This is about the things that I’ve seen and learned this September, My wife was watching ABS-CBN news as I walked by I noticed a large group of young children were banging on pots and pans. I thought to myself; “Wow, It’s a little early for Christmas Caroling.” Then I watched for a minute and learned that it was a “Noise Barrage” in protest of the Government that knocked down their houses in Sitio San Rafael in Barangay Old Balara, Quezon City, it seems they were Squatters or as they are now referred to “Informal Settlers.” How’s that for political correctness? It was further explained that the government had paid each family P 1,000.00 (or approx. $22.00) to aid in their move. And the people were angry. Gee, go figure that. But I learned that a noise barrage and Christmas caroling were one in the same thing
The next thing I noticed last month was, while I was shopping at the Royal store I went to the Adult Beverage section to lay claim to four bottles of Tanduay 12 year old Superior Rum. To my surprise it was “Out Of Stock”, a young lady working there asked if she could help, and I explained my problem. I saw her smile as she told me; “It came in yesterday and was in the storeroom.” And, if I would come back to the beverage section in 15 minutes it would be “IN STOCK.” She absolutely made my day, and left me trying to figure out how I could make her the employee of the new millennium. She’d restored my faith in all store employees, for awhile anyway.
Next that same day at Royal’s, I went to put my car in line at the grocery pick-up area as it was raining. I was next in line after waiting behind 3 cars and a guy in his car Bogart’s the line and tried to pull in front of me. Oh pray tell, not in this lifetime will that happen! So I blocked him and just sat there waiting for him to figure it out. He didn’t! The security guard came and informed him of the error of his ways and asked that he go to the back of the line, he refused. His wife was making a lot of noise and Mayang informed her that I was the most stubborn Kano she would ever meet and would never back down. The seven taxi drivers also informed her and her husband that the Kano and the five cars behind him were in line, and that they were wrong. The husband moved, but gave me a withering glance.
Earlier this month my niece and I were talking about her language, and she pointed out that Tagalog had no letter “C” in its aalphabet. Now I knew this from when our girls were in school. But it really bothered me about the confusion this must cause the little kids in school. So I asked Shay-Shay why was it; with no letter “C” were there all these provinces in her country named; Cagayan, Camarines Norte, Camarines Sur, Camiguin,Capiz, Catanduan, Cavite, Cebu, Compostela Valley, and Cotabato all spelled with the letter “C” when there is no “C” in the Filipino Alphabet? And then only one province in the Nation spelled with a “K” Kalinga? No answer was forth coming, and that subject was dropped.
My neighbor who has the house beside me moved in a couple of years ago, He had lived and worked in San Diego California for 40 years and came back to his home to retire. When I met him the first day, he started right in telling me how much he hated living in America, and he was so glad to be backing home here in the Philippines. So my dander was raised over some of his comments and I asked him; “It was so bad there, and yet you stayed for forty years, when did it dawn on you that you were wasting your life?” For reasons I’ll never understand, that offended him, and no friendship ensued. But a couple of weeks ago I noticed that he couldn’t get his car started, and I thought the neighborly thing to do was offer the use of my battery charger. He told me that he didn’t know how to use it and could I hook it up for him? Which I did, then I handed him the plug and explained that all that was needed now was a power source. He had no extension cord and his power had been cut off. Now he’s using my charger, my cord, and my electricity.
An hour later it was done and I suggested he try and start the car, he did, and the car started. I put all my stuff away, and noticed that he never said thank you. I hope he purchased a new battery.
And to finish up my month, I had a knock on my gate, someone wanted to pawn a Kodak Disposable Camera, not only that, but all the film had been used and there were no shots left on the roll. I could see the disappointment in his eyes as I declined his offer. I did suggest he try e-Bay. In the last 12 years since we moved to the mountain I can’t for the life of me remembering hanging that sign that said “Uncle Paul’s Pawn Shop” in front of my house. In the past we had taken in some items in pawn. But I noticed that I was collecting a lot of items and they were never reclaimed. I even had one person who left a TV with me, and never paid me back. But, a year later he told me, that I could buy it from him for a few thousand Pesos more. What I deal, selling me something that I already owned. I politely declined and told them that he could pay me anytime he wanted, plus interest and cart on it home. I never saw him again.
Monday 27th of September Typhoon Good Ol’ what’s it name, hit Manila and shared its wrath with me and my mountain retreat. We had torrential rain and typhoon force gusts of wind and five days of generator power.
Back in April I wrote (The Simple Life here on LiP) about my wife having the mango trees trimmed that bordered our fence. Note the picture of the felled mango and the direction it fell. Lord, Mayang is smart! Then there is my mango in my front yard, we were watching it and it was swaying like a Hula Dancer after 15 of those blue drinks with the fruit and umbrellas in it. So somehow she got people to come and trim it, in the pouring rain. I think she went too far with her trimming, but who am I to question genus.
So the above were just some of the things that made my month of September such a resoundingly funny month. By keep my eyes and ears open I will continue to find the humor that is all around us. Let me know what happened to you last month.