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> QueuiNg fOr coFFee
Author: aLmich
Mic, we'l mit up later, u myt wna cum. Megamol.
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And2 n kami starbux, sunod ka.
Sender: b ra!n ordeneS
I had this invite yesTerdaY. As much as I want to, my "frailing" body didn't allow me to go. I was so tired and sleepy. Dito nanggaling kuwento he he he..
I rode a jeep to meet/fetch a friend who works nearby our office too. Having so, we walked pass the MRT's stairway to high heavens [ as usual, patay escalator ] 'til we reached Robinson's. The walk as always was painstaking. This left me craving for coffee and so we ended up at Starbucks. There I was queuing and waiting for my turn when suddenly two guys and a girl stood in front of the queue. One of the guys in their usual kaartehan way said that maybe it’s not the queue. The other then said that no, there is a second counter and so they all stayed there. I am not a nosy person but I thought that since I understood what they were discussing about, I should tell them that there is a queue. And I did. One of the guys arrogantly announced that no, there is a second counter and stood there ignoring all the people behind me in the queue. And so I made a sign of exasperation, one that I always use for dumb people. Probably the girl decided they should queue up and so the three of them moved to the back.
I was exasperated because they look like educated people who should know better. If they were trying to be cute, they were not. Are they so dumb to think that we would queue up and ignore the fact that there is a second counter? What the !?!?
These kind populate the articious-night-crowd these days. Mostly from my type of work. Maaarte magsalita, super-pa-english, maarte.
The guys then went into a staring contest with my friend who was within earshot and heard our discussion. The arrogance of this kind can be sometimes irritating. They continued their staring contest with my friend and me up until we were outside having our coffee. My friend was also irritated and motioned the guys to sit beside us and try our patience further. They never did. Cowards!
I don’t know what is wrong these days with men. Most of the men I knew would smile and make a joke about it and move to the end of the queue without a fuss. But not these guys. Must be the upbringing. I can only wonder..
[ haaay.. sana sumama nalang ako kina nates, au, rain at eman ]
