asked for her collection cup. then she pointed at me saying, “ikaw! ikaw ah! wag mo kong ina-ano jan!” it felt like i was playing patintero with her. i lost. badly. i chased her, still asking for her cup. she stopped in front of the elevator and that’s where she continued with her argument. “GAGO KAYO! GAGO KAYO!” to which i made no reply. “Kinulong nyo ko don! Gago kayo!” I explained myself to her, of course — saying that we never intended for her to feel locked up. we were just trying to do our job. anyway, she said there was already sputum in her cup and yea, during those times i guess i believed her. i tried looking at her cup from afar and it seemed she’s telling the truth. she then demanded to talk to higher officials — all the more reason i wanted to come with her wherever it is she wanted to go. anyway, she went two floors down and stayed somewhere she felt (as she said) “safe.” i followed her. crazy huh? crazy for her cup. well, i can’t just let her roam around the clinic carrying her specimen, can i? then she screamed at me (for the nth time… i don’t know) and said, “kung ayaw mo kong ma-high blood dito, umalis ka sa harap ko!!!!” i didn’t want her to die or something so i decided to just back off.
the truth is.. i was scared of her. at least half of me was scared. she was shouting at me like i was her slave or something. and there i was just hearing her every word… still trying to calm her down despite the verbal beating i was getting. it was like her slapping me in the face and me still offering my other cheek for her to slap. it was crazy. i know. i was crazy. i should have defended myself. but then i thought, what for? i don’t plan to go ballistic like her and act like a fool. if i did, i would have so much to regret afterwards. and i didn’t want that. it was a big fuss, of course. especially because a lot of people saw what happened. parang soap opera. if she were an antagonist, i’d say she could be mylene dizon. provoking. cruel. evil. but hey i love mylene dizon so this crazy woman can’t be mylene. she could just be herself and still be as provoking… and cruel.. and evil as any antagonist there is.
to end this story… well, our officer-in-charge was informed of what happened. she gave up her cup to my senior and went back to collect specimen for one more day. the day she went back she was just her usual self. i didn’t want anything more to do with her. so i just took her cup as soon as she finished and sent her off. that was it.
i didn’t want to fight her. she was pregnant and i guess pregnant women have that lame excuse for having legal outbursts of emotion. or even if she wasn’t pregnant, i think i would still do the same thing. she was a “CUSTOMER.” and as what they have taught us in the seminar, the customer is always right. that doesn’t sound right, right? but that’s how it goes. sometimes, when i replay that scene on my mind, i get to think that she was wrong. she didn’t have to go that far. she abused me verbally and i did nothing to defend myself. what a weakling?! i would always say. if i only lost my brain during those moments, i will slap her cheek after cheek after cheek until she loses her consciousness. or maybe i could just punch her hard on the nose until she bleeds. or poke her eyes. i don’t know. i was angry with her. i really was. or maybe i was angry because i couldn’t fight for myself. now, i don’t really know. but then everything has come to an end… and in my life she’s but a speck of evil dust. i have to move on just like what i did before when i was confronted by another (this time, literally) crazy woman. haay! bakit ba punung-puno ng loka loka ang Pilipinas at dalawa na sa kanila ang nakakasalamuha ko! may magnet ba ko para sa mga baliw?!
it ends here. she’s just another story to tell. and a good one too. to end all these, let me just say… BE KIND TO ANIMALS. 
nytnyt dear void. namiss kita! alam mo super wala ako sa sarili lately. nakakaasar nga e. ang dami kasing nangyayari! haaay! ewan ko ba!!!! kailangan ko ng kape!!!!! gising jacy gising!!!!!!! *slapslap* focus!!!! focus!!!!
heheheh! yea, i better sleep. 7 ako bukas pero solo flight. good luck! eheheheh! well bud, ingat na lang! good night..
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