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Mental Traffic sa Buendia...

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Sumakay ako ng taxi sa Kalayaan, papuntang opisina.

I always sit in the front, because I like to sit up close to the aircon.

The driver is wearing shades, which is weird as it was 8PM at night.

"San tayo?" he asks, his voice deep and measured.

"Sa Buendia, sa PeopleSupport," I tell him, fixing my bag.

We move and dive into the late traffic.

For about two minutes, nobody talks, and that's how I like it, really.

When we are at the corner of EDSA and Buendia, the driver asks, "Call center yun di ba?"

"Po?" I ask, as I was caught unawares.

"Yung PeopleSupport. Call center yun di ba?" he asks again.

"Opo," I answer automatically. This isn't the first time I've been asked this question by a cab driver.

Silence from the driver.

"Ang weird no? Tumatanggap ka lang ng tawag pero ang laki ng suweldo niyo," he says, musingly. He doesn't sound angry or bitter. He just sounds... amused.

"Ummm, opo siguro," I answer, stupidly.

He laughs softly, "Yung anak ko, sa computer school nag-aral. Mataas ang grado. Pero ang trabaho lang na nakuha nya dyan sa McDo sa may Export."

I don't know what to say this, so I keep quiet. However, at this point, I wasn't uncomfortable at all. I liked the way he talked. It was kinda nice. He sounded like a teacher.

"May asawa ka na ba?" he asks. Ouch.

"Wala po," I tell him, smiling a little.

"Girlfriend?" he asks.

"Wala rin po," still, I am not annoyed by this. I sensed that he was just a naturally curious person.

He stays quiet for a minute.

"Masaya ka naman sa trabaho mo?" he asks me.

I look at him. He's maybe about fifty years old. Or maybe a hundred. I couldn't tell.

I also couldn't immediately answer his question.

He suddenly laughed, "Natigilan ka sa tanong ko ha?"

"Masaya naman po, pero sana mas malaki suweldo ko," I answer shyly. I have no idea why I'm entertaining his questions.

He ponders my answer.

Then he smiles.

"Lahat naman tayo yan ang iniisip eh," he says.

We reach my building. I pay him. Leave a large tip. And get out.

"Masaya ka naman sa trabaho mo?" he asked. Di ko talaga alam eh...

Paminsan pagod na pagod na ako sa trabahong to pero... yun, may pero.

Pakshit.

Posted by callboi 02:20 Archived in Philippines Tagged gay_travel

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i got so sick of the same questions on my ride to PS

beware kay manong at kuya

by SandalsKLO

Hmmmm... you're a new character.
Who is SandalsKLO?

by callboi

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