B&G III

Part 2 here.  While here is where it all had started.

G: Sabi nila pangit daw boses ko sa phone.

B: Panong pangit?

G: Boses bata.

B: Oh diba cute pag boses bata?

G: Nakakatakot daw.

B: Boses bata tapos nakakatakot? Tiyanak ba yan?

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B: Sana naging kalso na lang ako ng LRT.

G: Ano yung kalso?

B: Yung nilalagay sa gulong para hindi dumulas kapag nakahinto.

G: Ah, pwede, pwede! Hehehe.

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G: FB mode muna.

B: Haha. Part talaga ng buhay, dami mong friends ah?

G: 4,500, Ilan ba sayo?

B: 800.

G: Hala, pending friend request ko lang yun ha?

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G: Haha!! Pasensya.. Sanay ka na.. .ganun talaga ko eh

B: 0o sanay na ko. Haha. Takot na nga ko e.

G: Takot na? . .mumu??

B: Mawala ka. Wahehe.. JK

G: bla bla bla??.. dame alam ,. zzz

B: bla bla bla

G: hahaha! Gaya-gaya.

B: Hindi kita kayang gayahin.

G: Weh!! Ginaya mo na nga eeh..

B: Hindi ko naman kasi kayang gawin sayo yung mga ginagawa mo sakin.

G: Drama talaga!!.. .hmmmp

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G: Parang di effective yung vitamins ah? Ang tagal tumalab.

B: Easy lang, kelan mu ba sinimulan?

G: Kagabi lang

B: Hahaha. .adik, ano yan biogesic, overnight relief?

10 Second Melancholy

The driver pulled the brake hard. The tires screeched louder with the induced friction of the newly reblocked road. A number of passengers rose from their seats, including a young man beside me who was seated next to the window. The noise of the alighting passengers and the rustling of a tamed engine gather in my right ear. Annoyingly, it woke me up.

The bus stopped in front of a midrise building that was like four storey from the other side of the fiber glass window. There were a lot of people inside the building, dressed in formal suits, faces beaming with smiles that I could hardly recognized. A more careful look through the spaces between the steel nets of the fence revealed a sight of arranged seats and a good size crowd, with a big tarpaulin affixed on a wooden frame that makes up the stage.

It was a few minutes before the darkness would conquer the sky, and I had been sleeping for the length of the ride as far as I could remember. My last memory of the trip before sleep falls was the bulging traffic in C-3. Horns blowing blatantly. Red lights that was like fox eyes fixed at you as their next victim. The next real moment that flashes, I am now staring at this familiar building. My hair is disheveled. And before me was a sight I thought was a part of a dream squeezed from that sound sleep.

It wasn’t a dream. I’m convinced that it wasn’t. You can’t feel any physical pain in your dreams, at least in my own, yet there’s a mild headache that sprang right after I woke up.

Stray and Strange

A five-year old boy has been asked by his mother to buy some bananas in the nearby fruit and vegetable stand on the next block. On his way home, he found a group of men with canes and trap nets chasing a stray dog which was ramming over fences furiously. The scene has frightened the boy so much so he ran away until he caught the dog’s attention and diverted its path towards him. The chase has become a three-way race between a group of men, a dog and a boy. The boy runs as fast as he can, but the dog was way faster and stronger than his unadultered legs.

The dog bit the helpless boy in his forearm but it didn’t make him cry nor dropped any of his hand carried. He just walked home and pretends that nothing had happened, but his trembling legs and heavy breathing was betraying every layer of his imposed courage. He saw from behind one of the men who’s chasing the stray dog and it took the boy a split second to recognize his face.  How can he not? He’s been afraid of him all that he could remember. The boy had developed disliking on the strange man over the years of his existence. He’s afraid of his unshaven look, his usually frowned face, his proud shoulders and rough conduct, and almost everything that makes of him. The boy tried to evade him and succeeded. He hopes that the strange man won’t tell his mother about the incident for fear that she might scold him when she learned it. Certainly, at his age, he is more afraid of his mother’s sermon than any other cruel things. Even the bad dog that had just bitten his strongest arm.

On the same day the strange man came to the boy’s house and told his mother about the incident with the stray dog. The boy was instantly mad at the strange man for divulging his secret but he was surprised at his mother’s worried reaction that he had seen for the first time. A furtive glance. An inquiring look. She doesn’t slap him nor bashed him of his mishap.  His wondering grew bigger. He had just turned five and will only begin his formal education next month, he neither had the skill to read faces or preoccupied minds but that time he wishes he had. He was completely clueless of what’s unfolding before his eyes.

OJT! OJT! OJT!

Prospect 1

Ris: Good morning, is this T.C.I.G. Engineering?
Receiver: (Annoyed) T….C…G…..I….. Engineering, sir. What can I help you?
Ris: Sorry Sir, T….C…..G…..I…. Are you accepting OJT’s for this summer?
Receiver: No. Hindi po.
Ris: K. Damot.

Prospect 2

Ris: Good morning TransAsia Phils., I would like to….
Operator: Good day. This is TransAsia Phils., the leading blah blah blah…in the Philippines..blah blah.
Ris:  (put down receiver) Langya di pa ko tanggap dito may company profile agad ah.

Prospect 3

Ris: Pre, tumawag ka na ba sa Geostruk? Ano sabi?
Miko: Tawag na lang daw tayo uli sa Friday. Hindi daw kasi sigurado. Puntahan kaya natin? Baka iba sabihin pag pumunta tayo mismo.

At Geostruk office, Cityland Tower II, Makati City.

Miko: Good afternoon Ma’am, mag iinquire lang po sana kami kung tumatanggap kayo ng OJT.
Receptionist: Tumawag na lang ulit kayo sa Friday. Hindi kasi ko sigurado eh.
Ris: Wow consistent. Akala ko answering machine sya.

Prospect 4

Ris (E-mail): Good day ___________. I would like to ask your good office if you’re accepting OJT’s for this summer. Attached here is my application letter and my curriculum vitae.

Tutut company reply (E-mail) : Good day Mr. Aries Dela Cruz. I’m glad that you have expressed your interest to conduct your OJT with our company but I regret that we can no longer accomodate applicants since there are already a number of trainees in our company. By the way, you didn’t include any curriculum vitae in your attachment.

Ris: Oh crap, I forgot to attach.