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August 25, 2007
posted by Nk. at 9:00 PM

warning: (long) vent post.

i've been having a rough time this week, but when i woke up this morning, i decided to just have a better time and leave being emo alone.

but i guess paul newman was right: "It's always darkest before it turns absolutely pitch black."

i met the devil on my way to the office this morning. he came in the form of a balding, son of a bitch excuse for a jeepney driver who acted like i owed him a huge favor for having my butt touch his jeepney's seats. i was running late, and when it looked like he was going to wait for passengers (who probably weren't born yet, considering the way he dilly-dallied while turning the volume up his music, "Celebration" by Kool and the Gang) -- i decided to ask for my fare back so that i could transfer to another jeepney which might still be able to help me get to the office on time.


it seemed like this driver was deaf. i suppose he lost his entire sense of hearing when i asked for my fare back. he turned Kool and the Gang off. and did not move. just sat there, waiting for the sky to open up and drop Noah, Moses, and Mother Theresa (we were near the cathedral) so he could ask them the winning numbers for the lottery. 20 million years later, he remembers why he was sitting in front of a steering wheel, and finally, moves the jeepney.

so. great, we were now cruising the damn road, like we were honeymooners sailing the waterways of Venice. there were four other passengers in the jeepney, but they didn't appear as distressed as i was. so i kept my mouth shut and tried not to reach for a sharp object (a pen will do) in my bag so i could poke the driver's eyes out. i even recited the serenity prayer (well, just the first sentence anyways), and thought about The Happier Times In My Life.

see, you know it when someone is being deliberately obnoxious. and mean. that driver was that. he would glance up his rearview mirror and have that "haha" look in his face. i had to look him up The People I Have Offended For Some Reason list, but he wasn't there. so i was really wondering what in the world i have done to deserve this misfortune.

and then he stops at another corner, and appears like he finally found a place where he could stay happily ever after forever. i knew i should have just gotten off The Jeepney From Hell and left, but because i trust in the goodness of humanity i asked him again (yes, i am that stupid) if he was going to stay there for long because i was really late already. the guy smirks and tells me that i should have rented a jeepney instead, or should have left my house at 4am. at right about this time all the blood in my anemic system rush to my brains, and i snap at him that had he given me back my fare we wouldn't have had a problem at all. (i'd still be late, but my morning wouldn't be ruined) you know what the guy does? he takes some random coins and says, "o sige, kunin mo na pamasahe mo o, kunin mo!" and glares back at me (wanting me to die, prolly.) WTF right? i got off the jeep shaking with anger and in near tears (yes, i have tear ducts) and the jerk, shouts something which i ignored, lest i want to end up doing this.

good thing i'm not as crazy. yet.

but i do need some hugs. or maybe some sharp objects.


At August 26, 2007 at 1:47 AM, Blogger joyfulchicken

Bald Britney looks like a dude, heh.


At August 26, 2007 at 1:50 AM, Blogger niki

a dude you wouldn't want to annoy. =P


At August 26, 2007 at 3:04 AM, Blogger joyfulchicken

Ooh, an umbrella... I'm so scared.


At August 26, 2007 at 5:00 PM, Blogger the philosphical bastard

that guy's an asshole. but he's also poor. for all you know he has a kid who's in a public school trying to learn as much as he can in order to get his family out of poverty someday. but while he's doing that, he depends solely on his asshole dad's mediocre wage.

what am i saying.. you should've reported him and made sure he didn't drive again!


At August 26, 2007 at 5:35 PM, Blogger niki

i got the plate number paolo =)

but it WAS a traumatizing experience sa totoo lang, haha. naisip ko nga all this for (the cost of) a stupid cheap fare of P7. how stupid is that?

JC, with or without an umbrella i'd rather not annoy brit. hahaha.


At August 27, 2007 at 1:14 AM, Blogger The King

Yikes! Freaky driver, ambastos naman.

Naghahanap-buhay siya at nagmamadali ka, unless you asked for your fare back in a disrespectful manner, wala siyang karapatan na ganunin ka.


At August 27, 2007 at 1:44 AM, Blogger niki

^ i'm not the friendliest person in the morning, but i did ask for my fare back in a way that would have made my strict and conservative lola proud (bless her soul)

i know it was my fault i was running late that morning, but, he could have just given me back the damn fare and there wouldn't be any problem. maybe the guy was having PMS or something.

that driver gets the Bitchiest Driver To Hit The Streets award for sure.


At August 27, 2007 at 2:11 AM, Blogger chase

alam mo ba beeyotch...everytime i'm late for something tapos nakaka-encounter pa ako ng mga ganyang klaseng situation...napakakanta na lang ako nung song ni alanis na IRONIC...hehe! =)


At August 27, 2007 at 7:45 PM, Blogger Tj Cafuir

So you like Paul Newman eh. I got a dvd copy of "The Sting".. Classic pare..


At August 29, 2007 at 1:44 AM, Blogger bandwagontrader

That's the behavior of most PUV drivers. They make every street corner a jeepney/bus/trike/calesa/pedicab stop. And as if adhering to the meaning of that word STOP, they STOP there and wait for the what, Will of the Wind? to whisk them along the road. It's a nationwide phenomenon. As long as there'll be Sexbomb Girls and their clones, PUV drivers will be here to stay. (If you have the plate number, report it to the LTO and tell them the driver is a reckless driver so his PUV license will be revoked. But the poor (albeit indecent) guy is just trying to earn his living. Don't stoop down to his level. Breath deep, sing hallelujah and let it go). Keep it light :)


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