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Temper Blowout

I was at Makati for a site meeting and was waiting for the Contractor's Engineer-in-Charge to arrive when I decided to get a Coke from one of the Jollijeep de Luxe's along the road (this is actually a stainless steel stall upgraded from the jeep's vendors sold their food in previously).

I lit a cig and walked down the road to the nearest JJdL. I guess it was merienda time because there was quite a number of people eating pancit and bananaque at the stall. I put my cig down when I got to the stall.

A short comment on my smoking. I know a lot of non-smokers dont like the secondhand smoke etc. I'm a pretty considerate smoker naman. I only smoke in designated smoking areas and outdoors, and when I smoke I make sure that the fumes and my puffs are not hitting anyone. And if I am asked to nicely I move away or stop smoking, even when its an area where I can smoke. So there.

Anyway, as I was buying the coke with my cig down, this girl beside me started coughing. Fake coughing. Annoying. She rolled her eyes at me, did her faux cough, and stomped about 4 meters away from me, and then continued coughing, and waving her hands in front of her face for about 10 seconds. She was saying. "Ano ba yan!!!!" "Baho!!!" (insert dagger looks here) It was fake coughing. Ahe. he. he. he. Thats how it sounded. Ang arte.

And I sort of lost it. Must be the stress from work and the wedding.

"Oy! What the hell are you a-heh-heh-heh-ing about? Eh??? WHAT!!!! You can't take the smoke and I am fucking holding my cigarette away from you??? So ano?? You can't say anything you dweeb? Ano na?? Cough! Cough! you sorry beetle! Why arent you coughing now!?? Besides, you're eating in a jollijeep for craps sakes. So you've probably commuted. Smell the fucking bus fumes, and a-heh-heh-heh there, you fucker! Ang arte arte mo! mukha ka namang laki sa commute peste ka!"

Fucking poser. She stopped coughing.
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