Saturday, February 17, 2007
post-valentine post mortem
I can't believe that I'm 16 years old when nothing cheesy or cute happens in my life. I feel so old, especially everytime I'm reminded that I'm single. I am happy about being single, but somehow all the universe connives to constantly push me into believing that there is something very miserable about being this young and single, especially when you're waiting for a cab along Katipunan.
It was Valentine's Day. I was waiting for a cab after watching a volleyball game (definitely not romantic) at the Blue Eagle Gym, when I saw the one person I hope never exists especially on Valentine's- let's call him "Sir".
For convenience, I shall be called "Ma'am". Here goes... (Cue: Temple of the King)
Sir: Hey! How are you? Happy Valentine's!
(Cue: Finally, a cab!)
Ma'am: Hi! Bye! I'm going home.
Sir: I'll go with you.
Le Chauffeur: Where to, Ma'am? Sir?
Ma'am: Home!
Sir: Some street in Quezon City.
Le Chauffeur: Er? Not Gateway? Not Megamall?
Sir: (smile, smile)
Ma'am: NO!
Le Chauffeur: Uh, excuse me, Ma'am. I hope you don't get mad, but I just noticed that your Valentine's seems rather sad and cold.
Sir: (silence)
Ma'am: (more silence and the utmost desire to evaporate)
Le Chauffeur: (full of concern) Uh, Ma'am all the other ladies have flowers and chocolates.
Ma'am: Uh..
Le Chauffeur: Pardon me for asking, but Sir..Ma'am did you just have a fight before Valentine's?
EEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
Sir: er..
Ma'am: (I'm paying you to drive me home and not to patch up whatever twisted romance I've had in the past.)
Le Chauffeur: Ahhhh... (Finally sensing the uncomfortable silence)
Sir: Uh,bye.
(Sir gets off the cab)
Le Chauffeur: I hope you don't get mad, Ma'am, but sometimes destiny really plays a joke on us. Everything will be fine in due time. (Naks!)
Ma'am: yeaaaahhhh, right.
Le Chauffeur: Is he a player?
Ma'am: What??! Player? Like, did he cheat and stuff?
Le Chauffer: No, Ma'am. Is he a UAAP player? Basketball?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Ma'am: Ahh... He's actually a football player.
(Ma'am gets off the cab)
(Cue Music: House of the Rising Sun) That was like the taxi ride from hell. It was so freaky and at the same time so funny. Like what was the deal with "Sir" being a player???!!! Hahahahaha! He should thank me, because now he can add "football player" to his resume. Le Chauffeur is the sickest cab driver I've ever met.
Joe D'Mango, you better watch out!!!!
Remember kids, sometimes destiny really plays a joke on us, but everything will be fine in due time.
Ohlalala Romanza!
xxMimose
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