late for a meeting. i hate it!

one of my pet peeves is being tardy. as much as possible, i make sure to arrive on time. my being tardy often happens when there's an assigned vehicle. you have to wait for it as compared to commuting where you have full control on what time to leave. this is what i love about commuting, i can plan out what time i should leave, the estimated arrival time factoring in the traffic and other scenarios.

and this is one incident where i was fuming inside. i had a 230pm meeting in makati with a client. here in our office, we reserve vehicles a day before to take us to our meetings. unfortunately due to the cost cutting measures our office mandated, we had to make do with sharing vehicles with other people or having the driver drop off the first person then pass by for the next in the office to be taken to their destination. i'm not complaining about the procedure. i totally agree with it, with the weekly gas price increase, it's really going to be hell.

what i hate is the organization of the trips. i just found out on the day itself that i was scheduled with a trip all the way to alabang at 1230. take note mine is at 200pm. (i always include a 30 minute leeway) so i called the driver up and asked him if he's in the office already. but what do you know, he's stuck in traffic in Magallanes. i didn't pry as to what time he left and if he made little stop overs along the way. strike one: he answered in a cool manner like it didn't matter if i would be late for my meeting. stike two: called him after 30 mins (yes i was still in the office patiently waiting for him) took 4 rings to answer and said, mam nasa edsa pa ako. and he hung up. nice. strike three: when i was finally able to go to my meeting (thank god the person i was meeting with was still in a meeting) he had the guts to say that i shouldn't take long since he has to go back to alabang and fetch the one who was the cause of my tardiness!

the nerve! he was even trying to make small talk and making funny quips. which was rewarded with silence from yours truly.

this is absolutely annoying that i was late for a meeting that i scheduled. but was ruined by people who do not have any decency to know that our meetings are very important. palibhasa kasi nasa office lang sila lagi.

-rant over-

a little bit of improvement in our MRT

was on my usual commute to the office riding the MRT. was minding my own business and thoughts when all of a sudden i heard a loud doorbell sound. at first i though someone must have left their message alert volume on high. but then someone spoke out of the speakers: "boni station, boni station. please exit on the left side of the train. maari lang po lumabas sa kaliwang pinto ng tren. maraming salamat po" surprise surprise! finally something worth listening to in the morning aside from the ho-hum wouldn't care less station announcement of the train operator. it was fresh and new. and it was quite fun hearing something pleasant in the morning. well, along with the usual people i rode with who always complain about something.

at least MRT management did something new. and i must say the aircons are not that bad too. you just have to find that right train to get on. =)

~!~

i'm just happy that i was able to spend the weekend with my kids. keon has been really clingy to me knowing that he would be able to see me again this saturday.

bad drivers should be hanged

like this guy:

to the driver of the grey tamaraw fx with the plate number UAX 752 i have something to say to you:

i hope one day your impatience and arrogance will pay off. that one day we see you again. this time you getting caught for any driving violation. you deserve it big time.

we were simply following traffic regulations and were basically waiting for our turn (the stoplights at rockwell / colpal area are not functioning so we only rely on the good old guards/traffic aides of bel air/rockwell. but you impatiently kept on honking your horn at us for at least 4 times. and please consider that it was traffic. cars can't simply fly mister.

and you trying to cut us when we were finally given the chance to go. tsk. your hot-headedness
will get you no where but into more trouble.

i hope later on the way home we won't "bump" into you again.

be careful with this driver. such arrogance and impatience but really nothing to brag about.

or maybe he was having a bad stomach and was looking for the nearest toilet. ha!

karma will be a bitch to you. i promise.

commute tales

this happened last monday.

just came from a 2pm meeting. We have the privilege of having a driver to take us to and from our meetings.

This one was quite funny and unusual. And the first time I rode in his vehicle.

Upon entering, there was something unusual about it.

1.he was playing pinoy hip/hop / rap thing. The one you hear in XRMs and jeepneys. I personally find it quite baduy and weird.
2.the van smelled like durian mixed with day old baon that was exposed in the sun for too long. It was that bad. I was trying to hold my breath in fear that too much inhalation of this scent might transform me into a different being and the possibility of the scent clinging to my clothes scared me. paranoid much? maybe.
3.was trying to make small talk but I guess manong driver isn’t in the mood for small talk. Baka gusto niya big and heavy topics. Haha ako naman ang wala sa mood nun. Beh.

So there goes my first adventure alone in going to meetings.

more adventures in the coming weeks for sure

starting off wrong

i woke up today thinking that the day will start off great. but i guess i was wrong.

i take the jeep to the MRT guadalupe station then get off ortigas station. that's my morning routine to get to the office. on most days everything runs smoothly from falling in line to riding the MRT. but today was different. some girl pissed me off today. as i was falling in line at ortigas station, the line was unusually slow. it happened that these group of girls were holding up the line and made the usual 2 lane exit into a one lane. so imagine two lines merging. hassle.

so what has this got to do with me? well, of all bad timings, this certain girl cut my line, inserted her card, her card got rejected therefore she couldn't move the swivel bars. so i thought it was ok already, she got the card so i inserted mine, but what do i get? a rejected card. how can my card get rejected when it still has 78 pesos in there. so to avoid another hassle to the other people behind me, i directly went to the booth to fix my card. and what do you know the girl's there.

what did i do? i sort of told her off. i talked to the cashier and told her that this girl messed up the line and had my card rejected. i even added some finger pointing so that she'll know she's the one i'm talking about. what did the girl do? NOTHING she was literally oblivious to what happened and what she did.

but i wouldn't let her ruin my day. and i hope it won't happen to us again.

ipapasa-diyos ko na lang siya