Customer Number 717

Kahapon, March 13, 2008: down ang system ng Metrobank. Take note, nationwide! Payday na kahapon pero hindi naman ako maka-withdraw. Ansama pa nito, hindi din pwede mag-withdraw sa ibang bank ATMs. Haaaay! Grabe! Napahirap talaga ng walang pera. Gusto ko pumunta sa mall pero 260 pesos na lang pera ko. Sasama lang loob ko kung may gusto ako bilhin tapos wala ako pambili. May credit card ako pero Metrobank din 'yun kaya naman I doubt kung pwede din yun credit card ko. Tsaka 'yoko na madagdagan utang ko. Hahaha..

Kaya naman ang company ko, nag-e-effort para matugunan (matugunan talaga huh?) ang needs of its employees. Kaya naman, in close contact ang HR people namin with Metrobank. Lahat ng means para makapag-withdraw kami e ginawa nila. Kahapon, pwede mag-over-the-counter withdrawal. Pero saan ka pa? 500 pesos max lang ang pwede. E di wag na lang! Saan ako dadalhin ng 500 pesos? May mga bills ako dapat bayaran! (broadband, credit card, bahay, etc.)
Nakakainis na nga magbasa ng corporate emails kasi puro about Metrobank's system downtime ang subject. Kaya hindi ko na sila binabasa. Delete agad! Hahaha..

Some Are Just More

I start and end my shift at 7PM and 4AM, respectively. Once I reach home, I immediately drop myself to bed and sleep at around 6AM, probably sleep for 8-hours then wake up. Almost a routine from Tuesday to Saturday.

March 7, 9AM. Elmer woke me up to start a conversation. Subject was brought about by a conversation we had the previous day and it seemed to be troubling him and I thought it was non-sense. Really non-sense!

Conversation heated up and brought up other things (not really related to what we're arguing about, and caused emotions to heighten).

I got pissed off. He got pissed off. So far, I only had, what, roughly 3 hours of sleep. I didn't feel sleepy anymore. How would I get back to sleep if I was not sleepy anymore? I was trying to get some more sleep but he kept on talking things I didn't really want to hear that time of the day. He continued; my day started to get fucked up.

I was trying to end a good day; he was about to start a good one and take a major exam. And so he continued talking when I was not talking anymore. That was not normal! I? Not talking? Something must have been coming and really there was. Haha..

I got so pissed off. When I get so pissed off:
1st level, I cry.
2nd level, I start to talk back, still crying.
3rd level, I shout while talking back, still crying.
4th level, I hit, shout while talking back, still crying.
5th level, I can't imagine! (Haha..)

With the heated argument, I would guess I was at 3rd level.

And so he left. He left me there, not sleepy anymore. I remembered, I had to go to the market, buy some veggies for the following day. It would be my kid's 4th birthday.

And so I took the cab, went to the market.

The following is actually what this blog is all about. I just can't help to describe what happened that morning.