Rated PG

Today was a very busy day for me. It started with a breakfast meeting with my friend/boss. We ate at a buffet breakfast at RCBC. I got a cab, and picked her up.

The time was around 6:15 A.M., and I got a cab from EMP (with the plate number: TWR 438). I told the guy that we’re going to pick up someone before going to the actual place (RCBC tower in Makati City), like I normally do whenever I pick her up with a cab.

I directed him to her place, and to my surprise, he already complained even if we haven’t even stopped in front of her apartment yet!! He complain was "ang tagal naman!" or it’s taking so long!I was totally annoyed, because we were yet to stop. He said that when we were a few steps away from the parking lot of her apartment.

I said, we what’s wrong; we haven’t even stopped yet, and you’re already complaining! He became quiet for a few(say, 10, max!) seconds and continued complaining. He wanted me to go down and pay the fare, because it was taking too long (NOTE: still within like a minute or two). I tried to ignore him, but he just kept on complaining. I finally got fed up and threatened him that I will report the incident to the company, and he just sort of smiled/giggled, probably thinking that I was just bluffing. Actually, I was at the time, just to shut him up, but apparently, that didn’t work! With that said, he kept on complaining and wanted me to go down "his" cab. He asked for an additional fee (or tip; for the "long wait", 2nd minute or so, but still within 5), which wasn’t that much of a deal, and I refused to because I think it’s not that long yet, and he definitely does not deserve such amount (yes, even if it’s that small)!

While we were waiting, I noticed that the cab driver kept on looking at me via the rear mirror. I was getting an idea that he was sort of profiling me, or assessing my character, based from my appearance. Some say that I look innocent, naive, generous, smart, passive, etc.. I may tend to give off that look (and that’s why I’m also trying to change my look to a "scruffy" one), I guess. Anyway, I think he thought I’m really that passive and gullible enough to fool. I may be passive, but not gullible (or not that much at least, heh).

My friend (finally) arrived within 3-5 minutes. For some reason, the driver decided to shut up.

To save your, and my time, this post will be truncated, and will now skip to the later part of the day/evening.

At around 16:40(4:40P.M.), I went out to meet a client at a nearby fastfood chain. Our meeting just lasted for like 5-10 minutes, and after that, I went to Glorietta (Park Square, and Greenbelt 3) to canvass for a wireless (with wired support) router. After doing that, I grabbed a vegetable grilled sandwich and tea (cold) for dinner, and a small Super Shake from Ice Cold Rock Ice Creamery. I finished my order a few minutes after, and was ready to go back to my dorm.

Greenbelt, being one of the most high-end establishments in the Metro, offers a superb customer service. They feature a transportation service, as one of their amenities. I tried to avail of the service, but on my way inside the mall, I noticed two unusual things. First, was a guy sitting on the stairway (going down) near Music One and Max Brenner there were a few security guards surrounding him, so I curiously watched for a few seconds ’til the guards dragged(LITERALLY!) him down the stairs, I’ve had enough, so I walked myself in the mall to go to the concierge.  But prior to entering the mall, I saw yet ANOTHER odd thing. There was a woman (full grown, maybe in her late 30’s - early 40’s) sitting on the pebbles, in front of Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf and Häagen-Dazs, she was surrounded by security guards, too. I heard her shout, but I was in a rush to the concierge, hoping that they’d still be open so, I didn’t stop to watch. Fortunately, they were still open, but, there was no available taxi at the moment, so I just hailed a cab myself.

On my way out (same route), they (the woman and guards) were already near the loading/unloading and parking entrance area of Greenbelt 3. It was quite a show, really! There were bystanders who were watching, which blocked my view, but I could still hear the woman scream and shout while the guards were trying to put her in a vehicle (Tamaraw FX). One of the security guards passed by me (they’ve already put the woman in the vehicle) and I overheard him. He said that she hit him! Not long after all that, I finally got a cab, and just told the driver about the woman in front of us.

Wow, I could not believe that actually happened, especially in that area! I’d understand if it happened in another mall, but in that place? OH MY GAWD! That was something. I smell something fishy. It could be employees of a rival mall, or former employees of the establishment who are trying to get back at them (stock/shareholders, etc). It was pretty funny, yet scary. I thought that, THAT area was the safest place to be (that’s why I’m almost always there!), but I guess that incident changed it all (okay, not everything, but you know) for me.

Thank God I don’t have an accountant (there’s not much to account/finance anyway)! I would’ve been been totally fried by now, if I did. That’s because I went way over my budget today (because of a lousy, cheap buffet!).

My initial plan was just to eat at a buffet in a pretty well-known restaurant in the Metro. That materialized (and so much more happened after), but I wasn’t satisfied enough/at all(!), so I booked an appointment for a full body massage treatment at The Spa before getting a haircut. The receptionist at The Spa told me to come back after an hour or so. I thought that would be just right, since I’m going to get a haircut anyway. However, the service that I availed for before my full body massage was so quick! I think it didn’t even last for more than 45 minutes (wasn’t good this time, but it usually is)!

While waiting at The Spa’s "lobby", I was trying to look for something interesting to read, but there weren’t any, except for some magazines about Golf. I was looking for something more techy to read, like a magazine about computer software and hardware, technology, and the likes. They didn’t even have a newspaper in the "lobby". I guess that’s one way for them to make their customers relaxed — by NOT updating them about what’s going on locally.

I almost forgot to mention that they’ve moved, since the last time I availed of their service. They now have 2 floors, but I think it’s too cramped up! I felt like I was being squished (compared to their old place).

My massage was good, as expected. However, I wasn’t ready to go home yet, so I ate dinner at Café Breton (in Greenbelt 3). My order was terrific, which made my night, but I was enjoying it too much, so I still didn’t go home. After my delightful dinner, I had dessert at Cold Rock Ice Creamery and Fuzion Smoothie Cafe. I still didn’t want to go home after, but I had no choice, because I was getting a bit bored anyway.

While on my way home, I suddenly thought "This is the consequence (overspending) of not putting it (my money) in the bank!", hence the first word of the title. The second would’ve probably been obvious if you just read through what I’ve written above.

Tot ziens!